Scarface set and no snakes allowed Keep the pace ready set brothers rollin' out Packin' a MAC-10, strapped and capped in Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made
them orders, ignore them orders Come bleed our fathers, God bless our mothers 'Cause God made hate, God made hate Then God made you God made hate God made hate
show me what that pussy made for At the end of the night, I'm gonna do you right Girl, you need to show me what that pussy made for Show me what that pussy made
The fear of life it's fucking worth dying Even though its all in the head I keep on wishing i was just dead Pain is real Misery i feel Hate made me
Превод: Цхинги. Хате Тхат Маде Аде.
Превод: Жива бића. Бог је створио мржње.
Stashing the bag and the joint There's no real dealer Makin' the change counting on 8 foot sativa The choice is mine smashed as all is fine The choices
These things in my life I've seen dreams in my head Thats can destroy the way things work I can't take it anymore just take it anyway All of my life
to change my mind Get out and stay outa my life Can't you see the time has come To put you back in your place These changes have made me come to find
Something inside is taking my life Can't kepp on going like this All of the time there was no kind That could make you believe in what is true Come
it The fear of life it's fucking worth dying Even though its all in the head I keep on wishing i was just dead Pain is real Misery i feel Hate made
Danger on your doorstep, get the red carpet out Get the floor swept, turn the volume to full Feel the adrenalin pull prepare to break every rule Just
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You said to me that i was the only one Who could keep it true to you unlike anyone But you were mistakin' because I fucked up But now things have changed
Slaving for this dead life Waiting endless fuck this Controlling thoughts no remorse Can not take this End it no-one cares For many years steadiness
It's like a walk in the dark And then there's one remark and knowing that you're gona die Someone behind is gona take your life And you keep wondering
Trigger pen click bullet thrases, cutting lasers Time bombing tick, slashing throats on concrete pages Fuel set to explode, major panic make a train
