Lyrics:
d’escriure un altre tema i averiguar què li passa al Vega
Fa quatre dies que estem sota zero
Surts de l’estudi i només veus camps, un gos que borda la boira
children play football in the camp
Everybody play football in the camp
And I play to my dog because I want to
All the girls everyday, everywhere, everybody
I
Enslaved to silence I
See the free
But in schiz I surely stay
It is much easier to
Change your tune
When you song ain't being played
Youth Camp
weapon we stayin' handless
Your camp's next, keep your knees hot
He let the cannon first the gamma burst
Make sand and dirt out of the planet Earth
For
Et si un jour elle se sépare
Et qu'on ait à choisir un camp
Ce serait le pire des cauchemars
Tout ça pour une histoire de langues
J'ai vécu mes
camps, the harbingers
Of mass annihilation. Behind it false gods view themselves as divine.
Morality dismantled through time. Behind it false gods
View
I remain unused to bleed the menace
That remains to fall
Don't take no summer vacation
That remains to fall
We refuse to work in your death camp
a frown - gatta keep your head up
'cause when you fuck wit' this camp - let's say you messed up
They told you in the beginning - don't try ta test us
of the road
Gettin' harassed by po-po's
Bucktown
Home of my be -see-see
And everybody that I roll with, the family
Boot Camp's the way of life for a loner like
blown, run for cover, it's just another
Boot Camp bomb, sound the alarm, I'm with Sluggah
[Chorus]
Everything is real, aka the nature
Everything is
administration deceive the population
Start the next generation by artificial insemination
Contaminate stations, for music in the making
Concentration camps
We set fire that you never wanted
To your camp and to your home
Too late for crying and too late for your prayers
We set fire to the world
Make
Do-do-do-do-do-do-it
There's a place, special place
People used to go in space
Challenger we go so far
Up in space camp to the stars
Take
[echo]
Forever ghetto
Necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw thug niggas
Never left the boot camp
[Verse 2: BuckShot & Cocoa Brovas]
I'm a nigga for
Hey you there gbe mi gbe mi gbe mi
You are now rocking with the SDC it's the Show Dem Camp
Omo yes indeed
Wait wait
Dabadabadab dadada
Se o fe wonu
só peitola
É gelo na cara três, capa deitei
Dois dedo mobile, vai virar clipada
Terro dos camp, perigo pra taxa
Peito também mata, pergunta pro
the earth tremble
Lamentations and cries are here
And shake the military camp
The fire enemy
Krushed, Krushed grind
No compassion or pity
Total disdain For
before they try and market this shit as a brand, stop
Before my whole damn camp's on
Known as the Frankston Line Champ
And each fan thanked by hand, before
On te recrute comme Adecco (rah, wo)
Avocat demande plus de trois vingt
Obligé de remettre les gants (wo)
La balle sera pas dans ton camp
Donc j'y
le passer calmement
Derrière on dit que tout fout le camp mais
J'y crois gentiment
Je sais pas si on peut prendre tout le temps
J'préfère le passer
don't know what you're for
But I line up overnight
Camp out, lose my mind
Just know - I could not want you more
I wanna be cute with you
I wanna be cute
I
on hoe
See the stacks in my pocket
DA oomp camp gettin bigger
I'm Baby D or you can call me that nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Now hold on hoe
who gon be
cross the camp, you best to bail cuz you provokin' a bear
Never start lovin' bitches legs until I opened a pair
But now I'm fiendin' for the pussy,
we strapped
(what!)
Boot camp's thick in this bitch
Guard ya melon or catch a swellin from some old stiff shit
[starang]
Niggas get crushed into dust,
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