I've unplugged my brain Unjacked my psyche. I've Stopped being crazy but one of very few. I wont Sell my freedom for Things I never wanted, Won't be
is the time you should realize there is no such thing as a second chance Are you one of those people that still belive the unicorn exists You're officially off
ترجمه: پسران Beastie. خاموش توری.
ترجمه: در شبکه. مستقیم از بالا.
ترجمه: Susperia. خاموش توری.
your socks off baby News flash ya boyfriend a knock off baby Ok, Real shit he can get knocked off baby I'm like a champagne top I'm ready to pop off baby
select meat, gucci sneaker recipe light up the nestle Bless me es-pecially, play where vettes be seen a Green beemer, lightin cheeba Side swipe adina dressed like a liter style off
socks off baby News flash ya boyfriend a knock off baby Ok, Real shit you can get knocked off baby I'm like a champagne top I'm ready to pop off baby
to build Get off like Sam Jack' and it's 'Time To Kill' In perseverance I'ma find a meal and provoke My gramps used to trick off big papers at the riverboat
had them fiends steady blowing up my celly, trying to get it any means niggers ...in the kitchen working up the triple beans burging ounces off the birdie
eons, and eons While many think that they can never play out Get trapped in a time frame and never find their way out I stay off the dramatization and
fuck ya Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah!) Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard, stomp that ass out like a million man march Sawed off shot gun
Dennis, we'll stop y'all Fuckin wit a top dog I mock y'all Off your feet got your bitch like a food stamp Aint graduate from boot camp Fell off into
deacon's hopeful eulogy. At least in dying you don't have to deal with new wave for a second time. After your party we got off the grid. We just couldn
town Play me unintended, circus clown Looking for a someone just like you, girl But now the stars are going out An old familiar house are falling off the grid
actions Observe the magnetic attraction and it's time for some grid Iron rap, action-packed grudge match Tough act to follow, hard copy novel, throw you off
with this hatchet and flaming spear I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the fuck off I've got a windmill to tackle, son, polish my gun off My hot
they broke me I can see the lines open shutters And the leaves flocked on a grid That's what they made my hero say But nothin' gets me off so completely