stray, That was the past, so leave it behind, This is the future, it's all in our mind. Feeding your interest, in between lines, Reading the caring one, sign of the times
stray That was the past, so leave it behind This is the future, it's all in our mind Feeding your interest in between lines Reading the caring one, sign of the times
, That was the past, so leave it behind, This is the future, it's all in our mind. Feeding your interest, in between lines, Reading the caring one, sign of the times
Traduzione: Follia. Sign Of The Times.
no sign no reason no clue no warning no fare nobody cared 2 o clock in the morning heavy licks they was layin on me but at the same time my momma she
Lyrically see me as madness, I'll touch them faggots They don't have it, plus them average, crush them bastards with one lines, bust 41 times like one-time
First sign of madness you talk yourself second sign of madness yoursef talks back First sign of madness you talk yourself second sign of madness yoursef
right now Here right now Remember when we laughed and carried on Long before the madness had begun Here now Spend a minute next to me Slow down Take the time
Blind Now it feel the curse Come to it's world following the sign Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind Give us the help we're waiting for your sign
all the madness. It's sad enough you gotta watch how they get jacked. But the worst ones the criminal that's hidin behind the badge. You got a problem, it may be a waste of time
thief, home of the slave Grant imperial guard where the dollar is sacred Hold up, gimme one right here, hold up You don't give money to the bums On the corner with a sign
the flame will burn on and on The lower people eye must be closed in time for the nation where the future roamed Take my hand No more sicks of madness
Madness in your eyes See your velvet lies All you need is dirty heart Living in a world Here it comes to fall Day is done and see they come See they
since birth "New York is number one today in the house!" [El-P] I'll do the simple shit, strike harder than Hoffa El the maladjusted MC, Funcrusher Massive, a sign
He's insane, calling on the day 'Til the clouds get blown away Where inside his mind Lie all of space and time And the farthest worlds unite It's a Saturday sun And the madness
call me amphibious Submerging so deep yanking curtains on these idiots Walking 'round oblivious more than annoying Everywhere I turn a black life is destroyed and Times is getting tough gotta sign
Curb hanger and hopper at the oracle of hipster Just like Black Caesar my depths are fresh 'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign My laid-back pimp
be someone I can blame Someones gotta have answers, someone's written a masterplan Cause I can't see no sign of God's involvement, this has gotta be man So much madness
