Not you Not you Not you Not you I'm me not you What have I done and what am I to believe? Well, not a single thing you're saying to me I've had enough
Not you! Not you! Not you! Not you! I'm me not you! What have I done, and what am I to believe? Well, not a single thing you're saying to me I've had
Übersetzung: Zero-Behörde. Du Bist Nicht Allein.
Übersetzung: Zero-Behörde. Not You / Fuck You.
The beauty of your mothers eyes The pain when you fall You drink it in and marvel at it all But you never really figure it out You get used to
[chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands one to your cranium That red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian (Yo watch you say to him!) You caught up
growlest Asiatic arctic flow is so frigid Is it the zig zag? I'ma pay you a visit Somehow mistake me as an old wise wizard World, I'm not the same I
damned You're here Red dot And now you know where not to go The middle ground is absolute zero What can be found at absolute zero Can we begin at the
grounds adolescent negligent intend zero evidence years of underdeveloped races street technique, raises enemy encases tasteless authorities run mazes
thin You're coming to me Please tell me this is a joke I've heard you spitting lies Since the first word you spoke You talk and talk's so cheap You'
you've read them shits, read them shits again! But watch what you're repeatin If you don't know the history of the author You don't know what you're reading
vexed pussy found that I put more crush, on crews than Jets You're just that simple plus overfronted but that's the status Cold caught my shit you better not
beauty of your mother's eyes The pain when you fall You drink it in and marvel at it all But you never really figure it out You get used to it The babble
he lands one to yo cranium That red dot on your forehead is not cause you're Arabian (Watch what you say to him) You caught up in a tight situation I
forehead it's not 'cause you Arabian (Yo watch you say to him) You caught up in a tight situation I should start erasin' your whole organization for makin' Wack tunes while my whole platoon rock the basement You
come through on cold steel on back of the snowmobile I just came back from shogun hill Make you kneel, face the wall Shoot you in the back of the head
the Martians Since "Channel Zero" I tried to do somethin' to save you But you threw away the jewels I gave you When you're ready to move to the mouth
