Letras:
The Rapture Don Go Do It

don gon do it. You're gonna make me cry. You're gonna don gon do it. You're gonna make me fly. You're gonna gon don do it. You're gonna make me cry. You

the rapture Assumed it was written [? ] women Poppin this trigger Think the whole world think of us trippin I don't know why and I don't know what it

ve been recruited! I'm the general that your boy saluted. (that your boy saluted!) Give you a minute to see how we do it (how we do it!) You've never

they do Oh, oh, oh, you got to go straight through Occasion Avenue Brother, dare not look left or right (Coaxing your eyes, poisoning your mind) Brother, don

s spinnin' are savin' my mind Flash is fast, Flash is cool Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do And you don't stop, sure shot Go out to the parking lot And

freeway motherfucka! (It was all a...) Fuck all these demons. (It was all a...) I spoke my mind and it liberated me motherfucker. Fuck all these demons. (It

spinnin? are savin? my mind Flash is fast, Flash is cool Francois sez fas, Flashe? no do And you don?t stop, sure shot Go out to the parking lot And you

it pound So faith, don't fail me now So faith, don't fail me now If you touch my heart You can feel it poundin' So faith, don't fail me now So faith, don

of my Kung Fu grip And if you want my title - it would be suicidal From my end - it would be homicidal When I do work - you get destroyed All the