C?e molto silenzio in giro ma tu non devi temere ora diamo la carica a tutti i grilli C?e molto buio in giro ma tu non devi avere paura arrivo io aggiusto
Sie seh'n aus wie du und ich Und auf den ersten Blick erkennt man sie nicht Sie tragen Masken aus Fleisch und Blut In ihren Augen brennt die grausame
I want you to know as you lie in that bed, That I miss you more than any word that I've said, And it meant more to me to touch your forehead, Than all
gave it one shot now I'm out cold and so ready to go Like a leg drop, like a face wreck like a steel chair to the forehead gave it one shot now I'm half
tree Malchut, Iesod, Keter The words in creation The words in destruction The word become flesh My flesh become the word This stone of ours Carve the letters On my forehead
medieval torture rack to contort your raps To speak your mental thought will get you caught and hung from rafters by your ligaments, suspended with your forehead
no different from a cell [Esoteric] Boarding the plane, my brains borderline insane Train of thought out of wack as I creep around the back of the jet My forehead
a reservation grab your coat and just dip No alarm clock, sleeping all afternoon Shrimps and steak without leaving the room I know you like that even when your ass get mad Forehead
Standing at the window looking out with both hands on the phone pressed to my ear I lean my forehead against the glass and it's cold against my skin
you, I do it all for you I do it all for you, I do it allllll for you They put me on the wrong world, yes they did Star on my forehead bless this kid
ll stick the pin in your neck just to earn respect Stuff the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it out Or write it on yo' forehead cause that's what
I shoot the pope Impotent pedophile pig I'll cut your flaccid dick And I'll nail it on your forehead Does it remind you something? I know you won't
doubt Open up and let them all fall out Honey smoothes the wrinkles from you bed Gone are the indentations of your head Leaving just the frown upon your forehead
slowly crushes the ice Shiver, feeling it's state In the dark cell dancing shadows Remind of lost little figure Sudden cold breeze skims sleeping mother's forehead
the alter, these lungs of mine are closing in and in her nasty dress like her mothers she falls between the skin and the lines on her forehead I have
to bleed Got guns in different states, you can't catch me sleep Put bullets in ya heart, bullets all up in the meat That's right behind the forehead
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin The ice in my veins the staples in my chin I've got it carved in my forehead "Slave To My Sin" Too violent for
mic whether it's with or without a cord So I grab hip-hop right before wack MC's infect it Come attackin to your forehead and slowly make you respect