I'll never back down in the face of anger I always live in a world of fear It's in my mind, but it has brought me here Invoking feelings, hating Mind
Übersetzung: Face of Anger. Tongues Of The Next Shit.
Übersetzung: Face of Anger. No Limit.
tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger
barred up Medallion iced up Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger
: power dizzy with it stumble detail a chance for us to quarrel anger my head is shaken violent if i could calm or restrain you for the sake
When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't
grab it I was born inside a love zone With a glock-nine young marriage It's critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a heart full of anger
was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman
Come on Throw ya hands up (throw ya hands up) Throw ya hands up (get em up) [Verse 2:] Could it be, that controversy was my destiny I let my anger get
t look at you no communication I guess we're through it comes as no surprise typical human race talkin' shit behind our backs but never face to face
clown! Clown you ain't shit. Turn around get your face split. Clown you ain't shit turn around get your face split. Clown you ain't shit. TUrn around get your face
thief or somethin' That hurt me, c'mon son that wouldn't hurt you I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple I need anger management, see I hold
really desperate man I won?t get to get what I?m after - till the day I die I learned how to raise my voice in anger have a look at my face it ain
yeah we will) And tell you hore she can come to my place (yeah) After she burn it up fore fucking up you face [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Pickelh] Now it's
trying to straighten up the mess in my mind about this place, I can't contain myself anymore, can't you see it's written all over my face? Why don
can go back to him any time you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon and expose it With his businesslike anger
: In death, you face life with a child and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls. You're a soldier of mercy, you're cold and you curse
