Songtexte:
Running Wild Satan

hide. He comes with rage and thunder to break, destroys the idols and gods Never gives, your soul he takes, just show 'em the way to hell Satan! Six

to hide. He comes with rage and thunder to break, destroys the idols and gods Never gives, your soul he takes, just show 'em the way to hell Satan!

burnt to a crisp Jump out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this" Long armor, construction's on, I'm pro-drama Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers Bearded

to act a fuckin fool is the 6 the devil though make you wanna powder your nose have you smoking hydro weed satisfaction guaranteed bucking wild and throwing

Stan: There's a bunch of birds in the sky, And some deers just went running by, Ohhh, the snow's pure and white on the earth rich and brown, Just another

(Jimmy P. Brown II) Imaginations running wild Innocent they seem Polluting your mind A formulated scheme The battle, it start in your mind A lesson to

who laugh as they prey She's wild, Satan's beautiful child And she giggles at the thought of being defiled In her dreams, her toes spike the air Her fingers running

your Satan's child Easily bruising, sorrow cruising Satan's child On the darker side of wild (Now you're) Satan's child Cold retribution the only solution Satan

Stan: Theres a bunch of birds in the sky, And some deers just went running by, Ohhh, the snows pure and white on the earth rich and brown, Just another