you are mourning And you haven't slept for several days You've been turning inside out, looking for reasons And your black sorry eyes made you pale
Traducción: The Knife. Um para você.
you are mourning and you haven't slept for several days you've been turning inside out looking for reasons and your black sorry eyes made you pale
you are mourning and you haven't slept for several days you've been turning inside out looking for reasons and your black sorry eyes made you pale And
wolf You still see that wolf teeth, muthafucka F-futuristic handgun If you act foul, you get two shots and one I'm at your face like man cum You niggas
recommend you throw them out And eat with your hands A salad fork A dinner fork A butter knife A water glass A soup spoon A dinner knife A fork for
't care Be my unholy, my one and my lonely Girl just look what you done, How could you do this to me? I gotta put my foot down, I can't let you do this
' with Frank Ski Right on the flo' is where you can find me Saturday is off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in 'One-Tweezy' Sunday is when I
gon eat you how you blowing up n-gga, they chewing you and when you hit rock bottom, they shoo'ing you like "ooh you, ooh, get away" Not you, yeah right
you havin' girl problems, I'll be there for you son I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one, hit me No a bitch ain't one, you knahm sayin'? (Huh, you
Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters We gangs of L.A. will never die, just multiply Colors You don't know me, fool, you disown me, cool
THAT WAY KILLERS! these are the killers KILLERS! you know the killers KILLERS! beware of the killers KILLERS! are you a killer? It's time for all to work together for
or fiction? You'll never know While you're locked to the Pulse of the rhyme flow Once I lock you up, you can't get loose You stuck your head inside
They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your teeth You sold your soul, now cold blood's how you get relief Now you
knife But the topic I love is the drama of life So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should care You may think I'm soft but you're just unaware Of
a gun This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife This girl tried to kill
fuck with the seventh bitch (Intro: Ras Kass) Yeah, seventh, uh-huh, first things first man you're messin' with the worst One, come on, come on, one (
