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Клетка Hell S Winter

cops shoot civilians Vendors rap stars wall street billions Donald Trump shotgun pumps illegal store fronts Dollar fifty dutches, af one's and dunks Skyscrapes

from their waist He dips into an alley, paramedics climb the stair case Bullets find a place in his back, he pounds the church door Tires squeel, he falls ina priest's

secretary She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester She's a scenester

in her [Cage] She's scared to leave him, convinced somehow she really needs him Back in New York her prison of pain and Billy's freedom Holdin' her baby

[Verse One] A cold day in hell I feel good At least I feel as good as real feels if real even feels good I think back to being a kid and getting my ass