Testi:
Dead Sea Apple

house with a pick-up truck In a place across the sea" I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family You seem like a nice guy" So we went off to America The home of the apple

This graffiti Vandalous, scandalous Hip Hop's evangelist Spreadin' my gospel through the use unheard languages See, my third vision, yo, it's used efficiently While you swim in the sea

of everything I ever wanted I got an attitude of need Help me stay awake, I'm falling... CHORUS: Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea

[Holocaust:] The Indian Chief's name was Spirit, made of fire and mystic And depicted in red, like sea of angels, and hieroglyphics Alcatraz zone, Al

and fear can't face it the child is not right, he's my greatest shame Go out, create thunder, and stand right under That old apple tree Where dead snakes

[Warcloud:] The maid was in the garden, hangin' out the clothes While I crept up and shot her dead in the nose Message in a bottle, violent as our records

freeze it on step one And then I'll stick my finger in it and melt it like it was hot sun [Jamie Madrox] Well I can turn your adam's apple into apple

I arise Voice 1: you're the one that makes me realize Voice 1: with water flowing through to tomorrow Voice 2: glued to your addiction Voice 1: apples

Blind your head in catastrophe icicles No-one's fed in cycles led by cycles dead Ask to shine the flag Love is distance and blue sits like apples bite