tune. Recognize here comes your doom. There's no room for the wack. They be givin' a black eye to the game. But there's more than a thousand ways to get
Don't you tell me what to be you see 'Cos all I'll say to you is fuck off and die My life is mine, my body is me Fuck all religions, fuck off and die
months, behind the rent and i'm feeling like i'm somewhat bent well it could be, that not too long from now i could spend winter in a tent. [Chorus:] a
all the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one
we don't care what you say - fuck you! we don't care what you say - fuck you! you tell your friends that we're really sick. short hair fags on a commie
One, two One, two, three, four! I hate punk rock Because you really, really suck ???, I hate punk rock ??? tattoos and mohawks Don?t know ??? (I hate
m a go my winds again, I'm a fly again I don't know how, I don't know when but I'm a go my winds again, I'm a go my winds again I'm a fly again, I don
r'vanche. Y a qu'le chagrin qui est content. Vraiment, il y a de quoi rire. J'ai l'impression d'vouloir mourir. C'etait un histoire d'amour. C'etait
?t a scene; it?s a God damn arms race This ain?t a scene; it?s a God damn arms race This ain?t a scene; it?s a God damn arms race I?m not a shoulder to
it taste... shot it in her face She think I'm running game but game is already ran In a... pussy bomb... ... 3d camera and I'm a... in a blue... [Chorus
labyrinthe Conduit l'homme habile A des etreintes Loin du reconfort J'passe de sas en sas Et mes visites s'espacent Des ombres s'echinent A me chercher
: Quand un oiseau pleure On dirait qu'il chante encore On dirait du bonheur Qui jusqu'a moi s'endort On se fie trop des apparences (?) Quelqu'un pres
today Wants to try his hand at pop Have a record at the top All these records are lots of fun Concerts city style They all make you smile Ain't it all a
watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She
for a sign of life, a bringer of light. Forever wandering together through a world of violets. Ice everlasting. A full moon casting a purple veil enshrouding
there was a robb'ry. There was a holdup. Ooh, there was a shootout. And there was a killin'. And there's blood on my hands. Today i killed a man.
put the song on, they (they) all get DIZZY Uckin with the cattie again we get addict Chicks on my dick, and ill prolly get at it. Walk into the back with a
