love Make way for the way we are Fever still burns though the king is gone Make way for the way we are The king is gone but the fever lives on
Перевод: Главы. Король Is Gone.
to help ya Lost soul looking for shelter On the late night accept it Treat ya good won't disrespect ya My age is young Out of place binge days is done
s more than meets the eye round here Look to the waters of the deep. A city of evil There sat a seven-headed beast Ten horns raised from his head Symbolic
your head Open up you primitive Open your mouth and Open up your head You sweet primitive Open up your mouth It's coming out Open up your head Sweet
Sometimes I feel like... Screaming Close my eyes It's times like this My head goes down And the only thing I know Is the name of this town Is the name
I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone I think you shouldn't have glorified, now your wrong Suck(11x) They f**k with my head Suck
nigga! Uh! "Once again back is the incredible - the incredible" [Verse 1] Stop the presses I'm back! Cook Coke that is Crack, ain't been gone before
later it was on This time my uncle Italy traded and he was gone I was neutral when Japan hit me guess that he knew I aint gone' let my family fight
hell Heaven can wait Long road to ruin There in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow No dead end in sight Let's say we take this town No king
my head While we're talking About all of the things that I long to believe About love and truth what you mean to me And the truth is baby you're all that
Mean It Might Insult Ya (Ha) I'm Like An Ultra Vulture I Fuck Around And Catipult Ya Torture Thought Ya Parents Taught Ya You guys is Chocha I'm Gone
Goddamn Missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one Ima paint da city red wit dis one Ima head wit dis one See u fuckin wit da boys who tote toyz
the S-t. I-d-e-s never the less, I'm hella Fresh, rollin joints like a cigarrette so pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong, I'm gone, beatin' my chest like King
get hummed on Hoes tongues be on my dong dong ? long, head at night, head in the morn Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs Cats be gettin gone
keep from goin under With all these around me. I got em all colors, shapes and sizes, I'm in over my head, these women gone drown me. Spike Lee was
a head shot Compton is the city of God My block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre track Now the world is affiliated Some authentic some n****
up Sweet Jamaica we get so corrupt an.. Chorus: Where is all of the love, we aint livin right People hustle everyday, we need a better life when di money gone di bigga heads
