Letras:
Action Action Smoke And Mirrors

You?re a cheap killer, and I?m getting sick of it God's dead, and all bets have waived they?re rights All is fair in love and time, who will win the

flicks, you're a cheap killer, and I'm getting sick of it. God's dead, and all bets have waived their rights, all is fair in love and time, who win the

What's ya name? Anderson, the family's here The one that you love, and hate and fear And whatchya do? Known to party every night and day Try to make

ya livin' like that And ya pockets are fat? 'Cuz you're a playa and you're pimpin' hoes So tell me how does it feel when ya money ain't right And ya

the state and make us nervous even though some conform and join your service you're presidency's the biggest joke but where the laugh I always smell the gun smoke

The awkward girl with a broken heart Smashes her mirror until it fracture Leaning down she picks up a shard And ponders to question her actions A selfish

,and we makin' the cash It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey Locc and Bad Ass Sittin' back,and we makin' the cash It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey Locc and Bad Ass

choking Smoking weed and leaves with Albanian thieves Together plotting up schemes that we all believe Mad tricks up the sleave and We know when you're coming and

, as you will see it is a mirror. To some it is the mirror of Dreams, where every passion, desire and action flit through the still Spaces behind its