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Traduzione: Pungiglione. Visions Of The Night.
to flip and get flipped on My army march a million strong Like the nation of Islam with suede timbs on Extremely hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision
I know so I must remove the knife We eye to eye now goodbye to his life fool I told you I would get my five dollars back tonight [Slug] Another night (night
Westside G-boy had no love in my fetal stages Bust gages from a pee-wee to BG to teenage rampages Outrageous I ain't the one to step to I'll sting you
chrome crushed the image, considered it a mess Jump the C.O., bust the captain, and hop the fence Did manuveur like a cougar, usin night vision Interrogate
, noons and nights no snoozing Following the Northern Lights Does this Holy Mic, really exist? Or is it I'm risking my life, following visions? The Knights
child I kill 14 billion cells Fuffin L's Stompin devils on all 9 levels of L check the transmission Hear the transition Observe the technition In fly night vision
Yo.. in a dark prison vision microphones moving in motion Volcanic vocalism sparkin flames beneath the ocean Deep rhyme production advanced psychological
time Yes we've all got seeds to sow Not everyone's got lambs to slaughter When the night wind starts to turn Into the ocean breeze And the dew drops sting
game The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion, vision
, we've all got seeds to sow Not everyone's got lambs to slaughter When the night wind starts to turn Into the ocean breeze And the dew drops sting and
me a little time I don't need no chaser, baby, I don't need no lime Are you there Jose? Is there no reason to your rhyme? Don't let this night ever
The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion, vision
my head, mosquito, mosquito red pieces, diseases, floating in the greases, but they smile instead sting of the suckerfly in the dead of the night ride
eyes Burning thru the freeze Vision clouds to the sight of a dream and then Grey eyes of a snow wolf fills the skies Feel the hot sting of winters dying
to flip an' get flipped on My army march, a million strong Like the Nation of Islam, with suede timbs on Extremely hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits an' night vision
