world has turned to grey The colour on your life has gone and left you What once you had has gone away Consuming are the thoughts you just won't let go
has turned to grey The colour on your life has gone and left you What once you had has gone away Consuming are the thoughts you just won't let go The
Traduzione: Suolo. Let Go.
earthquake let me see that shit shake Left cheek right cheek make it vibrate Breast meat thigh meat make it rotate Round and round like a merry-go-round
risk Gotta say I found, go hard like them Donald barbarian What is beef? Can be no vegan or vegetarian In the streets, I kinda hardly to let the palm
will smash out the Taurus energy pure decompose in the porous soil of life moving on it's courses crystal's neath' the surface radiate the cycle combing minerals they will flex and let go
breaking new ground Yeah, the only thing you left When you left me was no choice Gonna plant my love in another field With no rocks beneath the soil
arrive on a breath of velvet wind Begin, enter darkness unseen by those who haven't sinned Slowly step in time with raindrops pelting the earth and soil
Tash] Ahh, ahh I be killin it (why Tash?) cause I be feelin it I get money so no need for stealin it I work diligent beneath the Earth's soil where I
flip and spin But for the One who made a trip to put a flip on sin Graf artist: We use our markers and spray To display the glory of the God that can save Go
The intense grasp death's strangle-hold has over me confines me to my own personal agony Set me free, let me go Release the chilling grasp with which
shot to the head Instead we get high as a mothafuckin nigga yeah wit no dreads, no dreads I get to plugging that, who Thuggin that Gotta go drop a bug
As I open my eyes wide And the dark creeps from the walls I have to find where I am blind I can trust nothing at all As I touch the soil?s surface
many years of toiling touring tears falling naw pouring jaded from the industries jabs a lil slower like Muhammad Ali but still we able to last so we go
I'm the nigga to mess with Let the tech lift, direct chest hit, melt your necklace For instance, you just a henchmen, on tough soil (what?) A follower
Buccaneer you rotten bunch Of sons of Queers As a Child they always said the Beast was way beyond HIs years Let go your Fears but Dont let go your inhibitions
Vicious Circle Of The Earth As It Turns Slow Sit Back And Let The Shisha Burn Slow We Need Help, I Ask Myself Where'd The World Go? [Massari:] Weinek
