mold you're in the presence of long enough to fill out. as you speak, walk away. keep walking. drop dead. say what you mean to, you fucking liar. soapbox
Übersetzung: On Broken Wings. As You Speak.
you broke nigga, no bitch, you got it wrong I'm still spending, from Red & Meth sitcom What you doing? Stripping, grabbing on groin I bet your momma proud
end of time Why does freedom move so slowly Unable to speak its mind Some say it's a circle Others think we live on the wing Why are promises broken
, destroyed kings Send you on a voyage with wings [Killah Priest:] I enjoy ya cry for deliverance Such pettiness after this noone will remember it You
to offend you He starts to set traps, that have you setback The last round in this death match So strengthen where you're best at I promise you won't
to his throne You see his face made of hard stone He just sit there and zone My eyes are open but they're empty as the painted eyes on a doll Walk inside
from my slugs Use to sever underground now as real as on top But if a nigga broke I ain't scared to get back on there on the block Running from cops and
came with a few toys like a happy meal This game you could never win Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again Get away from me
you. Sail away and the waves will come for you. The TV cracks as I reach out for you. You've been brain washed, this worlds got to you. Girl the pretty face on
: You On Da Dig? (Yes Sir) You Naw'm Talkin' Bout? (Yes Sir) You See Wut Im Sayin'? (Yes Sir) You Know? (Yes Sir) And If You Dont, Well Thats Too
t see me on his tip toes only on TV I gotta take a quick pose let me stop I forgot this was a big show and being dope made you broke I aint piss poor
Microhard It's the psychotic, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) What good is a call on the phone if you can't speak And you find it hard
s for the boys and the girls on the streets Make sure you listen careful to the words I speak Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat Make
all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to all my To to to, free sanity and wings as they cast away Sometimes I envious on peoples that passed away They so synonym, their wings
let the wires rock All dressed in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the woodworm to choke me And you
to the end of time Why does freedom move so slowly? Unable to speak its mind Some say it?s a circle Others think we live on the wing Why are promises broken
the Lover Man Well, your face turns as red as your glass of wine That you spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time Girl you should be with me you should
