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This is Ron from Queensbridge

Ρε δε με νοιαζει απο πουρθες σου λεω

Were over here in greece

Kι εμεις εδω ειμαστε περαστικοι

Got a few things to say

Στον ουρανο νανεβω και να τα λεω

I try

Παω στοιχημα πως θασαι κι εκει

I just try to get by

Ρε δε με νοιαζει ποιος σεστειλε, τι θες

I know my guardian angel is out there

Ουτε κι αν εισαι απο αλλο πλανητη

Somewhere

Εδω χρωσταμε λυπες και χαρες

He always got my back

σενα φυλακα αγγελο αλητη...



I try, to get by

Im on top of the world you just won't let me slide

I live, I die

As I walk through the brige is a hell of a ride

Dont cry, Im dry

Im on top of the ball you just won't let me fall

Cant lie, for I

Got a guardian angel, I dont know at all



You see me, 2 in the morning

Walking through the hood yawnin

Theres ya chance, you took a glance

And respected the fact that Pacmans just a workin man

Your man who happens to be a hater said save that for later

Put a gun in his mouth, take all of his paper

Instead you said chill he is an entrepreneur

And if I hear that again Ill put your ass in a sewer

I feel like as if you re watchin over

A thug guardian angel, so far

Selfish me, leave you from a rope to dangel

Po-po beat your ass from all types of angles

You gotta sell crack just like your mens do

But I got money and still live miserable,

its hard to understand to, I live, didnt die,

Thanks to you it was a hell of a ride

Say why, dont lie

I feel like if youre watchin me on the streets of N.Y.

You swallowed your pride, i-ight I dont forget it

You struggle and hussle though you never sweat it

Yous Q.B.s finest, but honest, without the credit

No name, no fame, it was hard I bet it

But youre hard, you was built on anger

You gotta be my guardian angel



I used to fight everyday, gustle hennie away

Throwin my kidneys away, weed till the next day

You meant the world for me, for real

Cause you was rounded and spinnin and you gave me a deal

After my pops introduced us, kissed you in the chick

But fame tricked me to hit weed in the street

You back, as I think to my self now

Your twin friends whisperin, called you a damn clown

I got a game, see you in every town now

Triple double, everybody bow down

Damn, I bounce you everywhere I go

Even if I had a dribble hangin from a tight rope

Anyway sorry for cursin, but dude got me mad

And if I dont stand my ground I ll loose all that I had

Thats what is all about, peoples and bridges

Connecting destiny to will, over the riches

Understand? You always do

Probably was a part of the sold out crew, the whole crowd is you

But you never sold me out though youre a stranger

I wonder, are you my guardian angel?



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