Staring at my reflection, seeing the wrongs I?ve done In the face of rejection I should learn to hold my tongue So I?ll toss this robe so clean into the
Tradução: La caída de Ciegos. Sucio.
Staring at my reflection, seeing the wrongs I?ve done In the face of rejection I should learn to hold my tongue So I?ll toss this robe so clean into
of us can change if we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded
that, you can't have piece of mind of me, I thought I was right but really I'm wrong, in the end I was to blind to see, I was in the fast lane chasin'
't nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to (When the LAPD see you ridin' dirty dirty dirty
: Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night A tragic yet magickal fall from grace Too awful to taste
of falling in love. 'Cause you end up in the dust, every time... EVERY TIME! Now you see us all the same. Like our words are just a game, spitting lies... DIRTY
Doin' the slow slide into town, keep on going Darkness dancers get down, heavily hoping Stroking the stone soul, loving, drinking and doping Like a blind
dirty, wild and evil behind a dead end wall there's nothing left to see we just need a chance to stop and break away if you're blind and deaf you'll never
so scared to fall in love Cause you end up in the dush Everytime everytime Now you see us all the same Like our words are just a game Spitting lies, dirty
cryin shame, cryin shame. .. how women out herre use, they use the juice in vein - you hear me mayne Pimp juice is color blind, color blind ? color blind
s own" Oooooooooooooooh, shit, that's how we do it baby "Every day like this?" Seven dayy-ayyys .. I tell you three-sixty-five Winter spring and fall,
tin horn prayers Don't buy roses off the street down there Took it all and took the dirt road home Dreaming of Jenny with the light brown hair Night is falling
: erase the pictures from my mind eliminate the presence of your kind unloose the strings of instinct laws just to fall into some other jaws in pounding
: I was born in "Dirty Town", early heard the heavy sound Of pounding drums and loud guitars on the radio My mama always said to me "Boy it's time for
