, see the difference Come, let me show you How they control you, see the difference You'll notice the difference You'll notice the difference You'll soon make a difference
slave of your thoughts, all the time? Come, let me show you How they control you See the difference! You'll notice the difference You'll soon make a difference
Traduzione: Rabbia. Differenza.
Ce monde ou l'on tue pour une banale histoire de regard, Ce gosse de quatorze ans dont le sang marque encore le trottoir. C'est une bien maigre recompense
Wasn't intending to do it but yet and still at times you made moves within the game that should never have been played Whether you old or whether it struck you at an early age No difference
jarter hors d'ce trou a rat Tout a l'arrach', pas grave ! passion livree tout a la rage 87, dans mes mains : premiers lyrix de FAF LA RAGE, hommage
Egypt was speaking of the awe That was penetrating slowly about a God they do not know A host of evil angels - each has a different sword Striking
in liberty and keep on alive? Scenes of misery are put in your eyes What's the price of burning in rage time? Lucky is a part of keeping alive No difference
[Slug] (Mixed vocals) Whatta you mean what was my childhood like? What difference does that make? Yo, my childhood was messed up, so what? Everybody
sex stereotypes gender roles reinforce inferiority Exploiting anatomy, exploiting sexuality, preying on insecurities Force fed proper mannerisms, treated different
The flesh goes underground, the book of life, flip the page Yo they askin me how old, we livin the same age I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked
Think I Need You More Than Life Itself But I Aint About 2 Put Down The Mike For A Girl I'm Feelin Urr Pain I Still Just The Same Just 1 Difference I
You can cry if you want to You can rage at the night You can blame all your wounds on the world if you like you can drink from the bottle no ice and
happy now citing law as right from the top on down. Do you only ever tire when you hit the ground? I feel it... I feel my rage a thousand different ways
Syndicating these thoughts are fading so vagrantly This rage in me wont leave, my existence is my everything! I can see this is something a little different
