Lyrics:
copperas vas pal ollo coge un pase pa fuera Yo no voy con esa mierda ni promuevo el abuso Muerte a los que no sirven y a los guardias corruptos U gotta
We'll find colored glass On the beach Amongst the stones And maybe We could stay here all day In Copperas Bay Never get old And maybe Well find
Cadilac on 22's Choppin blades in a 84, Killeen Texas, that's my influence! Ridin round in Copperas Cove, taking notes from my uncle Kareem Taught me how
excuses, excuses, excuses make excuses for eating your young let's lick the wounds and find out where we came from when copperas has faded I hope you'll
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