escape these lies. Will I make it through to the other side? I can't breathe when I'm suffocating. Committed yesterday, now I'm over my head. I can't breathe
these lies. Will i make it through to the other side? I can't breathe when i am suffocating. Committed yesterday, now i am over my head. I can't breathe
Übersetzung: Pop Evil. Atmen.
me Nickel the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo,
To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made
all the haters layin' dormant in the sky So I started from a Trojan, cut the cord and I cried "Please Lord" I live for glory, evil forces to the side
weeds, you'll see, because you under Freeze 'cause KC Gs breathe bringin' the thunder. [Chorus x2: Kaliko] I'm the one that you love when it sing The evil
you didn't die yet" I'm mortal with water, I'm borderline, this border nine I paint a pop part with a fucking bucket of corporate minds [Cage] If evil
pop it to them Cause Ludacris will beat you down with a prosthetic limb I'll put so deep in your ass that you can smell it And your breath'll turn to
and take heed to what I'm sayin Cause tonight's the night and me and my niggaz ain't playin Fat black bitch! Nasty.. bush bear, booga breath bitch
hell in this atrocity Bust my guns at the heavens till an angel fell on top of me He said his name was michael and introduced me to evil acts like Robbin
come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them
wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin' What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll
crazy people To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I'm only as crazy
out I'll pop the revolver Two years in jail and I don't need no package or nothin' Sheek Louch true to this s**t, y'all n***as is frontin' We some evil
a life worth living? You know how it begins But how does it end for me? Will I ever live? Or does He have it in for me? Will this pop before I stop breathing
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 million ways to die Double em' I lock the glock To pop open up six more (? ? ) Seventeen at the knees Freeze a brother like a holocall