works the late shift, mother drinks herself to sleep brother's outside fiending with a match and gasoline They told her lies and gave her no hope for
the late shift Mother drinks herself to sleep Brother's outside fielding With a match and gasoline They told her lies and gave her no hope for tomorrow
Traduzione: No Use For A Name. Secret.
Traduzione: No Use For A Name. Beth (Secret Song, Kiss Cover).
the late shift, mother drinks herself to sleep brother's outside fiending with a match and gasoline They told her lies and gave her no hope for tomorrow
job They couldn't have claimed to use Sharia Law In the name of Allah, humanity and innocence You were too jameelah in and out for imprisonment 1 secret
so he can make a disciple Can't surpass Christ there's no takin' his title A passion for Christ I'll have you prayin' for revival Gimma my city, yeah
the force that could knock a Sumo wrestler down Professional sound that's puttin' rappers flesh in the ground Scared of a candid-cameras for plantin' a
we're done we'll boil 'em down for glue that we can use to re-adhere your lips to mine if you were here There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic
A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken wick A puddle that reflects the
hurt comes there's an argument a fight to save a smile a small attack on human tears to dry them for a while a dream we all should count on a vision
'll say No use to keep on saying, name the truth, oh baby Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover When my man's in town Silent lover, secret lover, run for
equate a suicide bomber with a loyal fan? File a lawsuit. They're looking out for the interest of a small group of Illuminati lineage first-born male with horns and a
allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray in a hut constructed from Sago Palm I'ma take you for a walk thru a beautiful
with this and prepare for a dog fight Cause I raise knots, blood clots, like dreadlocks Him and approve this, nah cause a fed not, top secret sucka I
came up from a circle surrounded by Gees Killaz,dealers, and ballers playin parts in your dreams All in a circle all of our anger, all of our verses All for
ball A million people died in the middle of your day out at Ascot A million people died in the middle of a Conflict gig! Separation is complete. A mind