Testi:
Extreme Who Cares

sight of the light Who cares, who cares, who cares? Tell me who cares, who cares? Who cares, who cares, who cares? Tell me who cares, who cares? All

with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM I

Traduzione: Extreme. Parte III: Who Cares?.

with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM I

with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM I

break it on down and tell the story When they say "2 Live," your mama gets worried When they speak of us, the negative get mentioned But we don't care

his closest friends guessing as to what his exact plans might be. He pushed to an extreme, the axiom that the only safe plotter was he who plotted alone

identify totally with their master in every respect They are the only ones who can not do it but they are the ones who will go to all extremes to do it

Mama told me I'm too related By niggas I'm often hated The reefer keeps me sedated I've waded through life's shadows Fighting personal battles Killin' snitches who