words This heart Have hurt a lot I know I'm wrong This will not stop I've said so many things A lot that I regret but Words will be the death of me Mark
words This heart Have hurt a lot I know I'm wrong This will not stop I've said so many things A lot that i regret but Word will be the death of me Mark
Traduzione: A Rocket To The Moon. The Death Of Me.
my brains target the cluster I advance clutchin' the mic like, bullied a knuckle duster And a scent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend Fuck a
shoes. They were physically shaking, scared to death. Because certain people, said I'm a radical I'm a wild man, I got a gun under every arm, if you
I'ma show y'all motherfuckers how to damage shit man Yo we know how to break shit [Bronze Nazareth] In a hooded monk robe stands a genius with the gift
emcees try to clone me lyrically They can't battle me so they'd rather embarrass me But I need a volunteer, do I have any? The NASA contractor with a
[Keeper of the Gate] A hollow universe of death rotting created by god as an evil curse Where all life dies, death lives and nature breeds untellable
go out when you're like a light heavy... You all wanna rumble with me hands like a chevy... Got the power and the speed my new glamor... Don't get me
) Kids fed me like hienas I been drum slap stands like when Ike did the Tina And no gel either, no force to ????? a bomb Misdomeanor and goes faster then a
s frame of thought Slanging with a rock, stay nice with the mic pon cock Pops put me on to pot, pot put me on to rebel shots Devil glocks get popped,
Crooked I & Phobia] Death Row's back (here we go again) Death Row's back (you better get off the Block nigga) [Verse 1: Crooked I] And we wearing a
splittin' beats in half Fast to take a blood bath so I don't meet with wrath Kill the noise boys I bring peace like a yellow ribbon Sippin livin' water
connected No more sin and death You're sin's antiseptic I checked forensics and found that your power's intrinsic And flows only for agendas that you've intended Solid, the Rock
you'll never be as nice as me, G, forget it I lit it like GE cause me-ee be-ee The-ee D-ee A-N-J-A M-O-W-F, ee hee You crack me up like Hump-deehee Dump
size of a football team I wear these glasses so that I can look like a square but if you ever see me in a fight with a bear don't help me nigga, help
the couch, off track I've been OTB with a stub and a heart murmur A flask and a fanny pack A bastard on any track (C'mon) Daddy needs a new Megatron Cause
