Para que me haces llorar. Que no vez q mas no puedo. Para que me haces sufrir. Que no vez que mas no puedo. . Yo nunca nunca habia llorado. Y menos de dolor.
Killing for the music and the music kills his pain-Psycroptipath. mentally he's screaming as his life drives him insane. -Psycroptipath. judgement reigns upon him from those higher in the chain.
I watch as you thrash your heads, bowing to a god called metal!. I hear your excited cries - your shouts as if he is speaking within you. The army approaches the battle site..
Your pubes are on the soap cuz you never wash em off. And I never say a THING. There's wrappers on the floor and you never do the dishes. And I never say a THING.
P is the best letter in the whole alphabet,. because it starts the name of the greatest band ever.. The greatest band ever happens to be the one you are now listening to..
Couldn't believe your eyes. When you see what the fuck is comin'. Psyclones all you sorry mothafuckas runnin'. The city has turned to renegades. With guns and blades.
We came to drop these styles; it's no shock. We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop. . We come from psycho cities and blocks. We're raisedby gunshots low life in hip hop.
I got mad visions, pictures and premonitions. Of war drums and suicide missions. Prosecution, execution, revolution, mass confusion. All over ready for war, I'm a soldier.
Pico-union (x2). . Ain't no love (x4). . We're missing in action living in a time when it's in fashion. To be gun flashing, blasting that's why we ain't lasting.
FULL CLIP, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!. Hit it from the back and blow out that bush. Tappin' nedens, taggin' nedens, that be my thing. Know my bitches from they taggles, muthafuck a name.
I'm looking out. Things aren't getting clearer. Now there's just doubt. When I look in the mirror. And it still hurts the same. . I can't hold you. There's nothing left to cling to.
Ob's strmt oder schneit,. Ob die Sonne uns lacht,. Der Tag glhend hei. Oder eiskalt die Nacht.. Bestaubt sind die Gesichter,. Doch froh ist unser Sinn,.
I lost my cool again. Don't know where to go from here. Please try to help me out before I go without. It's my biggest fear. Empty alone my family is gone.
I see you shaking on the kitchen floor. It's the little things that give you away. You're gone you're gone, like yesterdays wine. But there's no line between mad and divine.
[Intro: Proof]. Yeah, ha hah!. It's your boy DJ Seven-Duece. It's a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah!. So why you lookin at that other nigga?. Ha hah! All the ladies with burgundy hair get in free!.
Where's New England in my life?. It's only cold when you sleep alone. And pink chimneys in Maine couldn't keep me away.
I traced all of the letters on all of your letters. I traced all of the letters on all of your letters, love letters. . Let's talk about the sound of the phone outside of Texaco.
Earth is given to us as a pledge. Our task is to preserve her. But we drill into her. Like a tapeworm into a dog. . The poisoning of our planet. Grows larger from day to day.