!! Chorus: Smell all that funk (Out ya mouth) I can smell your breath (Make ya shout) Do you smell your breath (Holler out) What's up with your breath
Tradução: Destiny's Child. El olor de su aliento.
fondled, asses get rubbed See that nigga ass up with my wild style child I never get booed on stage like I'm Destiny's Child I'm too "Dirrty" for Christina
to stay to die beside the thieves Kill the king of the world to be And now to you this will come a purifying pestilence More noxious then the serpent's breath
connected But not in categories cuz that's the devil's story symbols of cannibalism ruin your vision and thoughts formulate in your mind with no precision
No need for confession Now you wish you had a god To stop your demolition Crushing the bones of the hundred folds Swinging the judgement hammer Man, woman, child
need for confession Now you wish you had a god To stop your demolition Crushing the bones of the hundred folds Swinging the judgement hammer Man, woman, child
my blessed life Now you'll know why Deth Was summoned here tonight I'll recall my perils They'll kill me in pride No, I can't run away There's no place
