don't know if you If you can trust me If you can't trust me There's nothing more to say If you can't trust me Get out of my way! If I tell you something
Traduction: Monstres de la mi-journée. Si vous n'avez pas confiance moi (Live).
And I can't get caught up, preacher can you save me, save me They said it was gonna get greater later But now I can't help to think that it ain't But
done turned me (turned meee!) Into a monster, I can't believe they burn me! (they burn meee!) I showed you love, they showed me hate! - They burn me! (
turned me Into a monster, I can't believe they burn me! I showed you love, they showed me hate! - They burn me! Now I'm heartless, your pain don't concern
who you can trust in this whole city I am your only friend I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you I who look upon you without fear How can
alive rituals that prove their worth search for systems we can trust rhythms we can lock into this is madness salvage teams can't bandage hope when
(yeah) [Verse One: Big Boi] Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block Didn't have to break a steerin column, didn't have to cook a
darts, you can't duck my No tellin which Clan man you got struck by Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly You can't
society and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch! [chorus] Don't you think
your shit I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you My girl cousins, they gon' rock you
keep alive rituals that prove their worth Search for systems we can trust Rhythms we can lock into This is madness, salvage teams can't bandage Hope
rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you They call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, want me
ain't lying y'all, Monster for money for mine y'all if I wasn't getting money, I'd do time dog. You'd never see the nine fall, big house, wood floors,
to society and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch! Don't you think this
