it's - delicious expose yourself to the - malicious expose yourself, they're - so vicious All these years / will this shield disappear and will
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. The Shield.
life it's - delicious expose yourself to the - malicious expose yourself, they're - so vicious All these years / will this shield disappear and will
eat it off I take his breathe away, Kim leave him speechless I'm so wet, I have a nigga feelin' sea sick He in the streets all day, but it's alright
Well, the whole world is filled with speculation The whole wide world which people say is round They will tear your mind away from contemplation They will
no telling at what point it will stop, All I got to do is point to the spot, When the bomb drops boy does it drop, And when it does boy there's a problem
ice Put it all together let it all gleam nice Gotta pay a mean price you go against my click And here's one thing y'all should never forget, that [Chorus
: [plates 25-27] [1] The eternal female groan'd! It was heard all over the earth. [2] Albion's coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint! [3]
y'all motherfuckers This is my word, when you see us When you see us flashing and shining And building and adding on Y'all niggaz just watch it, hear
aint no telling at what point it will stop, All I got to do is point to the spot, When the bomb drops boy does it drop, And when it does boy there's a
Snuff you buck you stuck in the guts Untenable thrust plus that hammerhead busts Once I splash acapella wind shaft This sick wild behavior can't shield
sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about...) (All day I dream about sex) You say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin'
' (All day I dream about) (All day I dream about sex) The way you move your sexy groove I've got my mind all over you (All day I dream about) (All day
it's a nation It's all this my foundation within the mobster organization If it's gonna be shakin' it up, if it's gonna be cookin' it up If it ain't
It's been too long, you motherfuckers fittin to feel the south Shut your mouth, shut your do you little freak ass hoe I'm bout tired of all this damn
plague Well, the whole world is filled with speculation The whole wide world which people say is round They will tear your mind away from contemplation They will
it will grow Will you know? But we can't just keep them all They'll just keep coming back More infected than they were before They scratch until it
