run from yourself No point crying, no point lying Over and over again Got the devil, got the devil inside you Ain`t nothing that you can do Got the devil, got the devil
Traduzione: Corvino. Got The Devil.
witchy woman she got the moon in her eye Well I know you want a lover, let me tell your brother, she's been sleeping in the Devil's bed. And there
float along the clouds Hunt for blood stains My souls almost out And he can only see the pain Wings spread on a porch I sit Conversatin with the devil
hoo witchy woman she got the moon in her eye Well I know you want a lover, let me tell your brother, she's been sleeping in the Devil's bed. And there
to subtract the devil's arrow Singin at his eyes on the sparrow, mind narrow 2 positions, horoscopes and tarots Hark harolds, angels and Christmas carols Raven
feet. And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came. I guess I came to keep from payin' dues. So instead I've got a bottle and
[Killah Priest] Get it goin, yeah, yeah Feel this shit, word is bond Niggaz got shit on they mind Get it out your chest You got somethin to say? Spill
Just one epithet I muttered as inside I gagged and shuddered when with manly flirt and flutter in there flew a stately raven sleek and ravenous as any
I chug Puff a blunt as a chaser now it's time to bug Got the raven two-five, inside of my denim Some said I was the child with the devil in him But all
us Trus' me, articles of God's trust Now as the globe rotates we live corrupt To rot away from the door's jaws of the dark raven Escapin mistaken contemplation
feet And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came I guess I came to keep from payin' dues So instead I've got a bottle and a
Just one Epithet I muttered as inside, I gagged and shuddered When with manly flirt and flutter, in there flew a stately raven Sleek and ravenous as
[killah priest] Get it goin, yeah, yeah Feel this shit, word is bond Niggaz got shit on they mind Get it out your chest You got somethin to say? Spill
liquid leaking outta my speakers Each drop burns all the way down to the earth's core (dust devils) sweep across the earth's floor Crows and ravens don
) You're dropped six feet under six feet The area where ordinary people can't sleep Tech N9ne, Don Juan, Midwest Siders baby Strange Days got the Tecca
