A rock through a window never comes with a kiss Rhyme and a reason never argue with a fist There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight It's the
Yo! Ready for action Keepin' the people clappin' You Weapon intactment Interceptin' assassins Ready for action Keepin' the people clappin' You Weapon
Fuck that shit 'ya know what I'm say'n Give a child to my nigga' I ain't givin' a child to no fuckin' body fuck that Big baby Jesus in the motherfuckin
Free. Truly Free. Land of the Free... What freedom is yours when you're not allowed to say: Fuck you Fuck you Motherfucker Cocksucker Fuck you (4x)
People are always Thinking too much They make the rules Ignorance ain't pretty In this cold, hard world What if you don't have The answer to every question
I played the game , still it's not worth it Like a woman in the rain I close my eyes I'm on the shelf I know myself I've seen the lights of every city
Dean, hey there's a big airplane goin' by Rodney, get it, go, go Some recording guy, It's on the track Rodney, leave it, get it on the track Joe, get
You are young We watch ourselves grow older every day We all know what we want Thinking back all the times You never thought much anything And I don't
"The problem is all inside your head," she said to me "The answer is easy if we take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There
I'm the picture of health I'm called the evil one We start a new religion Now the fun's begun Got the sex-beat from the Thunder T's Got voodoo from our
Please let us at them Goes the barrack room cry I'm glad I'm not going I'm not dying to die I've got all my medals Survived sneak attacks It's not worth
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I hope you know what your doing to me here What your doing to me me here Take some responsibility for your awareness of the levels on which we lie
3-2-1 liftoff jetpack shoot into space represent the dot til' were blue in the face fre-fre-fresher than toothpaste you know how we do in the place the
RIT: questo non e' un dissing , e' un metodo per capirsi se non trovi i motivi giusti , per cui tu non spingi , non spingi... (x2) SHOCCA: sul beat
Frissons glaces dans les entrailles A Zone-la-Ville by night Lorsque les Laguioles signent en braille L'echeance de ton bail Lorsque les etoiles en fusion
