past recounts of a time when... you fucking mattered our respect is not given, it's fucking earned you had your open roads and you let them burn
twins Dead fetuses fallin out all over, Jack is back again The Rippers at your service, girl I can see that your nervous But I barely scratch the surface, like my
stop tryin Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die Split up and fry, open his eyes ?? pop, shot one through his head Oh my, oh my
I'm stacked and ripping shit Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach, Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my
and fused, with other shit to get The desired effect to win, let us begin [x4:] {"You got it"} {"I know you got.."} [Dove:] Yeahs my mellow, we glow
home Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get you Soon!, Soon!, Soon! Let the carnival bells ring Let the serpent sing Let
your head Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead Seventeen dead, it don't bother you Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead Seventeen dead, it
So my natural instincts to kill in the street Im going to war and i sent you caution JumpSteady stepping over the governments brainwashing (Take it, Take it farther, take it
new book to read every 2 or 3 weeks Forever changing the expression of my thoughts when I speak It was because of her, I even deaded all of my freaks
freezing over". At first I thought the blood would freeze in my veins but after awhile I adapted so well the chilling bite began to feel like it was burning
perm and let it sit too long, they just makin it burn Make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That's why
(rushing over to PIANGI's body) Oh, my darling, my darling . . . who has done this ...? (hysterical, attacking ANDRE) You! Why did you let this happen
run when a shot lick your head Don't you think it's better living than it is to be dead And in the Bible it is written and so it should be said Thou
twins That fetus is fallin out all over jack is back again The rippers at your service Girl I can see that your nervous But I barely scratch the surface Like my
the perm Aint let it sit too long, they just makin it burn And make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That
to my battle cry My battle cry Listen to my battle cry My battle cry One, two look at the telly They drew my picture with Bob Marley They probably wanna
H U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it Take a good look into my eyes and all over my face
