solitude Failing every face I try to be I'm not your progress, the pay of your pains I'm stabbing the questions for answers I can't face I'm losing the
faces, somber faces, that's what I see I see soft faces, hard faces, lookin' at me Glad faces, sad faces, everywhere I see I see keen faces, dull faces
solitude Failing every face I try to be. I'm not your progress, the pay of your pains I'm stabbing the questions for answers I can't face I'm losing
Перевод: Demon Hunter. Наши лица Fall Apart.
N.Y.G. (IT'S) M.O.P., and X to the Z is a friend of our family (YEAH MY NIGGA) For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players I rub you under your face
out I was down in your basement now ya Musta just heard the sound of my stomach growlin from down there Positive theres no one fowla down here thats how they found ya Face
On his trail the stones they grew he was led astray forces strange he had to face magic unseen when he asked he was not answered but he would not yield
don't want to hear you I don't want to hear your... Fake Tales of San Fransisco Echo through the air And there's a few bored faces in the back All wishing
? (Can you feel the pain) Let's split our face around you Do you wanna scream? (Do you wanna scream?) Let it out 'cause no one can HEAR YOU I'm on the hunt
lots of tension People turn around when you become a star it seems But others hate you all cos you've fulfilled all your dreams They smile in your face
your own congregation Measure the sovereignty of it’s invigoration We, who not deny the animal of our nature We, who yearn to preserve our liberation We, who face
Slaughterhouse under blood-red skies Tongues of flame cremating piles of dead bodies Skinless dead faces covered with flies Are smiling direly No single
up my daughter When the bell says the school out Who the hell brought tools In this peaceful event Now I can love you Front you Or we could hunt
meant shit So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (nigga!) Breakfast yes let's eat wipe ya mouth when ya finished Then hunt for the lunch and
down a brother we ain't cut from the same cloth you Downy soft Bullets separate ya body compound a busta I'ma find ya if ya hidin I'm a bounty hunter
twice. Technology, the battle's unfair, You pull the hammer without a care. Squeeze the trigger that makes you Man, Pseudo-safari, the hunt is canned... The hunt
hunt you down without mercy, Hunt you down all nightmare long, Feel us breathe upon your face, Feel our shift, every move we trace. Hunt you down without
