So keep on treading the same spot Left in the land that time forgot Counting down to zero We are Counting down to zero We are Counting down to zero
Превод: Извратени машина. Броене до нула.
gettin pimped G.. .. I ain't no hoe fool Got much respect for the new and the old school But many rappers can rip mics but can't count.. .. zero bank
Now you're bleedin' through your fingers while you're holdin' your gut So get your money how you want to, friend But when it's time to count the chips
my knuckles up against the seams They can be on your legs or on the clothesline But when I see the zipper and cloth, it's go time And I'm zeroed in,
Fuck all the drama, I'mma just blast Hollow point tips off in that ass Tha slicka the nigga, that's pullin' the trigga Is the nigga that's standin' up last Countin
Dig my harlequinn and drench you with my diner garments From Beva to Bevro in the Montaro slidin' to Dero With bottles of Asti Spumanti to tranquilize my heaven Count
money don't count Back what you kick out, a clip one in your mouth It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable Cool people, Knievel in my alter ego Zero
Yeah, yeah, woah, wo wo Taxi ride, going downtown Me and my girls, going out Counting down, to destination Ten to zero, mushroom cloud Little angel,
Gone of dem jiggaz when I step up in da party Look I be loose a den a freak hoe dat fuck And give you deep throat We in da club deep hoe, my tolerance is zero
I said count the days Don't hold your breath Chikitee check 2012 The perpetrator never knew Never properly represent the struggle The boy in the bubble
when it doesn't sell now with that off my chest ima hope for the best i am never going back to the press though they wanna see me stress counting money
, had you mad at me automatically I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following It's so big, if I counted
your name? Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal, three million gone, come on 'Cause you know they're counting backwards to zero
[Mad Child] I've lost track of my body count, The amount is enormous Dropped in sector four Non-conformist intimidates, Eliminating all heads of state
bitches, flickin' goose pictures Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it Dick made the cover now count
plates, deadly front gates, celeb Brian Gumble Interlapse this in like Deniro, words in your center earhole Blocks of ice like Sub-Zero, we been right since day zero
