why are we fighting. why are we lying. maybe god come and help me out. but he can't see the damned in this crowd. . did i loose it all. how did i miss the call.
Hey, hey, hey, sweet thing. I give in, I give in, sweet thing. I give in, submission. . Don't you want to right it, fight it?. Oh no, if you don't think it's right.
High and dried, tire rubber starts burning. Fill her up now before the table starts turning. Souped up, jacked up, cracked up, stacked up. Louie's got the gear and Charlie's got his back up.
It's over, there's nothing more to say. Silent comes the night time, ends another summers day. I can just remember or is this the dream that never goes away?.
Blue eyed dressed for every situation. Moving through the doorway of a nation. Pick me up and shake the doubt. Baby I cant do without. . Dont mess around.
Blue eyed dressed for every situation. Moving through the doorway of a nation. Pick me up and shake the doubt. Baby I can't do without. . Don't mess around.
Extensive damages of tissue. And many blisters. It's a picture of a woman. Scared...and alone. . -Light doesn't bring consolation. . All- embracing pain in the face.
[Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Jhabba]. . Sentence has dropped.... Waiting for social terms of thankfulness. Arrangement of next subtle plan of extermination....
(Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Svierszcz). . You kill, destroy, you filth,. You arrange internal existence potential. On murder, mechanical structures. Destroy a tribe, nations, life doesn't.
Chorus. Shabbat Shabbat Shalom (Repeat). Shabbat Shalom. . If you keep your feet from breaking the Shabbat. and from doing your own pleasure on my holy day.
'taba janguiando en la disco.... Con Looney Tunes y Noriega.... Vacilando...y.... Woah!. Tu sabes.... . Si tu me calientas. Si tu me provocas. Mami, vas a tener que aguantar.
Time to snap out of it, welcome to the real world. My life like a Hitchcock flick, stick to the script. If she can't stick to the script, stick to this dick.
Daz:. Aw yeah!. Right about now it's time to get busy. Huh, straight out the box, nonstop. Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, crooked i. . (wait a minute, um).
[applause]. And now a message from the President of the United States. . [George W. Bush]. . Tonight I wanna take a few minutes to dicuss a great threat to peace.The dictator who is assembling the world's most dangerous weapons, is here in our own country.He is a homicidal dictator, who is addict to weapons of mass destruction.He has proven he is capable of any crime.The tyrant is me.I have directed the administration to support the use of violence against all of you.I will kill thousands, or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country and across the world. I um, resolve to bring sudden terror and suffering with horrible poisons, and diseases, and gases.Men and women, boys and girls, thousands of civilians will be killed in a single day, murdered at random, and with out remorse.My ultimate ambitions are to control the peoples of the United States, and to blackmail the rest of the world with weapons of mass terror.Weapons of Mass Destruction..
I'm heavy hearted, heavy headed, misunderstand it. Try the permanent repercussions, I empty the cannon. I'm addicted to ganja, roll it up in a wood. Drink a gallon of heaty, throw it up with the hood.
I ma' clean this whole shit out like colonics. With words put together better than Sony electronics. King of the jungle, humbly stay honest. Eat with the lions, swim with pyranhas.
(Xzibit talking). Come here Tre, what's up son, come on. To whom it may concern, yeah, listen. Sorry I'm away so much, yeah, yeah. All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, feel me.
It's a long day Friday. It's like movin' all this weight. Got Xzibit up tight, right. Partner came through with two white boys (Dude). Talkin' noise bout a hot spot.