Letras:
Killing Joke Calling

I hear the calling Carry across the landscape I hear it echo from every city to every village upon the earth From every rooftop to every mountain Calling

: Light that smoke, yeah, one for giving up on me And one just cause they?ll kill you sooner than my expectations To my favorite liar, to my favorite

the car Took a little trip to a fancy bar (What?) Got some gin, some juice, some coke I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke Took me to the crib, laid

what time it is Westside, Outlaw, Thug Life till we die California love, california thug You know what time it is Bad Boy Killa Mobb Deep Killa Chino XL Killa

: You know I'm ready, yes to rock steady my name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick and I'm what you might call a heretic yes, and I am from Nebraska my

on ah come up Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up? Come kill me hater, murder with

bonesaw on the backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my come choke The killing joke worn

bonesaw on the backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my come choke The killing joke worn

why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker! {*beat changes to 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"*} Kill Whitey! - Hahaha Kill Whitey! - Detroit!What?What? Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo Kill