he's holding on defiantly 'cause he won't give up his decency not sucked in by evil nonsense not weighted by a guilty conscience The quiet man leads a quiet
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. Quiet Man.
storm he's holding on defiantly 'cause he won't give up his decency not sucked in by evil nonsense not weighted by a guilty conscience The quiet man leads a quiet
n get quiet Put the muzzle on the Tech look like it's on fire My gun jammed and unjammed like I planned it Like I was jus takin a breather I'm back blamming
got my own fragrance Power by 50 goddamn it I think I made it! {HAHA! } I tried to keep it basic, they wanna complicate shit, The Feds on my phone that
Blast [Layzie:] Undercover Man, How You Want It Man Ima Fool On The Loose With A Gun In Hand I Got A Sure Shot Aim For The Runnin Man That'll Stop You
it better send it For the cops absorb you soul of course Praise to the pharoah Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn When our niggas still
a quiet kid Bricks of Uranium I see the haters in faggot knapsacks Keep it real 85, exodus back patch Glenwood reps it Howie with crack packs All eyes
and see if it ticks Yeah, give it to the kitten and see if it sicks Then give it to the wonderful, wonderful me And I will tell on my return the way it is With all
But it was weird, it disappeared and it just was here a minute ago I'm glidin in air Flew through a cloud, while I was in it, saw the image of a man
true I can't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy girl dog woman man
: 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
pretend to heal the sick I was takin' everything they had to give It wasn't all that bad a way to live Well I'm in this desert town and it's hot as
as he moves He tends the sick Gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and crying man But he feels it most for the children (unclean) Tears glisten
you're through with it you are gonna make me sick sitting their with your hands in your hair quit if you're through with it you are gonna make me sick
him be quiet] A bus full of high school kids watched it happen He kept screaming like a pansy despite my slapping Plus the neighbors seen it, and so did the mailman But they all
runnin like a maniac all through the ghetto zone And it's steady takin bites out my nug bone Wrustling around and found it's tail So I straight bit it Then it
