Now you are lost and can't find gazes The teeth and white eyes Lost all your reason, insanity Nowhere to run, could this be Chills up your neck, down
Now you are lost and can't find Gazes the teeth and white eyes Lost all your reason, insanity Nowhere to run, could this be Chills up your neck, down
Traduction: High On Fire. Yeux et dents.
to find function... Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high And his eyes were low... Alright! It was on fire and his
and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on
on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On [Eminem] Cause if I get locked up tonight! Then I might not come home tonight! [Dr. Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on
check out the hoes my Cadillac fills 20 inch wide 20 inch high Hold on to my 20 inch ride 20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes Hoping for American 20 inch
big S on my anso*, and literally call destructure so no one can touch ya, teenage girls'll love ya and models wanna fuck ya, ice cream ya way on to somebodys
store at the corner With is head resting uneasily on his folded arms And the boy that smiled and the girl he went with And in my eyes too A waving craziness
-raving mad, And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made And his cold trousers were twisted, and the sirens high and shrill, And crumpled
out the enemy with double shots of Hennessey And ain't no such thing as a survivor Seal the blunt with saliva set it on fire While I dominate brainstorm
s on broil, with blood stains in the soil pimped on in the colors of crown royal and little sister's got a baby on hip and her momma never home so the
s on broil, with blood stains in the soil Pimped on in the colors of crown royal And little sister's got a baby on hip And her momma never home so the
side yes .......................... You open up my eyes and give me sight Super energized and everyday I feel you give me life I seen the ways of the world intoxifying on
a higher force Sometimes I think I'll end up like Christ and die on a cross The sacrifice, close my eyes and the fire come forth Start spazzin then I
on the way to your funeral Looked like important jiggaboos on the way to your auction And let them chant the number And use an ivory pointer to count your teeth
