On days away When we almost killed our own We found a way To be distracted then absolved And if I leave you would you smile? And it's not up for a discussion
On days away When we almost killed our own We found a way To be distracted then absolved And if I leave you would you smile? And it's not up for discussion
翻訳: 百の理由. キル独自の.
grateful Take what you want from me nobody's telling you where to go don't think I am so naive to be fool by these smokescreens Confess to the priest absolve your
listen to me I'd give you all my wisdom in way of an apology Was it all a lie? Why are you pretending To sacrifice? Why are your pretending To sacrifice
So gullible in every way You stupid fool And your songs will be breaking all hearts again And your songs will be breaking all hearts again Spare me yeah, And your
Who wants to clear up this mess? The stain is embedded too deep Along with daggers in your back You appear to have blood-soaked hands Leave now, be
see so many times They told me to shoot straight Don't pull the trigger, squeeze That will insure a kill A kill is what you want A kill is why we breed
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don?t trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don't trust my own niggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred
buy a white school kit, ana And you know he talks, bullshit, ana Throw your hands in the air And look at that nappiness of your hair And if you're proud of your
and my DJ rocks I'm not listening to reason so don't try to talk Do yourself a favour and take a walk Or I'll amputate your mic and repossess your core
no idea when entering the slaughterhouse that they would never return. So they went while the other's watch in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own
this real shit So reason why a nigga kill shit That's how it is, shit See papa was a rolling stone He left mama alone She raised us on her own Them bitches
this real shit So reason why a nigga kill shit That's how it is shit See papa was a rolling stone He left mama alone She raised us on her own Them bitches
there gettin' robbed and killed, I want niggas and niggas and niggas to be real, I got a shop, and we stay in good health, So nigga keep your business to your
make music I don't even talk about it boy I just do it Everybody got their own opinion The reasons why they feeling them You must admit he's killing
