the strength in his hand Feel the world expand I feel my spirit resist But I open up my fist Lay hand over hand over Hand over fist
of the common touch Hand over hand Doesn't seem so much Hand over hand Is the strength of the common touch Hand over hand (Hand over fist) Doesn't
strength in his hand Feel the world expand I feel my spirit resist But I open up my fist Lay hand over hand over Hand over fist
Traduzione: Corsa. Hand Over Fist.
beenie hat on sloppily and promenade out to take up a collection i got game like i read the directions i 'm wishing that i had an automobile as i feel the cold wind rush
top of your list But never figured how you did it cuz it tastes like piss I'd rather sip the two fingers till I make me a fist And take a break from revolutions
, broke niggas get no say In the streets with no loot, might as well be mute And dollars make cents so let's talk about this Money hand over fist the
You bounce against my rectangular light I fall asleep inside your spherical night And dream about coming together again As a fist comes from an open hand
Move with the rush and I hold who you can trust That are bless anytime hit you for any son Go fifth to fist in the mist they'll kick plenty rhyme Give
truth about ya lies Multiplied by many ways, chase the devils back to the cave I praise a Swarm within my mouth And swing the one in my hand Absorb the
true in the clutch Move with the rush and I hold who you can trust That are bless anytime hit you for any son Go fifth to fist in the mist they'll kick
are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Blood rushing
thirsty, and we're coming in, I'm eatin and drinkin and these are my friends, Hand over fist, damn don't resist, My fang, gang or bang and man-handle
on sloppily And promenade out to take up a collection I got game like I read the directions I'm wishing that I had an automobile As I feel the cold wind rush
sands of the mighty Sahara comes, Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me. His passion burns, the world it turns, He fills his hand
