[music & lyrics by jos] guilt is growing in my head building on a painful past distorting all i think and see my mask is your reality innosense on
Alchemist (Snoop Dogg) {Sample from EPMD's: 'Can't Hear Nothing But The Music'.}] Yeah! Who get caught slippin'? {Can't hear nothing but the music I'm
victim on the dance floor, dance floor. She hooked me with the rhythm Come on get up on me cause I know that you want it. Music got me burning and I
believe it Anything to do wit millions I'ma be wit it Hats off to the hardcore niggaz FUCK the rest In my guess y'all useless, just talkin music Never
that I?m Pursuing, it makes my heart sparkle and shine Sometimes when I kick a rhyme she keeps me in line I love the way we combine because she?s musically
(Lyrics: Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) If you need a holiday somewhere in the sun Let me show you something that is really fun Take a sparkling
nightbird and like a snake I am winding myself into tight jeans the look on my face's gonna make all the girls know what I mean I come in the music stops
by the music She looked like a spiderweb. Fresh from the war He complements her bedroom decor She didn't know this time she was the victim He had nothing
[music and lyrics Waters] silent, waiting for the kill, stalking, prey on weak and ill smell the fear in the air ending life without a care i see you
the air and this is what he said [Chorus]oi! oi! oi! from the dead end of the street oi! oi! oi! we'll never see defeat a victim of a circumstance or
(pola) Das pena y bn cruel va a ser tu condena Alante yo no firmo pol una cadena Yo tu no estas ready pal escalmiento Frustrao victima del engavetamiento
em hot and jumpy trying to get that God money Steering the van through the blizzards the fanfare Pivot when we visit Spit victim if you stand there (
hood after dark, dodging poison darts Catch one in the left lung I hope the Cherokee parks by itself tracksmart Act like you part of this you'll find yourself victim
, even if they foul him I'm here to sell more than a couple thousand I've worked too hard to be looked at as lousy I stand unamused, only music can arouse
home and just hide, Or go out and play God with a gun at your side? Becoming a target or arming yourself You're a victim of fear either way Living in
[Music: Furni / Lyrics: Dave Rotten / Guest Vocals: Bjoern Goosses] When mommy died the family had to continue Years passed and daddy got a hot new
[music: furni 7/98] [lyrics: dave rotten] worthless drunk loser withdrawn on his own misery hater of mankind despised any help to his suffering neglected