me Don?t need mixing gotta keep my right hand free love this club spread simplex 1 2 3 Deal me a card in the Suicide club Falls from Grace with a wallet
stumps of the ancient city Like claws of the gigantic corpse Shining venomous glare of decay I fall on my face, in the middle of the circle I twist and twine
gift of the ancient ones My wise people Have left this world And I've lost their track Dark Raven of Destiny Take my soul up high I'm fighting against the world Twin
like they used to This supposed to be the new school? Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless How long you been famous? I claim this region to hundred-mile radius Twin
boys in Like a free-for-all buffet when my team cultivates a crowd of loose heads And boosted heads get called and all of them fall this way Used to be
I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x) [AZ] I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my bail It's like Attica '67 when
part in this culture of rap Bought some whips so I relate on how these vultures attack Flippin and runnin, double-park, rippin up summons How many niggaz hittin twin
dann huck Ohvend noch die Modenschau, obwohl, do willste ei'ntlich janit hin. Doch wat maht mer nit all, wemmer endlich och dozojehuhrt?! Denn mer will op keine Fall
noch die Modenschau, obwohl, da willst du eigentlich gar nicht hin. Doch was macht man nicht alles, wenn man endlich auch dazugehort?! Denn man will auf keinen Fall
spine Sometimes early in the morning I watch her breathing rise and fall I've spilled in drunk beside her In the stillness of dawn See how her hair spills over Like frayed ends of twine
Fall Nigga Yea What Im Talkin About Screamin like [?] startin Poppin In The Club Only Thing Poppin Is Bottles Fillin My Cup When We Step On Stages Like Da Twin
ya team to the showers When we done with the trophy bitch, you can have ours 'Cause we packin more power And bound to make ya stop, drop and roll like the fuckin Twin
goatee If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G. Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face Dominican race, like my twin Triple Seis Hot
dirty money so respect me or fall But I'm saving all my checks, I'm investing 'em all They say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall Even the stars work
I could tattoo ya. You don't want that do ya? Ya homeboys like "no" Harder we hate then harder he go. He gon rise to be great, We gon fall to the floor
the goat-ti And fixes the land, i be a muthafuckin' o.g. Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face Dominican race, like my twin triple says
and the walls fall in, would you take me over and spin. V2) Stuck to the ground the world spins around. Your hand?s gone numb, you?re falling. You