Feels like my last name is motherfucker, first name is you Wanna love you while we fuck to show you I'm the truth But you feel like it's fair and your
Here I lay all alone Tossin turning Longing for some of your Tender Love I'm waiting for the right moment to come So I can thank you for All
does Lethal when I interject lyrical injections Brain soaked in formaldehyde for future inspection Lyrical MD's, looking for the cure To this disease inflicting all these wack MCs Lyrical MD
i drove all day through sun and fear to see you and to meet her with a hope stained heart and this promise in my head and it's good to know we haven'
Que muy machino? A muy machino, Marica nena mas bien Putino! Puto el que no brinque y que no salte. Puto el que no grite chingas madre. Puto el guey
400 years over slept, Searching for the times, so I turn to the ref And he seems to think there's only two years left Wait 2013; catch a new year's breath
i drove all day through sun and fear to see you and to meet her with a hope stained heart and this promise in my head and it's good to know we haven
Que muy machino? A muy machino, Marica nena mas bien Putino! Puto el que no brinque y que no salte. Puto el que no grite chingas madre. Puto el guey que
i drove all day through sun and fear to see you and to meet her with a hope stained heart and this promise in my head and it's good to know we haven't
Maybe you might have heard But no one spoke a word The day the planet cried The day the music died Each day another dream Killed by the music scene All
Fight, something's different Hate, something's different Fight, something's different Hate, something's gotta change I guess hate is dead or At least
From the dust of which I came To dust I return again From my mother I am torn With my brothers off the war We escape before the dawn Try to outrun the
New York City, Hollywood, Philadelphia, New Orleans Cincinatti, San Francisco, Detroit City, Albequerque Reno, Tuscon, Dallas, El Paso Tulsa, Vegas, Denver
An old man cuts his face But not because the razor's dull It's from his hands shaking From the lack of what he's taking Not like an old man's memories
Freedom, justice, power of reason Peace, opportunity, compassion, equal equality These are the things we need The same stars shine on everyone We're
Dig in the trash, there's nothing to eat Sores on my tongue, sores on my feet Open the fridge, there's only pickles and beer Breakfast of champions, only
