more My life seems worthless, just like footprints on the shore Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, ruled by the hunger
Traduction: Incendie. The Hunger.
thousand more My life seems worthless, just like footprints on the shore Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, ruled by the hunger
be phony and positive but why be negative? What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?) Dum
there High water everywhere High water risin', the shacks are slidin' down Folks lose their possessions - folks are leaving town Bertha Mason shook it - broke it Then she hung
home What they did to Boo was wrong (Ooh wrong, ooh wrong...) We choose the way you gonna go into the coffin man when it comes to Judgement Day Flame and blaze
team player take your shots like the Lakers Strike out the gators, yes I?m a gangster And I got more ice on my neck then a glacier Now it?s time to blaze
, you're hung, you bite your tongue The whole town saw in awe as you strangle A noose on your neck, and you dangle From side to side in the blazing heat
Revenge Of Liekkio Whole crop burned to ashes. Flames swallowed the spikes. Fire spirit trampled on. Blaze raped the rye straws. Harvest was appalling
my chest, I let go I'm stress free there's no worries left. my mind travels and my eyes gloss, I reminisce about the days I hung with big hoss. An even
blaze on, blaze on Didi dodi didi dodi day Didi dodi didi dodi day Play on Blaze on Blaze on Play on Play on Blaze on Blaze on Play on
Rican Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from my workers And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us We blazed
How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
[1st verse] As I blaze the PM I inhale with the scent of a million men I exhale wit dumpin 17 up in the what the fuck I am? In the midst of a crisis God
how many bottles of 40 oz death can we tackle how many at the chapple how many will be saved with fires rage surface of earth is getting blazed how many
how you tried to set them free. they would not listen they did not know how perhaps they'll listen now. starry starry night flaming flowers that brightly blaze
