zeroed out. count me out. fuck the left, fuck the right! we don't want your boring street creed. there's a real world outside
x2] Revolvin into zero All my time, all my time, revolvin into zero ("Well let's rock the [tweet]!") Revolvin into zero All my time, revolvin into zero
[Verse 1: XV] Yeah, Vizzy, it's crazy, hahaha Uh, liquor over ice, livid over life Better pay attention, before this shit is overpriced I could handle
Zero conversation, words upon a page No communication, no respect Zero, but a world of words, a war, a simple rage Not worth the time to look in or dissect
so far into my rearview I see the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too [Chorus: repeat 4X] It's zero tolerance around here (fuck them laws) It's zero
zeroed out. count me out. fuck the left, fuck the right! we don't want your boring street creed. there's a real world outside.
Traduzione: F-Minus. Azzerati.
: Zero conversation, words upon a page. No communication, no respect. Zero but a world of words, a war a simple rage. Not worth the time to look in or
: [Verse 1: XV] Yeah, Vizzy, it's crazy, hahaha Uh, liquor over ice, livid over life Better pay attention, before this shit is overpriced I could handle
: zeroed out. count me out. fuck the left, fuck the right! we don't want your boring street creed. there's a real world outside
gia grande. NOI ma non siamo qui NOI per arrenderci NOI mimetizzati NOI poi colpiscili. Erano tempi di ansia noi si girava in banda zero valori
I had reason, reason to try To win something, Gotta fight Last pener, Last pener around I was a nut, Zero not a hero Bandit like no one around Breakin' every f
vision Of all that my ancestors have done Like, say, the women who gave their lives So that I could have one People, we are standing at ground zero
mouth of madness Loud and manic The motive of the bird going south on the Atmos' Picture a hole Put your hero in Envision the gold Now zero in Been watching
(musica: V. Nocenzi / testo: V. Nocenzi, F. Di Giacomo ) Dormi, c'e bassa marea stasera e non si naviga controvento credimi. Dormi, forse c'e
(M.Morini - M.Borzone - M.Bosso - F.Saba - G.Cancilla) Non capisco mai perche' lavoro senza risparmiarmi ma non riesco a risparmiarmi. Neanche il poco
No message, Preoccupied with flow Whatever happened to that storytelling style that you know Or you Don 't, "Whatever, now I don't give a What! " Almost said the F
t really out there gettin' it baby If you a balla, and a shot calla Then throw ya hands up if you gettin' it daily [Verse - Chamillionaire] Koopa, I got comma's and zero
