: You're not the color of fresh snow buried under the trees, but your skin, your skin reminds me of a forest without leaves. I fantisized my true divide
: Eyes full of hate, quick to condemn Just stay in the dark and wait for an end You don't really care, it's jut give and take Keeping the distance, keeping
: Conform - It's only need Distort - Not what it seems Resort - To the deed Report - To the machine Modern day vendor that sells you hell A line is
: Rapid transit Star wars Traffic jam No wax floors TV dinner Nuclear reactor Cordless phone Max factor Modern world [x2] Space shuttle Microwave
: How can you be So quick to condemn By word or rumor Heard from a friend? One can't believe All that one hears It's your decision And not your peers
: We won't mention names But why don't you ever shut up? You're constantly talking And I just can't keep up Conversations a joke Is your head made of
: Old battered building Ready to condemn High valued property Expensive piece of land Half fill with tenants All poor on welfare No heat or electricity
: Suit and tie guy With his fashion phases And his quarterly raises Feels he's better than you and me Suit and tie guy Thinks he's real cute In the
: I call you up You've got nothing to say I get the hint And I'm blown away Been gone, gone too long I've been gone too long [x2] You must see me In
hope for priests and preachers Here is heresy for all So, man unkind will perish In a final fiery blaze Or suffocate himself slowly In his smoggy yellow haze [Chorus x4
: A pretty young girl from the Oakland hills Stole her dad's car and all her mom's pills Got all fucked up and drove off a cliff Ended up dead, dead
: Yeah! I hear that dark masked voice that I thought I only dreamt about. It tells all of my fears to everyone else, and conveys it's wants to me, (
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: 1,2,3,4 Kiffa: Ehi ehi mezzo milione in tasca sai che gia sicuro ma ne basta solo uno per mandarti a fanculo diritto stiffo solamente Kiffa con il
: {*scratched*} "tit - tit tat" [Intro - Fabolous] (Pharrell) Uh! (hah! hah! hah! hah-hah!) Uh! (hah! hah! hah! hah-hah!) Uh! (hah! hah! hah! hah-hah
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: Most of these rap niggas be fakin Im talkin the throng chases I diss em on any basis Throw patrons and steal my faces Stay blunted like jamaicans The
: [talking: The Game] From the top. [clears throat] Back again mothafuckas. It's 3 Am in the mornin', like what? Niggas can't fuck with me man. West