complexity I won't find salvation Just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception There is an inner logic And we're taught to stay far from it
Straight forward this all falls into place. I can do this on my own (I know I can). I seem to be the only one awake. Just please, don't give into them
complexity I won't find salvation just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception there is an inner logic, and we're taught to stay far from it
Traduction: Bad Religion. Inner Logic.
Traduction: Nick Cave et les Bad Seeds. C'est logique.
had a brain Amnesia Never crossed my mind Tonsillitis Was my alibi Truancy was My vocation! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour (X4) Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour
scared watching from the side logic doesn't even come to mind i saw you leave with him for the night on a white horse to your heart and all you thought
the mill work, systematic terror has arrived Cornered by the order Checkmate sucker, not a move, game's over! Clocks bending backwards, many cannot get with me A logical
we manifest raw logic Chronological time, we bring niggaz the raw project Hold fort and represent as the grand wizard Street chronicle illustrate the bakin of a bad
got me hold up [Juelz Santana] Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
two shoots your fuckin heart out your chest you see Im quick to let the hammer go click on my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine fool its your bad time
My heart is hanging on every word you say Right now all logic's stripped away It doesn't analyze your sincerity It only listens and believes Don't whisper
the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change. But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad Oh, she's bad It's different
Cuder to transform to a maniac. Kinda like Pat after plenty gin and tonic. Say I'm not a lyricist you fuckers need to figure out the logic. When I'm in
understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But
luck the rap game got me hold up [Juelz Santana:] Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper Bag money all on timbs, and that bad xxxxx
