Testi:
Built To Spill Reasons

reasons to me They are all reasons to be They are all reasons to see They are all reasons to me They are all reasons to me They are all reasons to be

the fields and over the hills Body parts and blood will spill Fury, rage inside our minds Black blood flows inside our veins Finish you and all you built

sex, it's a good feel Took by silence, emotion stood still I could feel, her tears spill, from her grille Hurt from before that began to build She told

his man killed Two bottles of Dom got his hands filled And so goes the days of our lives as the hourglass sand spill And built with Passion and a glass

[Chorus: both (Freeway) {LL Cool J}] You ice grilling, your blood spilling Tell me little homey, what's the reason? (That can lead to Freeway squeezing

the hate zone to the high rise all built by man (Wake up and bury what's dead) Ch. Distrust authority The only rules are your own Spilling blood for

his man killed Two bottles of Dom got his hands filled And so goes the days of our lives as the hourglass sand spill And built with Passion and a glass

spill with Kill me if you can, then you's the better man But I'm telling you right now, I'm a motherfucking veteran Gotta spill them niggas be talking

colour Evidence of decadence, escapism, and insulation from the realities of the world in which we live We are currently wealthy, fat, comfortable and complacent We have a built