I awoke in a room that was occupied by those about to die For my sleep was disturbed by the sound of old mens cries for help What's this place what the
2,1 Refrain: Wir sind die Generation Rock Wir sind die Generation Rock Seid Ihr mit uns habt Ihr Bock Wir wollen Rock, Rock, Rock 2. Strophe: Ich hor
front and two in the back And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back" [Verse 1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk While I invest stock in wet rock
have come back, real fast on that ass feel me Cause I don't wanna be broke no more Standing in front of the liquor store with rocks no more Cause my man
Five-O And critical with a pistol With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll Serve you. Heard my words Are satanic and wishful Then see you all get pissed off My generals
are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals
-box dei desideri li nell?angolo del bar di Viale Campi Flegrei. Coroglio e un inferno di fumo e carbone e Mangiafuoco ci ha il quartier generale fa
volare forse mi e venuta proprio allora forse e stata una pazzia pero e l'unica maniera di dire sempre quello che mi va Non potro mai diventare direttore generale
rischio costante il suo bacio, una mina vagante Lassu al quartier generale hanno sempre le idee molto chiare piu severe le selezioni per le nuove generazioni! E noi martiri del rock
fire What you sow is what you will reap Slippery when wet Skating on thin ice Caution falling rocks Give a hoot don't pollute Surgeon General's warning
: Vorab: Ya Sippi bedeutet sowas wie "Mein Schwanz" oder "Du bist mein Schwanz" Ruhrpott King, General plus Stammspieler MOK mach dein Maul auf, gib
, crime it is No matter what rhyme it is We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond shits (no question) Based on a general's fist of fury Neck, arm, money
This is my year, eating like a baby in a high chair Fly gear, versace eye wear, we the pioneers I fuck bitches sipping on dry beer Only rock Timbs and
: [Intro: Twiz (Ghostface Killah)] Generals on deck, what's up, son? (Yeah, yeah, yeah... come on!) Salut this (Library shit) (Rock the belt, uh-huh,
we sell a lot a pack sale a lot of crack make a lot of that Throw a lot of stacks qua birthday we gone party like some rock stars everyday we play You
reknown for my realness Only the real will feel this Stainless steel is The straps that I'm copulating Touch'em a lady (?) Blow your hand off African stand-off The general
The ICP has got the Dogbeats Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x] Street lights glearin off the windshield Mear coke crackers on the general
I'm just blinking Go to the compuler and I'm punching What's this information that I'm munching The leader and the followers The rock star and the model The general
