Letras:
Guess Who Sour Suite

Don?t wanna listen to my telephone ring Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing Not this morning Don?t wanna think about the night before Or maybe it

field Somebody don't want my face in tha place, for 96 shits slick Got me clean, lookin' fresh, dogs be scratchin' at my chest Under the order of who? Guess who

was never known Who controls the Terrordome, the member hearts made of stone Who love only what they own [Invincible] Stay on your toes for a true bruise description Match blue suits

to make my pocket's bigger I'm lookin ta do this just gimme the cue and I'm willin He scooped up, suit me up boost me ups so now I guess we're chillin