ترانه:
Rotten Sound Days To Kill

around, it won't be in there No one will save us from our misery Inside this depressive state Possessed minds, blinded ways And monstrous days to kill

I hear we livin in the last days it?s revelation and you best get right with God or else hell is waitin the world is conin to an end /everyday it?s a

. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret

landlord's dead, you can keep the rent You got twelve fine friends but one of 'em's rotten There's a hole out back, ain't got no bottom Forty days in

a plastic bullet. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me

[Trugoy:] (Vibes... Vibrations...) Yeah... Check the vibe y'all, vibe y'all... (Vibes... Vibrations...) Dirty, rotten tooth Select from the sound booth

But to stay more in to kill, with they pressures to conform To an established lifestyle said to constitute the norm Believe that and it's on, in these days

[Trugoy:] (Vibes... Vibrations...) Yeah... Check the vibe y'all, vibe y'all... (Vibes... Vibrations...) Dirty, rotten tooth Select from the sound booth

Mos Def) *Trugoy:* (Vibes... Vibrations...) Yeah... Check the vibe y'all vibe y'all... (Vibes... Vibrations...) Dirty rotten tooth Select from the sound