Lyrics:
(just slam)
And find the beat
And pump your fist
And do the dance
(everybody do the slam) [x2]
Slam, slam
Everybody slam
The A*Teens
petites m'adorent
Négro créa pyramide avant Pythagore
Depuis que j'suis là les boussoles indiquent le Sud
J'suis un fist-fucking, t'es un fils de pute
Si
Of a clenching fist
Go on, when the whole world around you
Is falling to pieces
There is still something left
To hold on to
Neigborhood bums up in our alley playin fist games
[Chorus]
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in
I die, my fist is up I lead
This my fight I figure
Victim now Ali
This a fortune teller yelling I'mma be
Save my soul
Save my soul
Save my soul
Save
slipping away
The road you paved is crumbling
An iron fist
A stone heart
Screaming the same old song
Never (never!)
Showing (showing!)
Never showing heart!
upon yourself
I did not ask for any of this
I know violence is never the answer
This time, I had to use my fists
You acted so surprised
How
Middle of nowhere
Finally you can breathe
Nobody knows your name
It's easier
Shut your eyes tightly
Clench your fists 'til they almost bleed
I can't fight with my fists, I bring spiritual knowledge
I'm not hardcore, but my foundation is rock solid
We're in critical times, criminal minds
Maybe, with my fists I throw a stone
Shallow, graves fill up without regret
Broken, promises we all forget
I can't push it all away
Every minute every day
name n' haters get mushed.
Bitch-s lust, Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cut, The lady give her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture
affliction.
My happiness of my ignorance a blaring contradiction
Tongue in cheek and fist in hand, blind without direction
I'm fucking lost on MTV, bleeding for
So, raise your fist and
Let god take control
It's not religion it's a secure option
There is no other way to be saved
fists
I'm licensed to kill for your pleasure
In your name, I bring the deepest pain
Else I fall victim to the fists of time
It seems our blood is worth no more than mud
But that's a blessing isn't it?
And of course I give into it
the world your pitch black disguise.
Sing the songs they sing,
The words you don't mean.
When's the last time you looked inside?
Raise your fist and pray
Eyes squinting, claret still pouring,
Fists clenched, grasping, crying out calling,
Lungs gasping, absorbing endorphin,
We this unsuccessful abortion,
a hospital
With particles from me to all of why'all, relaxation enta this
Knocked down operation, yo, my fist you kissed
You wish you was in my list
I
Sonic boom
You'll suck the birth of me
And my translucent enemies
I'd lose my legs for you
I'd raise my fist for you
Ten times the might of fashion
fists using innocence, again.
You always were the one to easy the pain,
Filling my heart with the Novocain.
I said where'd you go tonight,
Oh where
and some eat
Some are stupid and some teach.
I flip a fist full of coins into a wishing well
Now there's hope for us all.
digested shit
Turn around and suck this:
Iron fist with an iron will
BECAUSE I'VE SEEN IT BEFORE
FISTS THROWN OVER WORDS
AND I FOUGHT BEFORE
AND IT NEVER CHANGED A THING
of this country, see
How we shake our fists angrily
For the love of this country, see
We are so
but what can I say
(oh)
Run and hide
(no)
How can I be
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