I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washing her hair And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come looking for me When she finds
[Verse 1] Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice That's the path
Turn the drums up, turn my vocals up too I hear myself a li'l more, yeah, yeah, yeah More, more, more More, more, more Moto, moto, moto, moto Moto, moto
Another small town cat with a million dollar fetish Learned my first lesson in jail from a peasant Always seem pleasant, happy to be present Said he past
Yeah, two guns up motherfucker Yeah, niggaz runnin' around yappin' with dicks in they mouth My niggaz, shit is serious, L.O.X. Couldn?t even put three
I was born I was born I was born I was born in a concrete jungle and I learned to make my own way (Learned to make my own way) I was raised by streets
Yeah, yeah C'mon Let me tell you cats, get what I'm sayin' Snitchin' and squealin' and the underhand dealin' (That's how you get fucked up) Robbin' and
One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up 'Cause you know we're 'bout to rip,
(Glory hallujah we are marching on as we sing this song and it won't be long The man of Galilee will set us everyone free so get in the gloryland march
Yeah man, I'm glad to have this opportunity cuz I never get to sit down and chop it with y'all Man, face to face, so you know I definitely wanna get
There's nothing I'd like more than to let you in But now you're on the other side and there's no way... To feel your breath of life upon my face Cause
Be something that amounts to nothing the threat A wrecking ball plowing through our karma We have no confident voice in our ears for tonight Exist in
When flowers over gray silhouettes Don't seem to glisten and gleam with sweat And your heart just can't get there yet But ya keep on, keep on, keep on
Cry above a nameless grave But all that's there is motionless Angels sob with vermin's fangs A funeral dirge drifts slowly by Puppets they who come and
(konishi) Translators: andrei dos santos cunha Tokidoki Mayonaka ni denwa shite Anata wo muri ni sasoidasu Korekara doko ka ni yukimasho Asa made futari
A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun It is night,
Who's the leader of the club That's made for you and me M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E Hey! there, Hi! there, Ho! there You're as welcome as can be M-I-C-K-E-Y