wasn't right give me one chance give me one chance to settle up this score between us before my truck becomes your fate give me one chance i planned the perfect murder
Bản dịch: Blinded Black. A Perfect Murder.
't right give me one chance give me one chance to settle up this score between us before my truck becomes your fate give me one chance i planned the perfect murder
, when my fo-fo spit Black shirt, black jeans, black boots, black whip Black mask, paif of black leather gloves for my grip I don't need no print, a killer with a
gon' come When God has taken you I see the invisible spirits, walkin' along the physical mind Of a crazy individual Where demons still find it livable I need a
ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me, don't be, blind to deception, only Sharp with perfection, homey, your mind is a weapon Relax
sound mockery regaining speed, transfixed on absolution. attempting to overthrow through blind manipulation. a picture perfect memory so real. surveillance
A night of Lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color Hundred hues A rich Mandala For me & you & for your silky pillowed house A head, wisdom & a bed
that we sent, he never lost a case for a female client yet. And a sweet little puss like yours, let's just say what a blindness you got. [Roxie Hart
infants. Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche. When cecilia's grave cracked like a dirt cacoon, she pulled up a stool at the silhouette
could pay a penalty for that [Timbo King] Yo, sharp swords and rusty knives against dusty nines You stink niggas with musky vibes Battle cry, warrior stance, the black
can lift that Game in the bag but they forgot to gift wrap Blind me for never givin into the rift raft Turned into a machine all im seein is pitch black
Protected by the red, black, green with a key Slaves from the Motherland, boy, what a drag Especially when royalty's chained by a caveman A vanglorious
ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me, don't be, blind to deception, only Sharp with perfection, homey, ya mind is a weapon [Interlude