What gives you the right To fuck with our lives? A devil born in paradise A liar loves to lie Keep watching your back Killers always have killers on
What gives you the right? To fuck with our lives? A devil born in paradise A liar loves to lie Keep watching your back Killers always have killers on
Traduzione: Stelle. Ha mentito sulla morte.
of the Lord The brightly shining Light forever Softly and hastily takes my soul I know I am saved, Christ is alive He?s Gods victory over death The devil
The evening air laps thick about The stagnant moat that Tiffuages claims As dusk now slips away Where taught to run, the rotten tongue Of a hotter Gotterdamerung
you up with them Inglewood bitches to get you smoked Now my niggaz is out for y'all The Roman Empire's about to fall, Death Row is about to fall God damn
that dude alone Cause, he do ya wrong I know I could love you better But my girl's ya best friend we could never be together They never lied saying it
at Shyne? He freestyled from the pen, that's just the fact Said he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he
, I got my hand up her dress The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest And AK47 is my fucking address I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper
tell me about a movie you're making, hopefully making, hopefully making, starring Uma Thurman, hopefully making, hopefully. And you talk for too long, then you say, I love this song
been screwin' the milkman," he says. He was crazy and he kept on screamin' "You been screwin' the milkman," And then he ran into my knife! He ran into
these cockatrice squalled Their songs of necronomicon, they spoke of Gilles De Rais Behold the bold inauguration of the dark side Demonic passions climbing, ill fated stars
go at Shyne? He freestyled from the pen, that's just the fact Said he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he
