on my side It's my revenge, it's my revenge One last resort, my broken back I have a reason and a cause to fight back It's my revenge, it's my revenge
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. Meine Rache.
t on my side It's my revenge, it's my revenge One last resort, my broken back I have a reason and a cause to fight back It's my revenge, it's my revenge
't on my side it's my revenge it's my revenge my last resort, my broken pact i have a reason and a cause to fight back it's my revenge it's my revenge
Don't fuck around and make it true [Tupac] Hahahahahaha My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe I pull revenge on bitch niggaz that
no remorse Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin deadly force In my brain all I can think about is fame The police know my name, a different game, ain
map with this mackin shit Time will tell if it's made well Well I raise hell and excel cause it pays well Jordan couldn't dunk it any harder, pump it
talkin', just walkin' Hand me down my walkin' cane. Heart burnin', still yearnin' Got to get you out of my miserable brain. All my loyal and my much-
all day we ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it's a damn right get up in
t see you in all black when everybody was suitin up, back on the block, kickin it in and it was no you with us, CHORUS 8 miles and running, got my 7
romance Walk walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy Walk walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy Walk walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy Walk walk fashion baby Work it
and it get liberally doused miserable louts, you made my home a target of terrorists and you created wealth and we see you're not sharing it you'll be
kerosene and it get liberally doused Miserable louts You made my home a target for terrorists And we created wealth and then we see you not sharing it
walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man it?s the revenge of the lambs: "big bad wolf, we?re sick of these scams" sick of these plans, sick of
: The gravity here is just sick for revenge It's like my lungs are filled with chains . . . The sky seems so low, It hasn't moved this slow Since the
around and burn their fortress to the ground Socializing makes you sick from drinking everything and if looks could kill we'd surely all be dead maybe
