Твой крик в тумане, растворился след Не зажечь огня, не найти приют И ты не знаешь свой парад планет Он ещё вдали, там тебя не ждут Твой белый день, твой
Кто-то заметил, а кто-то спросил А третий запишет ответ Я так надеюсь, - тебе хватит сил Ну, а может быть-нет Кто-то был первым, а кто-то вторым Но я
Ты чувствуешь неба холодный контроль И снова приходит забытая боль Ты помнишь тепло чьих-то близких и ласковых рук Мелькают на тени похожие дни Бессмысленной
"They call me Superman..." "They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq, where you at?" "They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq, where you at?" [Shaquille O'Neal
You're the one nigga Who's a dumb nigga And a bum nigga You're a slum nigga Better run nigga When I come nigga With a gun nigga You're a bitch Buck you
If you want to get a real education Come to the friendliest school in the nation Rhythm is our way of communication You won't ever want to take a vacation
where was i when he wiped the lip gloss from his chin i know exactly where you've been it's bearing on my weakened mind and when and where did you decide
You are now In a world of music In a world of sample sounds Produced by A concentrately programmed sequencer In a world of beats and bars Creating A completely
I've left you, twenty missed calls Six messages, your voice mail's full I call you back, call you back later Something in my brain pulls at my heart Dialing
feels like a misery has followed me down is draggin' around feels like i've got no retreat or place to reside one day at a time still one question lingers
We gets live at the VaCo show, we gets Say what? Shucks. Shake it off, do it right ya'll You cannot do this, your legs may be broken We gets live at
All systems go The jailship is flying high From the ground to out of sight They pay their crimes, locked inside Where they go, the judge knows They
Thinking about another project How the hell are they gonna make it? Anyway, nobody's gonna object Even if they make shit Now you better get wise Lasers
It's coming over you Can you see the phosphorescence of the factory? Moving away, out of this territory The systems became overload The warning lights
Another emergency truck keeps rolling fast Two lane highway and they run on the wrong track You still don't know that you're never going back You're going
The men in the black forces Listen to your conscience Stopping the evolution The books are the essence United to burn anything That can make a stand
Don't adjust your brain It's now, it's real Real, real Woken up by a lot of noise this morning The day begins by the fear I'm looking through the window
I'm sick of seeing you cry And wasting all your time On someone who will never care enough To make you feel loved To make you feel safe I would drop
