Lyrics:
Footsteps draw near (Could this be it?)
Is my death now here (Could this be it?)
Who's this that's come for me in this dying and desperate state?
Lay
to shine through blind you
And define who you are in your lost state
That will be revealed even if it comes across late
Remember, listen with your heart,
see you niggas movin' waste
T your nigga mama but they love me in the states
Cash cow Jacuzzi, man I had to raise the stakes
I need matchin'
Conseal your fear
Wipe off your sweat
There's no regret
You're erasing the light
No reason to fight
Remaining in state darkness
We insist on free
Rien qu'ca cogne ca c'est la politique de Sharon
Ariel comme la lessive, noir de sentiment
Blanchit par les médias et les States comme adoucissant
Et pour que tu achètes on te fait un clip stupide
Un copié collé de ce qui se fait aux states
Et ainsi font, font, font les petites marionnettes
Un
fa, poi tutti appresso
Schiacciati sotto strati di insicurezza e successo
Come cibi colorati in un sacchetto Tesco
Chissà di che parlate quando state
My blood was cold than the states of new Orleans
And drink it, it's a bit wild
My faith returned from tortures pushed side back
All I ever done
it back and roll
Only lines I stay in dot the road
Living out of my left pocket
Out-of-state plates
Gotta take my notches with me
Rented room,
act funny
I ain't afraid to change lines, state, date, or face
I'm option two when you skate or die but still survive on basslines
At least for
we went from day to day
Trying not to state what was clear
For both of us to see
If it had to come to an end
Then why not do it with
A shred of honesty
words if ever you should leave me
I am at your service
That I should have the option to live in your life
See the state of your society
Well I remain
out before you take me out
And I've got the state of mind that can prove it
This time I'll stand through the winter, last through the night
Just
but I can't with the state I'm in
Oh is there a future is there a time when you and I will be alright?
You catch my eye in the mirror
(She's the only
to wind
We were hangin' with our best mates
Getting in a right state
Drunker than a box of skunks
Flirting with the bar maid
Tryin' to get the bill
me?
Make no mistake, the winds have changed
And I'll be catching the resulting tidal waves
On an empty slate to the landlocked states
mère, on préfère tripoter
J'pars vite en besogne, j'ai vidé mes comptes, j'me suis barré aux States (L.A. bitch)
Plus rien dans les poches j'avais pas
first State of the Union
You never know your future
They built the Berlin Wall
The year that I was born
A trial in Jerusalem
We lost Hemmingway
from State Farm
Get girls, but the hooker said you paid for it
Me and Rice in a house with like eight floors
Ride your brother's nuts, you're
Hoping in our present state of pure disdain
Kings afraid of guillotines
Cower in the shadows
As they bring the faithful from theirs knees
Sabber
Jetzt kommt der United States of A-Fucker
Sucker, weil ich Bitches an die Wand tacker'
Drück' den Buzzer Junge, denn du fütterst mein' Racker
in the liar society
You not as fly as me
The only music head that never slept with Superhead
Although I heard she suck like state troopers and feds
Is
français, et petit flow des states
Je fais le ménage, j'viens mettre des balayettes
Toujours un couvre chef, un paire de jojo à mes yep
Pour mesurer mon
And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life
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