land Souls are gone - in the unknown graves, who brings them back from the days? Left in the past with other braves - fought for us, against fear, the machines
free land Souls are gone - in the unknown graves, who brings them back from the days? Left in the past with other braves - fought for us, against fear, the machines
street, two blocks from park place It was a set up, professionally how he got wet up Closed casket service; the guy said he jerked eminem, and coolio Plus korn - machine
be we propped you right up in a chair on the deck with a beautiful view of the sea but a couple days later we came back and you and the chair were nowhere
like Yankee hats Paparazzi flash, that nigga L up in the back Three quarter mink, platinum armor, flashin major stacks I step up, you step back Crucify ya, execution other men
naked in the shame from hunger and fear Shots were fired in the darkest moments Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days
you a call later on Your answering machine, come on, I leave a message on your phone I'll ring you later, I hope you'll get the message, baby page me As the days
better back the fuck up what part didn't you understand Head nah aim straight at your thighro glands Must've not been really your men those niggas that
your tongue's rottin out from cotton-mouth When you end up becomin so dependent on weed That you end up spendin a g in the vendin machine You got the
your left Watch the right Watch the center And watch your back Watch your right Watch your left Watch the right Watch the center And watch your back Yeah back
This train slipped into the station A worn out steel blue soul A relic from colonial days When the French were still in control Lorsque les Francais ont
need a sto-sto-sto-sto-sto stoner bitch (repeat x2) Some men they wanna girl Whoi??s gotta nice face Big ass titties and a slim ass waist Some men they
Apathetic mass enslaved to machines that never sleep. Blinded eyes a?? waste of life! Bones that carry rotten flesh through days of lethargy. No refusal
motherfuckers got me back on my grizzly, I'm back on the grind I'm back to the streets, catch a beef, come back with the nine I'll murder ya man, come back
The back of the cafeteria by the vending machine department quickly Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment Complex Over there by the railroad tracks, around the corner from
It's built to hold back the waters of Ol' Man River when he gets on a rampage And he gets on a rampage believe me One of these days he's gonna come
Left naked in the shame from hunger and fear Shots were fired in the darkest moments Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days
mon man, let's cip man about the good ol' days man youknowI'msayin'? (yeah) See man, white man tryin' to keep this away from us man youknowI'msayin'? (
