, self deception Deceit and lies, gonna rule the game Black soul, you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul eating plaque Black soul
, self-deception Deceit and lies gonna rule the game Black soul you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul-eating plaque Black soul
Traduction: Running Wild. Black Soul.
game, self-deception Deceit and lies gonna rule the game Black soul you're breathing the poison of evil Delusions of grandeur, the soul-eating plaque Black soul
it Something you might like now all-star bound yeah your so sound cool as the blue water all around from a force field flashing somebody is sending black
SALVADOR I was born in Puerto Rico We came here when I was a child Before I reached the age of sixteen I was running with the gang and we were wild He
Me Smile I Like Inflicting Pain I Am Insane! I Am Insane! Running Wild a?? Collecting Lives a?? I Got A Passion For The Kill Look Into My Eyes See My Tainted Soul It's Black
Cause nigga's be killing me My nigga's be buck wild and I be filed since a juvenile Nigga I got too many styles (Ken Dawg) I got to be fast nigga didn't see these niggas running
into the Wild Hunt. I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt The horned god take me through infernal
But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away It's foul in the street, criminal in the street Little child running wild
t got no love in my soul don't fuck with me know who I be LaChat that murdering hoe {T-Rock} I got him running from my slugs wrath niggas get they mugs
is sending Black evolutions of [Incomprehensible] you are hearing The dark supernatural is the world we call our own home Lightning in the mind [Incomprehensible] But we're wild
black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers Analog
it's Busta Bust In God we trust another one bites the dust Hey Ramp fuck that! I was 'bout to see this cat Some niggas pulled up in a black Suburban
in black fire Gonna turn that orchestra on Like a bell Ooh calms me down The cello sound Running down to the dead man saloon Drinks are wild in the afternoon
[ verse 1 ] This cant be real only imagination Running wild in you I can see the signs writings on the wall It's coming home This is my world dripping
