break out. I wont let it win I cant let it win. I wont let it win I cant let it win. Close my eyes and hope Hope it goes away Hope I'm safe inside for
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. Hands Tied Augen geschlossen.
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. Hands Tied.
spark I'll hear all of the shots go off It's fifty, they say it's fifty See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin top blown off It's fifty, man that wasn'
ll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
a-flying And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet And you need it badly but it lays on
It You Heard It, Hand On The Wheel No Need To Be Nervous, Ride Wit A G Everything Will Be Perfect, Put It Down Put It All On The Surface, Thuggin If You
phone [phone rings], I put my hands on it, answered it, it's still ringin And as I missed the call, smoke came, with the mist and all I saw a smaller
would rather take this energy and stash it in a can Come back and whip your ass with it again Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand It'll eat through
lotta dollars, a whole lotta friends Who can I trust in the end? As the, love keeps spinnin, we all keep sinnin All cause we tryin to win (all cause we
will get snapped with bare hands. fuck music is it rap is it cool but fool just dont confuse it. what happens is that these dudes get rude and then i lose it
: I ain't calling names cause all of y'all the same, plus I'm the king, all my past pain all done changed up All these plains, all these lames, since
mm to your head and make your shit look like spaggetti Y'all ain't ready The hatchet slit you like a machete Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand
feat. Goretex, Necro) [Uncle Howie] "Glenwood mother-fuckin' Projects, that was the fuckin' place man. Fuckin' crack smoking all night. Cookin' it up