Look all around, can't you open your eyes? Voices are calling Killing rain falling down from the sky crying with nightmare tears Out on the street you
I am tied up in the burning sun Baby, you are my only shade You're the bowl of water beyond my reach I can only move the distance of this chain I chew
So I turn on the TV the other day And I see some sad as shit Like why the fuck would you touch a little girl for man? Not even two years old, can't even
In the heat of the day When the sun shines so freely There I met master kilby So fine and so gay I pulled off my hat And I bowed to the ground And I
Master of Illusion: Clinton Gregory V1 I?m the life of the party, everywhere I go You can always find me, puttin? on a show Seems I?ll always have to
Sid shot dope and then got drunk He did it his way 'Punk' He didn't have a problem Till he met that bloody cunt Sid Vicious was innocent Sid Vicious
Master of weapons and murder Execution in any way desires Hit man by trade With a serial killer passion on the side Afraid of being caught He killed all
That song you played last night Memories of holding my girl tight In a dance, in a dance me come alone And my favourite girlfriend at home So they say
I believe that you heard your master sing When I was sick in bed I suppose that he told you everything That I keep locked away in my head Your master
Do you like what you see? Do you like what you see? I was taking off, I was leaving ground I was rocketing the blue skies With my engines roaring It
Hey mister trenchcoat what gray weather were having Hey mister sad thought I sometimes wonder were youre going Hey mister trenchcoat what illusions
Obsessed with dominance, he crushes each person who innocently crosses his path. His adrenalin thrives on a need to destroy basis. His skill to deceive
Indoctrination far beyond reality, manipulations of the human kind. Now the world has faced control, living in the grip of fortune 500. I'm learning
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeah! I do not need (He does not need) A microphone (A microphone) My voice
If you want to know how far to go to hell Just ask me If you want to see the view from your knees Come down and join me I'm the final straw, the nail
Hello Kitty, Posh little pussy.. Laying in the sun, Your hair so shiny.. In you fur lined bed, You dream of revenge.. Keeping all the boys guessing,
[master p] Mother fucking m - r - period Mr. master p Mr. no limit records Cause we selling shit out the walls My nigga silkk Ya'll gonna call him Mr.
Drinkers Come on you old pest Fetch a bottle of your best What's the nectar of the day? [Thenardier enters with a flask of wine.] Thenardier Here,