molest and destroy just a five year old boy And you make me suffer, motherfucker Ripped my heart out I was only five, five, five Five, five, five, five, five
losing my mind You molest and destroy just a five year old boy And you make me suffer, motherfucker Ripped my heart out.. ...I was only five... ...Five
Перевод: Machine Head. Пять.
of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! [Outro - Mike Shinoda] Yeah! Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine
One, two, three, four, five, 666 It seems that I change into a stone, maybe you know this feeling, it’s like to feel nothing, it’s like to feel useless
and dogs The sergeant major of the neighborhood is weighing up the cost The senior transit lane While we're standing in the rain Worried if our heads
hurt, heartache and hard times, it's hard to explain I could feel the anger starting to happen again I'd bust your head and break your brain for five
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Yo, what's the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that Tryna get our head rights, get this money
party out Ah ah, I smoke Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Saturdayh Two lay ya blunt, players with cream If I die my spirit will jump inside machines
be shook Broke bitch You can't fuck with me, you can't afford me Broke bitch You can't even afford a happy meal from McDonald's Broke bitch Five dollars
gone Now look who's comin' yeah look who's back Quick drop the bombshell straight to the track The 21st century killing machine I'm on the inside of a five-headed
, Mexico Thinking of the big score the night before met the connect Who was impressively dressed in high fabrics With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the Mezzanine Brandishing sub-machine
I'm venting let's shove a vending machine Up his rear end when he's bending over pretending that he Didn't say anything that would be offending to me Stick his head
