em in! Feels like flying - When we are falling One more time Ready to die Wild for the night Death comes pale Cold is the grave Blackout under neon lights
Перевод: Корона. Холодная находится могила.
crown I lead a crusade fight for belief to be one out in the field fearless and cold building the road to my Calvary strong is my steel dark is my
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee that nigga Big Ass Moe chillin with my partna named DeMo its on his birthday we comin through in a nigga trunk is
Capitalism, money and power Catch me in the Trump Tower with a honey and powder I feel the shadows death is comin' to an end My lifes slippin' from me, ya'll niggaz is
flow over me.. I see teared eyes around, Around my grave Who're you talking to, love? The skull you hold won't speak You see, my flesh, so solid Now is
justifies the means To hell you will be sent The wolf leader now is the stalked Expansion state of horror Guns echo over the grave A thousand fates are
blew colder Here in a bed of wrack and shingle Beneath rests a sea king of the north His fallen history remains unknown Now his grave is just a heap
4 am Bay Bridge Music -Andre Nickatina im like a lighting bolt that can a pope from cloud to cloud man hit the library my style is in the rap files i
like Stu it Mind over matter action is needed When the big one not to be super seeded Responsibility is somethin' I can't deny The illegallies is Narcist
for us out there Innocence is lost Speed up the fall and say Amen There is death for the dogs Destin rongé pa le remord Un sacerdoce grave dans
go... and what will you do? When death is coming knocking at your door! You can cry and pray... wish it all away But death is coming knocking down
cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Whore for the cold world, whore for the cold world Sparkle my
Planet is so sweet Like you never see before And the stand of the crown Licks on I day I shall return Cold side of the war Try to your life are never
four walls and a roof above But oh! so cramful of cosy joy and crowned with a woman's love A woman dearer than all the world and true as Heaven is
, four walls and a roof above; But oh! so cramful of cosy joy, and crowned with a woman's love -- A woman dearer than all the world, and true as Heaven is
hellcastels prophet All is dismal- the tragic is told Farewell- an empty eternity, all as decayed Time is not time here anymore Life is not life anywhere
