I can't remember the last time I felt like this. Short breaths and innocence. Slow fucks and cigarettes consume my every thought. I'll bound my wrists
s nothing else to do and everything's old news hit the sheets, hate the spins tomorrow i'll wake up again today was such a sight for bloody red eyes
paranoid really know the score Mobilize, globalize, hypnotize, homogenize Market force is the new dictator, manipulator and annihilator Mobilize, globalize, hypnotize, homogenize Shut your eyes
out there's nothing else to do and everything's old news hit the sheets, hate the spins tomorrow i'll wake up again today was such a sight for bloody red eyes
Traduction: Derrière des yeux Crimson. J'ai causé le réchauffement global.
No faith in your race Buried among catacombs and Veils of deceit A downward spiral of misery Look around and penetrate The minds eye of infinity A second
m drawin' the line, and I'm crossin' the Ts And I'm dottin' my Is, barely catchin' my Zs But I'll be good by the mornin', on my global grind like JoJo
never try So we roll wid em, stole wid em I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch In here, eyes
of global emergency) La la la la laaaa la la (The moment where we all come together as one unison) La la la la laaaa la la (And completely dominate all global
boss You know we global DJ Khaled, Flo-Rida, ya know how it is Baby you need international phone call to call me It's Global right here I need bitch
No global warming fills this soul For hell it freezes what it stole From the beggar's empty plate To our world that stuffs its' face [Chorus] But these tired eyes
yeah yeah we rock the sattellite suburban nights, they get so hot people get angry, we sing our song we all sing "but global terror they say, we are
Never claimed to create a throne from the use of microphones (Just let me rise) While all you critics claiming minor skies Penetrating your fagan as you look into my eyes
line, and I?m crossin? the Ts And I?m dottin? my I?s, barely catchin? my Z?s But I?ll be good by the mornin?, on my global grind like JoJo They be lookin
Twenty years from now Every town will be brown and Latin An African lookin Manhattan I'm a tell you what I seen with my three eyes Word to me, not a hoax
