to run Well, the speakers start screaming, whoa For the neighborhood's dreaming, whoa 'Cause there is no meaning, whoa It's not right, it's a fucking outcry Killing the right
to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right
Перевод: The Living End. Убийство Право.
I am the one who choose the path in my life I don't need you to tell me what is right You have to learn to crawl before you walk What doesn't kill you
the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em (Verse 2) Sitting nude in my living
look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end
again) Over and over again We’re coming back, coming back We’ll live forever, live forever Let’s have wedding, have a wedding Let’s start the killing, start the killing
a stone out yo' ass! Warning, to all those, caps get peeled quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin, "Kill kill kill!" Curb chasin, straight lacin, with
fulfilling me Don't make me live in asylum I live alive Don't want to live in asylum I live a lie Don't make me live in asylum I am a lie
a fist if you want to get live, live Throw your motherfuckin' hands to the sky, sky And make a fist if you want to get live, live Come on y'all! Yeah
live and breathe Because you make me believe in myself,when nobody else can help Because you live,girl My world has everything I need to survive Because you live,I live,I live
you live and breathe Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help Because you live, girl My world has everything I need to survive Because you live, I live, I live
lights that, won't kill me now, or tell me how just you and I, your starless eyes remain. Hip Hip Hooray for me, you talk to me, but would you kill
to retire I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die And if I died today I know I'll probably fry But if I hit the right lick I can live nice Think I'm
wanna feel Who give a fuck dog kill who you wanna kill Just keep it real when it come to me Cuz all my niggas in the slums kinda hungary On my right
end And breaking down Pages torn from books we never read, Cause we're plugged into this grid. Don't pull this plug right now, Or then we'd really have to live
start bustin' [Lord Infamous] First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mine Da End, the souls of