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Traduction: Émeute. Crimes de violence.
lived a life of persecution he lived a life of violent crimes He lived a life of persecution he lived a life of violent violent violent crimes Yeah
He lived a life of persecution he lived a life of violent crimes He lived a life of persecution he lived a life of violent violent violent crimes Yeah
rules, I will not adhere Break the law, yeah... [echoes] [Chorus] [Saigon:] Who wanna challenge mine? I'm sick of St. Valentine I did the violent crimes
your crimes in stride and commit There she goes smoking TNT Down the hatch Call the LAPD Either way, she wants to riot come on She's my riot girl She's my riot
bread and water or lobster and steak My mino's a riot gun,there ain't none bigger About to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger They say I'm violent
the violent winds God help us, if we die in sign, I hear the trials In the cries of men, that's when the riot begins Like things never get better, we
they got the nerve to hunt down my ass And treat me like a criminal Who wanna challenge mine? I'm sick of St. Valentine I did the violent crimes that
The underworld watches in horror As this marks the day that 3 of America's most notorious outlaws Will be executed for their crimes Together the states
right back into the ground She says it's a violent world, a violent world Leave you with all the bodies around She's my riot girl She's such a riot
and I'm changin' the crime in I watch my son 'cuz you'd be fuckin' wit the child of a giant I'm in a place stuck between bein' lovin' and violent Becomin
the warfare Come around my block and feel the tension from the cold stare Beware when you come to the 619 Where motherfuckers do time for violent crimes
the new violent Brirtain they pledge to invest, In skills and communities with renewed interest. To build schools of education, Not colleges of crime
something when we see we gon' run up on em, nigga gotta tell me somthin, somthin (Krayzie Bone) Take a journey to my violent side the riots lie
none gotta do something when we seem em we gon run up on a nigga gotta tell me something (something) (Krayzie) take a journey to me violent side where riots
