me. Please take it away. It's killing me, it's killing me. Please take it away. I run, it follows I speak, it swallows I am where it takes me. I love, it breaks me
Превод: Black Light Burns. Аз съм Когато ме вземе.
, I invented the shit Watch me do it, as I do it, and I do it right Grab the gauge, Duct tape and the flashlight Don the black ski mask an' come to your
supply it, boy I'm on that fly shit I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be Guess what? I made it, I'm the mutha fuckin' man, I just want
where you?ve been Well I?m on my way To where I won?t look back I heard you say With
me what to say, I'll be your mouthpiece! Into the light of a bridge that burns As I drive from the city with the money that I earned. Into the black
me, it's me I'll give you my eyes, take me up, oh Lord, please take me up I'm helium, raven waitin' for you, please take me up Don't leave me here"
I'm awfully bitter these days ''cause the only parents God gave me, they were slaves,) (And it crippled me, I got the destiny of a casualty,) (But I
Is'haq, Musa, Harun, Muhammad Ibrahim "Am I a good man?" (I don't know) "Am I a fool?" (We'll see) [Killah Priest] The Lord takes me, gathering speeds
my hands What am I gonna be What have I done so bad What is my destiny You tie my hands What am I supposed to see What have I done so bad What am I gonna
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine
my extra clip in Chrome bugotti VVS's, check it Niggaz talkin bout, how real they kept it on record Screamin out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it Am I my brothers
black sheep, what I can, cannot sing How did it ever get to this, vicious circle, circus ring Circumstance has me defending my skin On ice where the
I love my country By which I mean, I am indebted joyfully To all the people throughout its history Who have fought the government to make right Where
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go Come over And I stole you that ring 'cause I wanted you to have it And it wasn't about me, I just wanted
, that speedway's a monster It's all good I go to sleep without a guilty conscience For that they call me conscious but I am very conscious Of what I am missing, I
