is short. A clockwork existence is What you are taught. Why be a robot, A cog in their machine? Why be a robot, From birth until death? Escape the circle
Traduction: Destin. Cercles.
cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he?fs buzzin?f, woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn?ft cause he had buzzards circle
streets In search of her own true love For she was Mary Hamilton And lover of John Riley And the maid of constant sorrow And the mother of the doomed
circle in the sky I saw the firestorm fifty stores high I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn I saw the armored wheels grind and turn Universal soldier, doomed
Dope sucks! (x8) Don't want to put on a narcotic revolution Don't want to push it on a dead end street I hate to see you running round in circles Don
be the last sad song I have to sing [Tech - Verse 1] Hey Y'all know my mothers sickness Y'all know I'm breakin down Y'all know when my circle the devils
my path Let me go [T.I. - Verse 1] My mama loved me more than i do She said you pap was just like you Trapped in a vicious circle Jesus youngest disciple
the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling
O (move this place)!!!!!!!!! Kill, Doom, Kill, Doom. I eat the ground round raw. Crying is only for the weak of hearted, and pussies. I Knocked
Evolution lives harmonious with extinction We must die We masquerade as flourishing flowers but live as stagnant weeds We must die We are the fertilizers
t cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle
I'm on my path Let me go My mama loved me more than I do She said you pop was just like you Trapped in a vicious circle Jesus youngest disciple Tell
of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo Brothers of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u know
all MC's alienable My shiftings is unscalable Take key to the contouring shape of the dagger in my cape Four fifty one, right hand circle and circle
mind and soul as I swallow it whole I see you grippin on Cybertron optimist call me crypticon Synchro on quartz tryin to thwart the uppending doom
Galileo Ride the horse color pale, reminiscent of Rembrandt Pyrokinesis, enjoy the taste of the kickback Red forbidden planet, amulets that conjure souls Doomed
