: Hard hitter with a match to go He's an, iron man Smooth, Green, He's on the dark side You want, you want me I'm in pain Dont lose, dont lose it You
: Heavens loaded This is how its supposed to be And I'm going And I'm going to set them free Why can't you Why can't you not see the truth How dare you
: This life Not a seam to teach A seam to breech It's just falling down away from me This time My body cries For someone to shed a tear And break away
(feat. Alan Wayne) [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I was chillin with a bitch and I was notcing she was so sadistic Wanted the Nina to bite on her nipples and twist
Well they dance with my mind Through these traits undefined You and you and you alike Well you all seem to Blow me away Nice times a day then By the
Type R or was it the true star? From Dali Lama to Tanamo Curtis Mayfield Say Kurtis Blow Singing into my pillow And praying I don't dose Untill my 9 Volt
incantevole fiaba che abbia mai scritto, un lieto fine era previsto e assai gradito. Forse e anche stata un po colpa mia Credere fosse per l'eternita. A volte
fare?""Si!Penso di si!""Allora forza!Conta e cammina!dai... 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8...""Dove stiamo andando?""Forza!Conta e cammina!9... 90,91,92,93,94,95,96,
immagini fisse e la mente s?usura - tu stato _ piegato _ mentre posi gli allori - onori i morti ( si ) ma non ricordi i nomi ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- RIT. - troppe volte
A nine volt battery from japan And it's got the beat A little tape deck in my hand It's so so sweet Keeps me rockin' round the clock I don't mind it [
was young Im not a kid anymore but somedays I Sit and wish I was A Kid Again Back In the days..... Royce Da 5 9 (Verse I) Back in the days when I was
Wanna bring it to, bring it to me (uhh) Wanna bring it to me, we in the D (uhh) You, we got you Spot him before he spots youuuu! [Royce Da 5'9"] Yo,
Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Well, I came to the show I was picked to flow (Sometimes) Now I wanna know if you wanna go To the studio bust a rhyme
I was chillin with a bitch n I was noticin she was so sadistic/ Wanted the Ninna to bite on the nipples n twist it/ Suckin me off until she lost all of
Sebastian you're in a mess You had a dream, they called you king Of all the hipsters, is it true? Or are you still the queen? Like getting blood out
Well they dance with my mind through these traits undefined you and you and you alike well you all seem to Blow me away Nine times a day then By the
[in background before song starts] cheers! the wait of influencing fourteen vents of ? manesfestation the whisper, scraped together ??? became the reason
