Lyrics:
Straite, who are you...It's I.Q. ...taking
These crews out by twos making moves to confuse....who could
Refuse the
Flave the way we shape it like
friends
My body smiles inside itself
I know who my enemies are
Now running is forbidden
My hunting has taken another
Bloody way...
Treachery! no, no more
By B. Brown/W. Johnson
I've been around the world
A couple of times or maybe more
I've seen the sights, I've had delights
On every foreign
the game by now so consider me as an all-star.
Big Chan, I'm Big in Japan
don't sweat the loot yet dawg, I'll spit in advance
after all three NATION's fam
than
You can count on your hand
Grandma would have me in church all day
But saw god for the 1st time with pops in AA
Playing games with his 1 day sober
Huele a dinero every time you pass by me (woah)
Mi flow es caro como el petróleo (sí)
Sigo expandiendo mi portafolio
Inversiones con mansiones en
kisses stolen in the dark
Rooftop romance. Sugar by the shore.
Summer in New York
What a time we had!
Gone from good to bad
Remember how we would strut
They're all fleas under the carpet,
Stepped on by the boots of time.
Clinging to their own fanaticismsm,
Their systems always in line.
Racial slurs
濡れた頬の涙悔しそうな 走り叫んだ疲れ切った night
不安と疲労とで脳内崩壊 だけど君は笑う that's all right
誰かのせいにしてちゃつまらないや 清く逞しく心と共に
いつだって変わるのは自分だろ
明日を見るため one more time
人生は Ride or Die
La,
a side to see from every different way
And the people keep on doin? what they?ll do
Cause all you?ve done is what you do by the time the day is through
Christ, by highest heaven adored;
Christ the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of the favored one.
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead
Oh yeah
Ever wonder about what he's doing?
How it all turned to lies?
Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why
Oh
Where there is desire
to the newborn king!"
Christ, by highest heaven adored
Christ the everlasting lord
Late in time behold him come
Offspring of the favored one
Veiled in
The clouds are red
The sky is black
Let's dive into the night before it's over
Just give me one more cigarette
And if you want it now
We'll
Once superstition's spent -
You gotta know,
We want our brothers back.
The hurt came down
From the clear blue sky.
The sands of time
Went rushing by
hears the time tick by
He's got cigarettes and coffee
He's got little bean bag ashtrays
He's listenin' to Bonanza, but the clock has got his eye
It starts at four
I’m at the door
It’s high five
Never more alive
It licks six
Break the crucifix
Oh seven
Exit heaven
We’ll meet up there
Shine
on and pass it by
Kiss me good night
Three stripes on a yellow cloth
A fake tattoo that won't wash off
You are more than what you lost
Kiss me good night
I
Oh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
One more time
Uh-merica, Uh-merica
Uh-merica, Uh- merica
Oh, there's nothing like emptying
life away
I sit down feeling faint while chemical smiles
Get more fake with every forced time
All alone crying out “Please, save me now!”
Voices speak,
I throw away a million days
Just for one more time to baile with you
Feel de rhythm set ya body free, and put it pon me
I like the way you move
they're flashing by
Standing in the ruins of our lives
We are born in different places
Scattered 'cross a million spaces
Unified our hearts will beat as one
a one more song
At the happiest place on earth that I have found
When my pickin' friends come around
When my pickin' friends come around
And an empty bed by a window...curtains spread
In an old home across the road dwells no-one
But in days gone
I know a man who would shatter
If you told him
It's
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