MANKIND IS THE END COMPLETE? NOONE BELIEVES BUT I CAN SEE THE COMING OF THE STORM BLOW AWAY THE PRESENT DAY THEN A BRAVE NEW WORLD IS BORN [ CHORUS ] BURN BURN
Превод: Цатцх 22. Спалити.
is the end complete? Noone believes but i can see the coming of the storm blow away the present day then a brave new world is born [ chorus ] burn burn
find them niggas in a meat locker soon Have their mommas crying like they in the heats locker room wassup ! [Chorus] Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside Yyou catch
pussy throw down and drop it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22
Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it in love wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do? wit no cash at 22 take it, or find
heart 24/7 if it aint us its somebody gettin bloody wicked clowns aint the only ones nutty buddy CATCH ME, TONGUE KISSIN a severed head catch me burying
heart 24/7 If it aint us its somebody gettin bloody Wicked clowns aint the only ones nutty buddy CATCH ME, TOUNGE KISSIN A severed head Catch me burying
Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint celly Dare me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me Platinum, heavy 22
nigger catch you f you, bitch ass niggers there's so much shitless, ...to help you niggers solve all your fitness first 48 make sure you never forget this catching
the game Cause we let the top drop like the stock exchange Click sitting on quarters like pocket change Yo Ick trade the six for the Aqua Range You can catch
play Just like yesterday There ain't no second-guessing now Well, you had your way So what can you say One shot is all you're allowed. There's a catch-22
[3:22] Years ago I came back. This'll be my hardest attack. Burning fire in my brain. I can feel the deadly flame. You'll never make it, your blood
movin' that lleyo And now they askin' him to snitch I hate to say it but the nigga dug his own ditch So now he's caught in a catch 22 Damned if he don
a feeling that I can't deny You got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your thigh Actin like my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye Sometimes I slow down, catch
Artist: Hot Boys f/ Baby Album: Let 'Em Burn Song: Young Riders [Baby] Off top, peep this lil' four youngstas out Watch how they lay it down [Juvenile
tucked inside of my coat See me strut through the parking lot, on 22's plus It's a must I make all haters, eat my dust Them jump-out boys, waiting trying to catch
blade, quite the way he sayed yodel-ay never sell the old .22, son, never sell the old .22 cause the old .22?s shot a gopher or two so don'tcha never sell the old .22
