the earth Also Sprach Zarathustra, faction Europa Free range 2001, also Sprach Zarathustra Proliferating across the earth Pressure guilt, grudge match 12 cm flak unit, range
翻訳: フォール. フリーレンジ.
a rhyme for free, Function rap skills, I come live like T.V, For all of y'all, I come across to be real, With super shit like Fall Guy And lines to make
them make people slit they wrists Weakness, pussy make a spots they secrets But what for, cause sex is the law, law And done been many an empire rise and fall
so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall wit em Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought wisdom As legends fall my godmother answer heaven's
this shit Mount Rushmore with the pot, my face etched in a brick No reminisce, no recall, hit the corner in my Hoop D My trunk is like a free for all
school me though Got me everything down to my kings So you owe it to dough Treat a trick like flow it to dough Don't be ashamed if your game Fall short
inside of me. We're free... Not because of 22's on the range, But Christ came in range, we said yes now we changed, Not the same, even though I made a fall
of me. We're free... Not because of 22's on the range, But Christ came in range, we said yes now we changed, Not the same, even though I made a fall
you how things could get much worse If the Russians happen to get up there first Wowee! pretty scary Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree I want ev'rybody to be free
back wit the smash, so quick, so fast Drinkin' straight gin outta the glass (Not if that ass) Look at all them niggas thinkin' that I'm free joke or
that your call would soothe Your conscience and my fall Well I've got news for you, hell no You gave me too much air I can't hardly breath You set me free
dial cause he's scorin the Jordan Past times, I hold em dear. It's Maryland Virginia, bold and clear The way the leaves on those trees in the streets would fall in the fall
it, Bet that baby. These other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes. Get back get back boy it's a set back, Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall into a death
system, 100 thousand watts in em Rock rocks, delight exchange like stocks Bars made like Comstock, dead man's glock Holdin name down, spit a 100 in change now Range
once had called the Northern Mystery, Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free. By the Devil's wash and coyote hole in the wild Owyhee Range
shadows line where whispers creep From the world above to the world beneath On the waves of silver I dreamed of gold And rang the mark where my shadow fall
slaves yeah, we're all free and brave until we misbehave and there's just no escape from the crushing weight of the police state chorus: two towers falling
