Lyrics:
house In Heaven, let me be Somewhere close where I can hear R.W. sing for me. The road... the road... the road of Calvary. And, God, if there's an old
Hit up R.W. when he around Hard to relate when you under the ground Heart calling rape and it locked in the pound With no food in my plate
t'plomber J'veux mettre mon projet sur les plateformes J'préfer'rais l'mettre sur des formes bombées Rimer c'est mécanique R.W. écoute mes monologues
the other guys I waited for an hour and then I took a shower And headed over to R.W.'s house He's was there with a bottle and ready to go Just a lazy Sunday
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