Lyrics:
Centre
There was palm tree debris everywhere
And a Roman Colosseum
Isn't it boring when I talk about my dreams?
I'm in a building and I notice
That
Centre
There was palm tree debris everywhere
And a Roman Colosseum
Isn't it boring when I talk about my dreams?
I'm in a building and I notice
That
to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel
Boneless, word sound 'til I'm foamin'. Cybergenics wanted my genes for
clonin'. Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel
Trojans. More than civil suits
they gettin' cowardly
100 miles and runnin', I stay past them
They're tryna pull a fast one, no it won't happen
Open cuts, I'm trying to survive
strangers hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for
flip a to zinc
Plus, expensive like a roman mink, now think
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
An ugly thirty-six chamber degree, what, you want
Woah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yo, abara-yo, abara-yo, abara-yo, abara-yo-yo
Ah, yo, abara-yo, yeah
Yo brother, is back el 1, Young Roman
En quitarles
i miłe
Chce powrócić znów do nich nie utracić tych wspomnień
W głowie gdzieś dzięki romans myślę o nas
Miłość nasza gorąca tak wspaniale kojąca
Wiem
smaller
And the rest of boomtown is only getting taller
You've got ten miles of traffic and three hundred miles of roadway
And a million lights burning
Gather the people
Find out the new ways
To start a new phase
In a few days
In a new place
Crawled through the desert on naked feet
A mile long line
stranger's hand in a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer
Moje szpilki idę w nich ósmą milę
Próbowałeś je przymierzyć i się wywaliłeś
To nie tupot małych stóp tylko stukot moich butów
Co tam znów oglądasz
Bardzo
situation or mistake could separate us from Him
Why do you reject this truth?
Open up the book of Romans
Chapter One to Eight
Meditate on the word yeah
I see
had the power, all the Romans in my hands|But they still believed in their victory, so they rose again.|Guided by Scipio, thousand men of war |Came
without making a sound at one hundred miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers more ground than forests,
the only
yo hago esta mierda y enfóqueme
yo no me creo Aristóteles
pero estoy claro del sitio y los ordenes
medito entre todos los poltergeist
levito con miles
About 290 years after Christ a Roman
Emperor named Diocletian took over
He really grabbed the bull by
The horns he took over in a period of
Turmoil
I do what I do
Running through the hills
Trying to pay for my dues
Walk a thousand miles
In my moccasin shoes
Getting all my green
From these verdant
openin' for me, but they ain't even wanna see
Who I be, Nikko M-I-L-E-S
Yes, guess again
I been sneakin' over like Mexicans to the border
I ain't never cook
Gather the people
Find out the new ways
To start a new phase
In a few days
In a new place
Crawled through the desert on naked feet
A mile long line
'cause I've got 9 in the 2
And you think that you're hard
Know that you couldn't walk a yard
Much less a mile in my shoe
Most of the mandem shot 'Caine
flip a to zinc
Plus, expensive like a roman mink, now think
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
An ugly thirty-six chamber degree, what, you want
That's it, turn the page on the day, walk away
'Cause there's sense in what I say
I'm forty-fifth generation Roman
But I don't know 'em or care
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