I'm rollin' and ridin' away 'Cause I'm a reelin' and feelin' okay Forget about tomorrow Go for it today 'Cause I'm on, on the run 'Cause I'm on the run
You've got it, I want it My little troubleshooter I need it, you feed it My hunger drives me to ya You bring me round with your velvet hands You're gettin
Come on, come on now what you say Somebody say you leave today What's this thing you're doin' to me What's this fool you're tryin' to be You're talkin
You were sayin' you want to rip it paint the town red Wanna do the hot spots, get it in the head You drivin' me crazy, I know your game You done it all
Red light, green light I'm coming home tonight Burning the freeway Out of control Red light, dead lines We streak from town to town I's too much, I need
Change, change, it's all rearrangin' Lookin' around at the, the situation Go back, see what you're doin' The way you're takin' life you're goin' to rack
time to show christianity That DEATH is reality! That everything must die! Ohh - Kill the priest Kill the priest - Yeah! Metal strikes - All mercy dies Kill the priest
their gravy spills Their tongues are silver forks There's a lack of wisdom, You can hear it on their breath Windego It's delicate confronting these priests
Hunting for hookers Immigrants and strays Fear is lubricant When he penetrates Chorus: S.A.T.A.N.I.C. fuel injected priest (x2) Uses confession As blackmail
You just don't understand I was home just the other day When someone told me That you're still with the man That you left long time ago Oh, I'm not tryin
Crashing through the city streets Caught in the glare of the midnight sun I got wings upon my feet but locked as I run I am just a breath away From knockin
the wheel of fate What'll you raise? What'll you raise? What'll you raise to take my hand? The hand I hold is the hand I play Who'd have ever thought
on de Mossinos And if dem tie me off, dem can call me Cedro I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew And if da gal a bitch ?? the rainbow ?? [Killah Priest
now that she's gone She gave the most, took the least And she even had the priest come to our home And I cried and prayed and promised God That I'd
you to be my girl It's time for you to be my girl We've been knowing each other For some time, girl And I don't know What I'd do without you If you
I remember From the windows they were watching While we froze down below When the future's architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You'd better
He took the time out to be seen His eyes kept glancing to the hour hand on the gold watch That he'd been given by a magazine He didn't cry when the priest