mind with no past Blends all days into eternal light A sick face A sick mind A shadow of tomorrow Maybe it's me A prisoner with a shavel head A prisoner
Traduzione: Drag-on. Prigioniero.
niggaz at, where my bitches at?) (Throw yo' guns in the air!) Friends.. (my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on) Let's be friends (where
I'm getting on that plane, I'm leaving you behind No, there's nothing you can say to drag me back Not this time. Tomorrow has arrived I may have outstayed
Deep in the ocean, mermaids are crying Oh, Lord King of thunder, magic surrounds You Oh, Lord On the island, land of the lives of the hills Ariel's
single/laisse la dance au drag queens. Lino et Calbo Un beat, une grosse basse, pour que j'me place/hausse la voix pour mes soces, (passe-moi les bastos)/faut qu'on
(feat. Killah Priest) [Intro: Jackpot] Artfull Dodgers... [Jackpot] All you crumbs on the table, get wiped off to the floor I pull like spouts, you
GONE BEFORE:] [Episode I:] THE SPLENDOUR OF A THOUSAND SWORDS GLEAMING BENEATH THE BLAZON OF THE HYPERBOREAN EMPIRE [To be found on the second Bal-Sagoth
of the backwoods Muthafucka born inside a tool shed Momma never loved me never paid me no attention Daddy was a rapist 30 years upstate in Fulton County Prison
around and threatenin' to blow his top When an off-duty cop snuck up on him from behind Out in front of the Club Tip Top they slapped the cuffs on Johnny
But if we fight our rights, one day we got to get it [Chorus] [Drag-On:] Yeah, chea, uh, uh Niggas in New York like on the cell Turn to kid got shot
left there to rot for 3 fucking nights Just for being on the fringes of your society But i refuse to help you and your economy Well in two months they'll drag
drinks down [Drag-On and girl] Drag, can I drive ya benz Yeah ma, now call ya friends Drag, can I stay at ya house Why not you can sleep on my couch Drag
, I'm going overboard in this heathen town. It starts as a flirtation and ends up as an expensive habit. With one eye on her place in debtor's prison And the other on
they lied I know that shit I spit on Dilated hurt your pride Screamin' on a record how you wish I died But you don't wanna see me on this physical side
cigarettes Philosophers plots to maul nations out of shock and awe Generation of ideas Children who won't talk at all Profits fall Chalk on walls Years spent on prison
