My new purple shoes, bin amazing the people next doorAnd my rock’n’roll forty fives, bin enraging the folks on the lower floor I got a way with the girls on my block, try my best to be a real individual And when we go down to smokies and rock, they line up like it’s some […]
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For Whom The Bell Tolls
Make his fight on the hill in the early dayConstant chill deep insideShouting gun, on they run throught the endless greyOn they fight, for they sre right, yes, but who’s to say?For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not knowSuffered wounds test their prideMen of five, still alivethrough the raging glowGone insane from […]
Take Back
You pushed me once too far againI’d love to break your fucking teethStick a knife in the center of your backYou better grow some eyes in the back of your head.I fight dirty just like your looks.Can’t take, can’t take, can’t take anymore Take back, take backTake… The taste of bad blood on the tip […]
Sunday Morning
Intro Chorus:Ooh, Sunday morningYou;re gonna find my love shining on you Oh, I’m waitingAnd my heart is anticipatingYour faceOn my pillowFeel sunshine pouring through the window Like the grapes on the vineLove gets sweeter with timeYou were made to love Chorus:Ooh, Sunday morning (I’ll see you Sunday morning)Ooh, Sunday morningIt’s like the best of everything […]
Black Starry Night (Interlude)
Against all odds, I’m still here niggaAiyyy, I got to get my props for 2PacalypseO.P.D. — what??!When this album come out, niggaz can kiss my assDid you think I’d fall?You think you could stop a motherfucker like me?Introducing you to my criminal crewTreach, A.D., Apache, EssentialYou got to deal with me on a whole new […]
Feel the quiet river rage
Always fighting the stormAfraid to suffer the woundAll praise to that conscious oneWho always suffers the wound, childSuffers the wound, child Hey, suffers the wound!Never turns from loveGive it up Always try to explainAfraid to lay naked in the sunHe’s crazy, she dances in the lightThe crowd cheers, they won’t put up a fight Hey, […]
M.I.A.
Call and I’ll answer at home in the lost and foundYou say that I’m much too proudSomeone who’s taking pleasure in breaking downNevermind the mannequins, drunk in their hollow townDrinking their spoils down, cheap imitationsThe revelation is nowYou wont find me I’m going MIATonight I’m leaving going MIAGetting lost in you again is better than […]
Story At Three
Again and again they blend into one, my father the morning pushes through moonlight love. So what’s sleep? Sleep.I’m tired, so tired, but it seems that there’s someone here with me. We are the wakeful, wry, watchful. We’re awaiting.Deathless ones. A story at three with the shrillest of cries. My mind fights with the sparkles […]