Testi:
Pavement Shoot The Singer

Someone took in these pants Somebody painted over paint Painted wood And where he stood, no one stands It's been said he's sitting now In the churning

ya ass as far as they can throw you They think you punkin' but they don't know you Dissin' turf operata, play with twelve shot berettas Buy the Burger

And to where have you been my whole life, c'mon guys Let's play the sap, shoot branch, off, shoot branch But "hee hee hee" giggle the children Who's shot

I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street I still sing

nigga 2 dope Cutlass driving put something in ya chest nigga these boys think they in the clear just let a nigga speak something say something (jump) sing

breaks we got to make Pavement our home and these hearts our own On empty streets we'll never be alone This is all we got, we'll give it our best shot

runnin the same, bickin the lane Ice drain shoot the rest of the pain, I'm reckless Coressing the flame, addressing the strange It's Wu-Tang Chorus: {Sampled Singer

want my sunshine, I want my sunlight Same old story, over and over Somebody tryin to take knowledge over So I fight back with a native dance Sing my

May your music break my ear drums. and your pavement scrape my knees. and the next time i get up and try leaving town shoot my fucking plane to the