Traduction: Evil Mothers. Assassiner.
Traduction: Evil Mothers. Wide Open.
and servants Are sitting round the fire side by side No one knows the evil Out of the forest's deep Mother death is soon to sing Her melody so sweet
old will Was right in 84 Half baked brother Killed mother in a store But all of us watching But they don't love her anymore [Chorus:] (peed) my poem Mother
bro's people How to come up like: "Yo, I know people" Dead Presidents, this doe evil So lethal the police will want to beat you Sit you down then have you run your mouth Bring your mother
Tried to be Mr. Perfect, Enter continental, hold up You spend your time wit your friends all the time And all that time wit your friends Put my momentum on decline My minds gone evil
a rubber, don't wanna claim your baby, you naked headed lover, that's your babies mother That's you A woman that's so deceitful, smilin as you do evil
I will busting simply, then I will reload Sick of all of this gun bumping, from you people Turning a Christian into someone who is evil, Z-Ro Motherfuckers
all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil
adolescent niggaz spittin major shit Tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know Would your heart feel pain, watchin as your mother cries? Will all your
he gonna be One day he's gonna be Said he wanna be Shorties gonna be a Thug [Verse One: 2Pac] He was a nice middle class nigga But nobody knew the evil
your set cause I'm commin'. Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'. One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside, For the mothers that
you with false imprisonment for keeping me Trapped in the projects And the jury finds you guilty on all accounts And you are to serve the consequences of your evil
I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil
Back when Cain was able way before the stable lighting struck right down from the sky a mother ship with fate said let's give it a try conscience was
Adam's Apple Back when Cain was able way before the stable lighting struck right down from the sky a mother ship with fate said let's give it a try
prayers Each region breed some emcees that wanna be, which means they wanna breath our air With these ideas, anybody thinkin' that the game don't need The bad and the evil
