Translation: Testament. C.o.t.l.o.d. (Curse Of The Legions Of Death).
I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And I don't really care which side wins As long as the room keeps singing That's just
Chorus Was ist los mit uns, ganz egal on kaff ob großstadtsumpf, das herz stirbt bald, knast und drogendunst, ich glaub fast der hass kommt
Ever since this began, I was blessed with a curse And for better or for worse I was born into a hearse I know I said my heart beats for you I was lying
This vacation's useless These white pills aren't kind I've given a lot of thought on this thirteen-hour drive I miss the grinding concrete where we
This vacation's useless These white pills aren't kind I've given a lot of thought on this thirteen-hour drive I miss the grinding concrete where we sat
, tryin' to get out of It's a curse, shaft it over, it's a curse I tell you, it's a curse, it's a curse It's a burden, that's a burden Operation mind
Just the other night Body twisted and unfound You know it's there lying They are too dead but the body don't mind Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh
family will If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will they aint crazy they don't know how insanity feel Don C just had a shorty so it's
Hear me now? Good (Blueprint 2, baby) The best times, it was the worst times It's 'The Gift & the Curse' R O C, yeah, number one, click here If you
Must be getting early Clocks are running late Paint-by-number morning sky Looks so phony Dawn is breaking everywhere Light a candle, curse the glare
I?d fuck you better than them niggas in ya world Lick that kitty kat til she purrs (Meow) Beat it up so bad you wanna curse me out If you top modelin
of you niggas could stop me And none of you niggas could hurt me If worse come to worse, I'ma get down and dirty Though the Ouija can't curse me, NWA
my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear Cock my nine and I'm out the window Drunk as fuck and high off that indo Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G. And
|Verse 1| Look, my gift (my gift), my curse (curse) Ima put it all out in one verse (yes) So ima start by asking niggas whats worse Going to a 9 to
that Damn he hot, you sure? That if you think I'm jiggy nigga Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga Yeah, S H E E K L O U C H B E sick in the
the blind industry minds Who never had the time Now kids press rewind to the top But legally I gotta show love Call me A, B and C, answers D All of the
Worse then Clinton in prime time I swear to you I'm not with Jill or Joyce Or Cyd or Sherry or Darlene or worse I'm not kissing you while inside I curse