Testi:
Bathgate

[Bathgate] Now everybody put your middle finger in the air and repeat after me...(nah fuck that!) I'm tired of bitches riffin and trippin (nah fuck that

Ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Your cheek

Say your prayers before your eyelids roll On every single lie you've told On every single lie you've told On every single lie you've told Let the name

Say a prayer for the damage day come on Suit it up to approximate the dawn Well the street lights now are a company kiss And they buried your bones within

(feat. Billy Bathgate) Look... I'm here to make a mil off of fifteen bricks I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps It's Gates, dog A little

A long stone and my day?s all serpentine The tired tarnish in my chest rests sense of SARS And one dull dawn where they hum that splits its length Does

Say a prayer for the damage day come on Suit it up to approximate the dawn Well the street lights now are a company kiss And they buried your bones within

I have a room with a cord and a fixture And I have a cork in the last wine of winter You have the eyes and the breath of a spider And I own a mess and

Traduzione: Bathgate. Fuck That.