Traduction: Conflit. Le jour d'avant.
friends perish - the eyes melting - the skin shrivelling - blood boiling - bomb, death, listen, now There's one minute left in the game to play Since that day
vision jaded by the Grammy's on the mantelpiece Just switch your camera lenses you would see the agony Apparently it's damaging the man you see before
multiple gun shots] (Got him) Yeah load it up again cause these motherfuckers are gonna come back for us. (Were ready) We gotta be prepared in this day
As I aim for that bright white day Conflict serum is my aura It seems that life's so fragile I guess I'll fly some other time I lack from superhighway
all And as the weeping leaves of Autumn curl He feels the savage winter call See far below the dust of conflict settles on the hill Where there was no escape before
Down the lowest I can go With no one left to turn On the edge, I lose control Before I crash and burn Can I turn around Slow it down, oh Hold on, we'
kicks, Heine's and Beck's Represent, represent!! (repeat 3X) No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about Before the BDP conflict with
I don't want to have to call you a bitch But you can bet ima do it if you act a witch Every time you see another woman, pitiful bitch Better change before
the Grammy's on the mantelpiece Just switch your camera lenses you would see the agony Apparently it's damaging the man you see before you On the canvas
sanity Your vision jaded by the Grammys on the mantelpiece Just switch your camera lenses You would see the agony Apparently it's damaging the man you see before
Nobody there knew they would die before they woke They probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke Out of last night's pussy, the murder that
all with a grain for the pain So if we conflict you get all in yo brain You gonna play this like little kids play hoolahoop From day 'til it's dark with
don't want to have to call you a bitch Every time you see another woman, pitiful bitch But you can bet ima do it if you act a witch Better change before
is thick I ride with real muthafuckas and hit licks The compton lunatic, way too sick Conflict you pick, hear the 9 click, c'mon Chorus... Geah Comtpon gangsters all day
't Never leave me, you go Now I don't believe a word you say 'Cos I've heard it all before What u say conflicts with everything you do And doesn't mirror
