Letras:
3 Wake Pig

: Here - follow Hollow are these haunted hills Far below the ground Searchers in the deep reveal That you could have been Caught up in All those empty

: I was dreaming of this place Where the earth and sky did blaze And everywhere I'd run The fire so high in the sky Couldn't find the sun Wake up, soldier

: This is the night of living dead They crowd the streets In search of who they are And when it's time to go to bed You can hear them breathe Like choking

: Torn apart Begging the forgiveness of your heart No words can provide Ours is a deeper truth inside You called me out Now all the tides are turning

: This is a story of a Roller coaster child In the city living Where there once was wild (wild) I'm not the enemy Not defending thee The place where

: Gentlemen, how'd you get up there? How you gonna get down? Sweeping all the search lights above Over the ground And I shudder to think That this is

: [Instrumental]

the lock in Chillin' with the House Of Pain Blood stains the ground Huh, I jump around I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig cause a pig

gots the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill [Chorus] I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig cause a pig