game, self-deception Deceit and lies gonna rule the game Black soul you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul-eating plaque Black soul
, self deception Deceit and lies, gonna rule the game Black soul, you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul eating plaque Black soul
, self-deception Deceit and lies gonna rule the game Black soul you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul-eating plaque Black soul
Tradução: Running Wild. Negro del alma.
it Something you might like now all-star bound yeah your so sound cool as the blue water all around from a force field flashing somebody is sending black
got no love in my soul Don't fuck with me know who i be Lachat that murdering hoe {t-rock} I got him running from my slugs wrath Niggas get they mugs
got no love in my soul don't fuck with me know who I be LaChat that murdering hoe [T-Rock] I got him running from my slugs wrath niggas get they mugs
self into the wild hunt I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt The horned god take me through infernal
its soul from binding chains The stallion's running fast right into the sun The blood is pumping in its veins Call of the wind, soul's running free Call
night - my life's a cartoon of black and white I'm sick of this paint on my face! I'm always the one to make the show - a laughing clown, wings black
Me Smile I Like Inflicting Pain I Am Insane! I Am Insane! Running Wild a?? Collecting Lives a?? I Got A Passion For The Kill Look Into My Eyes See My Tainted Soul It's Black
Cause nigga's be killing me My nigga's be buck wild and I be filed since a juvenile Nigga I got too many styles (Ken Dawg) I got to be fast nigga didn't see these niggas running
into the Wild Hunt. I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt The horned god take me through infernal
But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away It's foul in the street, criminal in the street Little child running wild
t got no love in my soul don't fuck with me know who I be LaChat that murdering hoe {T-Rock} I got him running from my slugs wrath niggas get they mugs