If you say, that you don't want me That's okay, I'm gonna get ya anyway If you think, you can avoid me That's alright, 'cos I don't mind a little fight
Dolor, pasión y vida. Sangro y resisto al rito. Nada es igual a esto. Adicción. Arte grabado en poesía Marcado en mi cuerpo Llevar
Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when
There's a stillness to the thrashing of despair There is a calm in the rush of your stare And I'm now beyond care Experience being gained, we're back
I don't wanna be ignored, oh God When I'm a gun in a fist fight You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat Your blood drool attracts the flies I give
And now, eternity Be still now I am with you I am deep within you You are at peace You cannot be harmed You will not suffer Breathe deeply Breathe in
When people say it's sad You know it can't be bad And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed But now I can't afford to listen to a word they say And of
Midnight workings, weather down the storyline I try to find the truth between all the lies When bleeding is feeling and feeling ain't real Will I see
What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus Oh, precious is that flow That
I know y'all listen to my music But what I'ma do now is I'm tryin' and describe my life to y'all Sometimes I fell like I'm loosing it My life is upside
Hey, listen, people, I'd like to say A million minds have a choice But they choose to walk this way So when it's time to make your decisions true Remember
A lifeless object, alive Awaiting reprisal Death will be their acquisition He sky is turning red Return to power draws near Fall into me, The sky's crimson
Por madre la buena suerte dicen que por padre el mar ries ante la muerte y no dudas en matar. Corsario de nacimiento piensas que debes luchar donde
[Andersson] I'll take your command, right out in the feilds I'm leaving my spirit when the oceans turns to sea I'm crossing the darkness when you want
You are the blood flowing through my fingers All through the soil and up in those trees 1-9-7-9 That was the year California would go blind My Momma
Jay! Fuck that, this is it right here baby! You know what it is Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with
thers a war with the bloods and crips it get racial in the streets im a let off a clip cause this is for the brown ( pride ) R - A - Z - A im a show you
What goes up must come down Spinnin' wheel, got to go round Talkin' 'bout your troubles, it's a cryin' sin Ride a painted pony, let the spinnin' wheel
