Hustle in the grands Hustle cause I can Hustle like my mother was in love with rubberbands Russia in Japan Rush em past the fans I am not a sucka sock
I've never been called a lovely person Not been considered very nice. My social skills would fit good in prison. Until I met you. No memory of a time
I entered the lines of labrynth paths Enraged with sweat-killing amplitude Mr. Co-Dexterity enticed the wooden frame And neck abound with nickelstring
I have to follow my path/heart Life, it, it just seems right, now And when I had you I didn't always want you, baby I'd cry myself out But you survived
All my life, I waited for something great, Here I am with nothing showing. And all I want, yes it is all I wanted- it's us I lost my chance maybe a month
(feat. Carl Kavorkian) [MF Doom/Viktor Vaughn] It's Vik, known to kick a no joke vocal And givin a chance, yoke ya slow poke local yokel Don't smoke
Go fuck yourself!
apurando a su caballo con las espuelas de hierro hiba llegando al corral que estaba bajando el cerro no pudo ordenar la vaca por que se mamo el becerro
Kaputt und glucklich (x2) kaputt und glucklich hier ist unser zuhause nacht fur nacht tag fur tag eine blaupause des lebens wie es nutzlos verruckt wird
Wrist my slit Don't go far Don't go too far Blade to my throat I'm just not healing I hate my life and what I been doing Trust me never close your eyes
It feels like jesus on the cross. It's so religious in it's loss: A graven image in the mud, <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni&
No se si te acordaras de mi yo era aquel enano que te hacia reir He sido extra en muchas peliculas de king kong pero yo, yo lo que queria era ser actor
[Words & music - Kirkpatrick] [Exodus 31:34, Deuteronomy 5:7] Bring us your trinkets, your baubles of gold Join the debauchery, the young and the old