Lyrics:
I'm thought erasing All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had Left me all razed in
Not crazed
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
racing
When I'm thought erasing
All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have
Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had
Left me all razed in
Not
to die.
Free, truth or philosophy? Eighteen years of stolen now
from me, finally, West Memphis free!
So I listen to Metallica, so I listen to Slayer,
Bang-bang your head to this
And get hit by the metal fist
Another metaphor straight from my murder list
I can do this, get up and school this
Those who
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
Killa what's really good my nigga
Un casa what's really good
What's really good flee
Yo, what's really good
I got ta get on this album
I just
I look down on this race I created and all I see is violence and hatred,
I shake my head as I whiz by in my space ship,
The world is like my movie
Mieliśmy już tyle szans by kim innym być w życiu
Ile z nich zmarnowałem to nie dowiem się w życiu
Teksty o piciu nie są wyssane z palca
Tylko z
dzieciaka który by nie obdarł pyska
Na tych boiskach robiliśmy bramki z bluz
Nikt nie miał komputera ale każdy miał luz
Wiesz a po co właśnie wychodziło się
album co gary pobije
Inna niż wszystkie inna niż zwykle
Inna niż byś się spodziewał w skrzynce
Ruszamy z piskiem zawistne mordy zostawiamy z kwitkiem
the ropes now they just wanna wrestle you
Jr. make the beat, ok reloaded, then I execute
Pull up to the party by myself but I still left with you
Let em in
They caught the boy who pulled the alarm today
Coach grabbed him by his shirt
Threw him on the stairs
Kim says he lives with his uncle in Bradley
Just leave me to my weeds and the things that I have earned
2 wheels and 1 cylinder creeping by I’m not even trying to panic ya
Protect your neck when
dem foul moves
Gotta guard my wins
Keepin it private
Lames be tellin these stories Iont be talkin to dem
I can do bad all by myself
Gotta live wit my
got a dime to waste
Grab her by her tiny waist
As she ride my face
I'm a Grimey ape in a shiny cape with alot of cake
Pickup truck how she back it up
nor was i about the ripped jean jacket with the megadeath,
metallica, and slayer patch
i had an internal itch for the (beatboxing) and never
could i
nor was i about the ripped jean jacket with the megadeath,
metallica, and slayer patch
i had an internal itch for the (beatboxing) and never
could i
the trigger on my loaded gun
Till you see we'll be having some fun
So meet me by the backstage door
Light this gun, and lets go for the
Electric Harley house
inside open your eyes
I'm you
sad but true
(Originally by Metallica)
my neck slits
Support the police? I'd rather fuck my ex bitch
I'm like lars from Metallica with the drum
Keeping a blade: samehada it eat you up
When
you call a nightmare
More broken dreams per capita
Locked in, rear naked choke
This ain't S + M, Metallica
Trio full of Hanson's, the foils in
Siapa berani fight
Aku queen dalam catur
Geng dengan James Bond
Tunggang tron
Aku berpantun
Melantun ayat beracun
Blow by Typhoon
Kau jakun
Yo rilex
on the track tabhi paas mere peace
Y'all are Katputlis you be following my leads
I'm the Master of you puppets ya'all are stringed by my leash
Meine metal likha
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