Pistons pumping inside his head Push the needles into the red None can stop him until he's dead None can stop him he's bullet head Long lost all of his
Übersetzung: New Eden. Bullet Leiter.
mountain range And over hills and fields I flew Wrapped up in a royal blue I flew over Royal City last night A bullfighter on the horns of a new
the days, of Adam and Eve I was in the Garden of Eden rollin trees from leaves Nowadays niggaz be dying from a virus called Stress Disease In New York
a mountain range And over hills and fields I flew Wrapped up in a royal blue I flew over Royal City last night A bullfighter on the horns of a new moon
undercover cop But it's safe to say that I'm wired I can't even get a grip of my life with pliers I'm fucked up in the head Close my eyes cause I see
