Lyrics:
fotku kde dáva cecky do placu
Je to hnus, je to tupota jak lusk, opičia riť miesto úsť
Ani za milión plus by som sa ťa nechytil, živý blud
Na trblietky
Yea, yea, in the end it come down to this. Choice is an illusion, created by those with power.
The committee has the final say. (X4)
We startin'
Yea, yea, in the end it come down to this. Choice is an illusion, created by those with power.
The committee has the final say. (X4)
We startin'
Until your brain can't think for itself, it's just driven by the rage inside
Best not slip like a baby on ice
Some man are sharp to react like Arabian
You're a pinwheel spin a butterfly flutter by
Emotion gathers no moss
And you're made of tin, no heart and soul
Nothing's gonna stop you from
naught but ragged sighs
The only words a whisper soft reflected in your eyes
I'll kiss you 'neath the silken sky, where fox and hare run free
But I may
winter to come
when you leave the only certain trail
all of the signs of life
leave their details
the fox will pee right in the snow
and that's how you
deliver
Uh, out in Russia you might shiver
See the moonshine inside my liver
George shot Lenny by the river
(Uh)
Dipping tobacco inside of my lip
They got issues entertaining me
Let them take the fall I get a medal for my bravery
Buy looseleaf by the crop life ain’t no game
This an arcade to me
My
and making some noise, we'll fuck around flag yo ride
Treat this hoe like a doctor, cause I fuck up, I'm into breaking her spine
Put his bitch ass on Fox
my chips
Stare a bitch down when I rock my whips(UH!)
Knowin that you hate me on the low, cock glock by dicks
Stick me for the ice on my wrists
Keeps
Whenever she is weary
She climbs uphill
And crosses a dark trail
And there she finds the fox in the wooden glade
She lies by a rock and she's
As your hounds take the wild fox down
You're wicked, ugly
[?] placed at your side
The black thorns might be smarter
But then they might be free
Like
against the stereo-mono-typical
Visualising wealth is not applicable
Now, my brain cries out for me to read
With movement inspired by Johnsy D and Benjy
whatever it's called
And you were a dream, and I was a concrete wall
There's a fox in the snow, alone by a fence
But the fence's too tall, now it's making
Russian roulette, the chamber's spinnin'
Death by my own manslaughter
I'm going out like Ernest Hemingway and his sister
And his brother and his father
to stare
Who cares, I double-dare
Fulton [Name], pay a fare when you're comin through
Everyday I get saluted by gods on the boulevard
In my mind I know
Lying in wait they come
Dressed in red of course having fun
Trumpets blow height of their day
Fox will die if they have their way
[Chorus]
enormously, Sir!
First words don't go in the top drawer
Scofflaws, taxidermied fasion fox paws
And rock watch dogs, from live at the cat climber
Where I
Watch me while I stand here
Watch my feet, my stance, my body language
I'm not someone to be messed with
I'm a fox on a mission
You know
beepin', so the fellas don't lose me
Sly as a fox, sippin' juice on the rocks
When I get on the roll, I can never be stopped
When I'm good I'm good,
They don't need a partner to swing (X6)
"More cash in my hand" - Grand Puba
Verse 2:
Surrounded by more mysteries than the stone henge
Warning your
will get the prey
Pray for your life that you get away
Weigh out the pros and then the cons
Confusion will just lead you on to the slaughter, by
I met a fox the other day
When I asked how much she cost, I had to pay
All of a sudden I brought her home
She's one hundred kilos dressed in
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