I don't know you You don't know me You're gonna smash my head in! Here come the soldiers They are the monsters They're only seen at night But in the day
Translation: Kill The Young. Saturday Soldiers.
I don't know you You don't know me You're gonna smash my head in! Here come the soldiers They are the monsters They're only seen at night But in the
love to our die hearted real bitches that stick through they man through the bullshit good lovin and good fuckin all night long, what makes a young killa
love to our die hearted real bitches That stick through they man through the bullshit Good lovin and good fuckin all night long, what makes a young killa
you the tales of your life of your love and the cut of the knife the tireless oppression the wisdom instilled the desire to kill or be killed. Let
on his variety show) "I d like to thank all, all the wonderful folks, and I d like to thank you, too." - ELVIS PRESLEY "Three young singers were killed
