million miles an hour No, it ain't enough Machine gun mind and a junkie's rush Life is good Life is fine Pull the trigger one more time Hell is high
sky A million mile an hour, no, it ain't enough Machine gun mind and a junkie rush Life is good, life is fine Pull the trigger one more time Hell is high
Übersetzung: Black Label Society. Hell Is High.
Lincoln 4 A.M. Thinkin' that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas We trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers And only prayers is
society Fiend's on my side, so none of you niggas can ever bother me I try to be a better image for my family But I'm a sin, so they label me a muthafuckin
rise from the past The past is the present, 'cause I still feel the lash It's against the law just to be black 'Cause the war on drugs is just thugs
Lincoln 4 A.M. thinkin' that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas We trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers And only prayers is
it don't stop [MAC-11] Lord have mercy on the young black I shoot up shit with the Tec then where my pride at? My will is empty all I do is 'pose I'm