you believe in this honestly? This is a call to arms, revenge is ours We need to destroy the songs That feed the beast in the radio That spread like a
Traduction: Le Black Maria. A Call To Arms.
you believe in this, honestly? This is a call to arms. Revenge is ours. We need to destroy the songs. That feed the beast in the radio. That spread like a
see you Mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in a sky filled with light May I feel your arms
it rain, let it rain, let it rain Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Tell me how do
what's in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit man Fuck it check it How can I trust you when I can't trust me? Picture myself a old man a O.
like a pony she was O.G. young chick it was better than it was supposed ta be [x8] Was a Mexican and Italian chick named Mexital Marie For a minute she
see you mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in a sky filled with light May I feel your arms
a party Meet me at mary's place, we're gonna have a party Tell me how do you live broken-hearted Meet me at mary's place I got a picture of you in
Boss lips, legs, arms, necks Hip dips, hair net, mo' stretch It's a camel toe and thats fo' sho My brain is on one track Like Mary Mary toss for crackle
, legs, arms, necks Hip dips, hair net, mo' stretch It's a camel toe and thats fo' sho My brain is on one track Like Mary, Mary toss for crackle like a
(yeah) Who's down with drug smuggling Cappadonna, Golden Arms Verse One: Ghostface Killer Yo, yo Take out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus I know a
time and lost in space Remembrance of a golden age In these days of yore: A magic spell Was it your name I called? I'll try again... And like a dream
Or what's in these shits, man, probably a bunch of bullshit Fuck it, check it How can I trust you when I can't trust me? Picture myself a old man, a
to make amends When I left you I was just a child Now I need you but I've gone five hundred miles And I'll find a way back into your arms But I've been
my my my Oh my, oh my Oh my my my Oh my, oh mother Mary had a little lamb Little lamb, little lamb Mary had a little lamb Its fleece was, oh Mama,
A. Artie! ARTIE It's a year to begin a new life Buy a place somewhere quiet, somewhere pretty. When you have a young kid and a wife then you need somewhere
For pulling heat on a father whose baby's gotta eat And when they get hungry, it ain't shit funny Paid to interfere with how a brother get his money
