Текстове на песни:
The Bled Smoke Breaks

product doesn't move... Trudge on, workhorse. God help you all you're just getting by. You run like a river without a prize in your sights. Bleed on. Bleed on. Bleed

stabilized at low altitudes Talkin to the negotiator, layin out the rules In a tight compromise salute, road-block with troops Underwater's not to shoot, but they break

Ayo this ya boy Pastor Troy checkin' in right, yuh This from the soul Ayo, on this joint right here man we "Out to just break it down to you man Just

in the end motha fucka you lose In my eyes I see blood red nigga you scared Bullet lead in ya head dead nigga you bled Out the closet come a skeleton

didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money! Deadly rhymes, here's the solution Smoking

Ready or not Eehaw, looks kile I got a datem boys You end with an ear if you start with a sound Break in a circle that comes never round Opened my

[K-Rino] Yo! There was a war in South Park Two o'clock of day time the sky was dark I'm running thru blacks smoking dirt Saw Point Blank on MLK looking

[Pastor Troy Talking] Ayo this ya boy Pastor Troy checkin in right, yuh (This from the soul) Ayo, on this joint right here man we bout to just break it

stabilized at low altitudes Talkin to the negotiator, layin out the rules In a tight compromise salute, road-block with troops Underwater's not to shoot, but they break