Lyrics:
his belt
Right at the moment heard footsteps coming pass
I said shit, slide my hand in his pants and grabbed the strap
He jecked it from me quick
was a classic it was made by Marqb
Thinking you can finish me
Well you can't even start me
Put in my all year every single heart beat
Put in my all year
will be hear me
And all the crowd comes in day by day
No one stop it in anyway
And all the peacemaker turn war officer
Hear what I say
Police
a look book
Said, you ain't f***in' with a young fresh a** n****
Fashion police should arrest that n****
Okay, okay, kay, kay, okay
I'm with a model a**
Dear Tyre
I'm so saddened by news of your death.
It's not fair that you were taken away from your family in such a brutal and senseless way.
You
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
If you smokin Reggie Bush
Then you cannot smoke with me
If you wear Fila, prada
Then you can’t walk in with me
If you ain’t stuffin up a blunt
Then
HELL THEATER - THE END OF THE BEAST
(Solo: Axx)
Susan came in front of her sons
Mike was serious and Mary weeping
Where did you going dad? Why not
The River of Shoes
Juan Kiroga
There’s a pile of shoes in the museum.
Shabby, dirty, dusty shoes.
And they bring you the waves of footsteps
These police will shoot you dead in your own place
Make a story up
Write it they own way
With a bunch of fucking lies to make you look insane
Surviving
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
follow Your footsteps, take it day by day
Living to know You, I'll do whatever You say
And I've seen the heartache, but through Christ, I have been set
staring at me blindly
In the twenty-first century music is made for those who aren't listening
Strangers walking by every-day staring down below at me
'cause I will be laughing
I'll be rejoicing
'cause I am finally free
Ha ha ha ha
Footsteps
In my house
Don't look through the window
You'll just find me
when she asked if I was in a band
I drive with a .45 in my pants
I would've been a Crip if I'd have followed Dad's
Footsteps, no press, I don't play
go to sleep, my dead end angel
say good-night dear precious one
for I know you're empty-handed
and all the police carry guns
whisper to me in
We're gonna need
Her talk to her, convince her to get in
And let's do this
(Who the fuck are you?)
Ayo, listen ho I require your services
Don't shutter
they are, they're coming!
This is the police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
The years was rollin' by . . .
Listen to that mess, would
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below;
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
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