day don't know how, don't know what to say is it medicine or social skill? don't have answer and nobody will do it screaming or without a word being sane is
day Don't know how, don't know what to say Is it medicine or social skill? Don't have answer and nobody will Do it screaming or without a word Being sane is
Tradução: The Knife. ¿Es la medicina.
NO raggedy Andy and Andy no it can't be, it can't be Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny It's Satan in black satin panties This is Amityville
again So I can give him a taste of his own medicine He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen
why I can't decipher what life I'm in I might pull a knife on your wife and slice her and dice her then It sounds so enticing, isn't it nice when I'm
what we made It is delicate and lovely But it's a weight above me And your words are like weapons But you'll keep them inside They cut like a knife
nothingness, So terrified of what will be Tomorrow is the day, I can't back out But I'm scared of what will happen to me They say a simple procedure It
right sure he killed it, whatever it is. Three is the best I can do and it hurts. But since this is Christmas and you're the Priest..." he slipped three
once tried, but in those angels and bamboo they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up, *puff* Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a
this?) Keep it on and on and on and on and.. KnowhatI'msayin? Big Nas, Grand Wizard, God what it is? (What it is like?) Hah, knowhatI'msayin? Yo
the knife back in the medicine cabinet. put the knife back in the medicine cabinet. put the knife back in the medicine cabinet. put the knife back
Respect Callin Young Folks A Bunch A No Good Rejects And I Walk On An Eye For An Eye I Can?t Recognize The Man In The Mirror Is It I, It Is I Now
wind for my sail Can't be the rest Let others waste my time Owning success is the bottom line. Like a knife into flesh After life is to death Pulling
incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands seen early graves Victims of wordly ways, memories stays engraved All my live brothers, is
