Alone in the dark, feel him close beside you An icy breeze blown in your neck A wind like pain freezing all your courage His ruthless hand will cut your
Talk won't work this out I don't need to shout I just need to scream So stop telling me I'm not the man that I should be You blame me, shame me You
The old man is crying and he's lying The blood on his hands (is) from his wife Oh Lucy your mother is crying in the sky Lucy Where am I? They took me
Talk won?t work this out I don't need to share I just need to scream So stop telling me I'm not the man that I should be You blame me, shame me You take
Traduzione: Metalli Preziosi. Mr. Big Stuff.
: Talk won't work this out I don't need to shout I just need to scream So stop telling me I'm not the man that I should be You blame me, shame me You
: The old man is crying and he's lying The blood on his hands (is) from his wife Oh Lucy your mother is crying in the sky Lucy Where am I? They took
Mr. Mixx] Yeah! When we get them hoes, we let all the boys run up in 'em, y'knahmsayin'? Right about now we gon' let my man get loose! Mr. Heavy Metal
back up Notorious biggie killer Affiliation with death row Niggaz get their caps pealed back Fool this the west coast Fuck a misdemeanor I'm raisin hell like felonies Mr
fellas die, bullets fly in fellas eye Fellas end up in a wheelchair, hollows fly in fellas thigh Hello hi tell your guy, don't pedal by metal fly You
the metal down the line Supersonic o. d. blows your mind Hit the trash for the big time PRACTISE WHAT YOU PREACH NOTHING'S OUTTA REACH [x2] Hey mr.
m a crackpot Now sit back and relax - I'm doin that already! Please keep your hands steady - Why? - Your face is all sweaty Yo I'm ready to heave Mr.
m a crackpot Now sit back and relax - I'm doin that already Please keep your hands steady - Why? - Your face is all sweaty Yo I'm ready to heave Mr.
she ain't seeing my face. Grinnd. [Verse 3: Giggz] Black woolly Nikey hat pack that Adidas jacket in the grind gettin mac. Light square paps (yeah) nightmare raps (yeah), niggers better know that Mr
the way from the Cle-Town we got my man E Hella (Louie Town) Foundation!!! [Foundation] You never met a four, better with metaphors Metal for whores, like Tiger's metal
dying Metal heart -- metal heart Unplugged they die Metal heart -- metal heart They found it everywhere Metal heart -- metal heart Lifeless piece of steel Metal heart -- metal heart -- metal
the b-b-base from this k-k-k-k-kay, I am runnin in yo place, it is I yes ace, mr h double o d, mr get you when you sleep, mr see me in the streets bitch
Don't write checks my ass can't cash If hip hop's dead then I'm a necrophiliac Digging out backs and feeling tracks when I rack Full Metal Jacket rapid
