and takes my soul brings me across this fiery coals. Choirs Dead and gone Do and Die drinking driving suicide, Heading down the last road of your life, Dead and Gone
Übersetzung: Holy Soldier. Dead And Gone.
a west 20th street legend now, you know, Gotta keep that shit alive, Keep the story alive for the youngsters and shit, Show em what a real soldier does
world, and I ain't even charged you a little The martyr is crippled The prophets are dead and buried, but the message is simple And its not written down
Jameson and Superhead Pigs slice to Venice and beef at the benefits meet Buried him on Venice Beach with the flies and the bees Bzzzt - Chino, and Immortal
all dead can't rest. Evil. I feel the darkness growing in my soul. Power. join me, the nightly, I am in control. OF DARKSOME ORIGIN. BRING LIFE TO THE DEAD. AND
Come on boy here I am come and get me DSGB gonna die slowly jerry clap me Y'all know me Ghetto nigga, glock holy and block holy What's up fuck nigga
tryed to sold me And your life, pass the trees, gone fly the laws, frank senatras Singin about street opers, dead gun to be, want to be Al pachino and
it's dead and gone And all I ever wanted was a home And all I ever wanted was a home I was a young man Not yet nineteen I was a soldier And my gun
Blackness rising and now the time has come to pray... No use loser, your life is what I take away! OF DARKSOME ORIGIN... [Music and lyrics by: Dan Swan?] [Additional music and
the white motherfuckers that own the publishin And get the fuck out, if you want the foreigners gone I paint the White House black and park my car on
and dump you and make you something to slum to Chump you forgot to ask him, I got that platinum Jump you, I bag and burn him, and bad ones learn from
of gain, with they sights on fame Got ice in they veins, and not enough light in they frames No shackles and chains, just bullets and brains And lost
