[Saafir as radio host] Rrrah, uhh, bitch! It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh? K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this Like that in fact, with
Репчик. Репчик? Да для меня вся жизнь это репчик! Mic Check как для Тупака чепчик Как чертил Черчилль Уинстон, Честер любил Читос Я курил дудос через
Когда грызутся ногти И на распухших нервах Играет музыка... Вчера я видел труп... Труп своей подруги Она лежала под моим окном Ломают кости,хрустят
If there's any bitches in this room, then there's something I gotta say For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way I've been down
the crowd will rise sky will fall a flash of light to bury us all (woah) cause we are a time bomb the ashes rain and hide the sun of every remains is
I'm chasing time Looking for a beat Open your eyes And repeat after me You try so hard to find a rhythm in your heartbeat The less you know the more
picture perfect turned to worthless bittersweet the taste is like ash in my mouth love we had it you're a bad habit I'm ready to give you up i give up
prepare the masses cause this means war and if it's a fight they want, we'll bring the hell they're looking for with bullets blazing, the coward hits
So I made you lie! And we both hope This will pass by Through are life lines Standing broken Come on tell me You cant hurt me Dont ignore the Lies your
I trip on my words when I hear her voice The thoughts in my head keep running over Again your redundant sympathy for me could never make me feel any better
in a dream in a place of the far reaches of this mind i have seen a true nightmare with a kiss of lovers' lips one a friend the other just a memory it
Эти вдохи и выдохи, читая стихи, когда слова осмысленны, а планы дерзки. И мне было предписано стать жертвой , но я не стал ей, лови темп мой.
Time is… ticking Time for you so hard Time is ticking And my heart is beating Let me know you better I need to love you To living so confident I love
Прошла пора вступлений и прелюдий. Все хорошо, не вру, без дураков. Меня к себе зовут большие люди, Чтоб я им пел "Охоту на волков". Быть может, запись
Когда синий вечер в окошко стучит C Em Белые свечи зажжем F G Пусть ярко огонь в камине горит C Em Мы снова вернулись в наш дом
I juxtapose This goes out to those Who turned up their nose a long time ago Now I flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo I flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo
Well let me tell you We're triple trouble ya'll We're gonna bring you up to speed Here's one for the bleachers and the upper tier Versatile like All-Temp
care what you heard or care what you seen I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine Because I'm not that hairy oh contrary I go with the flow though the tempo
