Letras:
From Our Hands The Noise

I've got blood in my hair Their hands touch my body From everywhere But I know that I've made it As I run into the air And see...as our lives are in

hata Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1:] This sir, is the beef from

too many noises Invisible wires keeping us apart So many choices but the all disappointments And they only steal me away from you Climb into our private

away First tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday So you walk that way, I'll walk this way The future hangs over our

tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day So you walk that way, I'll walk this way And the future hangs over our

when the war is said and done, May heaven spare our lives For its only then we can return, To our loved ones and our wives We'll take them in our arms

out, 'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary. Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise

of hatred and sin Or all us people forget what we've been Our only hope's your victory kill that Satan who won't let us be Our only hope's your victory

mean. That you cani??t scream, or like loud noise, you got a choice, you have a voice. And just because you showed no love and hate on us you fucked our