Lyrics:
Rachanee, left Egos at the door
The next day that insane little Ruski declared war
Gon' for a Mo, back in L.A. to open Closure Cafe
On the anniversary of that
what she saw that day was that the garden had bloomed into a vibrant image of hope.
[A Little Italian Farm]
War Correspondent 3:
This is the story
This is different
Wild mob, demons
Six six six six six six six six
Sin day, I'm alive but I ride
With the dead ones them
All day
Six six six six six
fake as them
Got me go and stay strong, me one day a front
My mama tell me: "Boy you can't lose"
Min bror, vi' op, min bror, vi' op
Der' ikk' noget tid
go and stay strong, me one day a front
My mama tell me: 'Boy you can't lose'
Min bror, vi' op, min bror, vi' op
Der' ikk' noget tid til at spild'
trading
Hail your master Satan
Jesus came to change it
Gave his life as payment (Blood)
Everywhere we go
It's a war for your soul
Christ already won
flops
Six top model chicks, who is this hot?
J-A, ladies help me say it now
Y-Z, mami why you playin with me?
Ride with me, get high as me
It's how
like GW with a war smile
Man has evolved in so many ways
We can kill 20 million in so many days
Violence is humanity's ball and chain
We're fighting
case)
All assuming murder case so I know that (It's a murder case)
And I'm concluding murder case cannot fall back (oh it's a murder case)
I want no war
You know imma get it
War everyday this shit Armageddon
6 figures yeah we paid now I need figure 7
Tell the teller Andale I gotta go buy a necklace
VVS
flops
Six top model chicks, who is this hot?
J-A, ladies help me say it now
Y-Z, mami why you playin with me?
Ride with me, get high as me
It's how
The days I forgot you're living now!
When I was broke without a know-how
This isn't Batman with pow boom kapow
Duck heads say I'm must take a vow
Mom
Every day I plead the Blood of JESUS
Only thing that keep away the demons
Salt of the world yeah I'm seasoned
Ready for war: 6 Ephesians
Gotta endure
your chest seven days a week
And add a foot for good measure you'll be seven feet deep
It goes 10-9-8-7-6-5-4
3-2-murder 1 lyrics at your door
someone to cover your six
Because your twelve may very well be tricked
If you want to survive I can only say
Plan ahead and you might live another day
Let
There's only 6 shopping days left until Christmas
There's only 5 shopping days left until Christmas
There's only 4 shopping days left until Christmas
There's only 8 shopping days left until Christmas
There's only 7 shopping days left until Christmas
There's only 6 shopping days left until Christmas
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure
They can come
War
War
We bout to go up the score
Pass me my body of amour
Pray to Him if I need more
War
War
We bout to go up the score
Pass me my body of amour
dem start up the revolution and the war
Me nah go put no triple six inna mi head you must be mad
One day me must have to dread you mus si fool
Me
Deutschen Hip Hop kenn ich in-und auswendig
Aber nachdem ich Rene getroffen hab
War ich mir nich mehr so sicher
So viel hat er mir zu sagen gehabt
Aber hört
don,t want no war
No WAR
We don,t want no war
No WAR
All we want is Peace
Keep the peace
We stand to our root to say
No to war in those days even today
Dis a war, yeah
But until that day
The dream of lasting peace
World citizenship
And the rule of international morality, yeah
Will remain in but
War, di war, di war!
It's the Armagiddeon.
Taking place in iration, in iration.
War, di war, di war!
It's the Armagiddeon.
Taking place inna
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