We've got to stand a little closer To what it is we're leaning on Who was it that first said it? Could it be he could be wrong About the pilgrims and
There's a map of the world on the wall in your room Green pins where you want to go White pins where you've been, there isn't even ten Your already feeling
Превод: Monsters Of фолк. Кажи Моля.
Dear God, I'm trying hard to reach you Dear God, I see your face in all I do Sometimes it's so hard to believe in you But God, I know you have your reasons
just because it's not accepted, doesn't mean it ain't allright. just another frozen kid who's tryin to make it true tonite. ordinary pens and notebooks
The brakeman is letting off some steam This has to be the slowest train that I have ever seen And the sandman?s waiting to deliver me my dream Guess
must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Monster
't many trees Where there was, we tear them down And use them on our enemies They say that what you mock Will surely overtake you And you become a monster So the monster
pay my taxes and they give us no pity About the youngsters amongst us You think they respect the law They think they monsters, they love us, reality
turn around in the corner for Time Out Aight Josh what you wanna do? You wanna watch cartoons? HBO got Platoon, hey get back in the room! I assume your folks
time out. A'aight Josh, what'ch ya wanna do? Ya wanna watch cartoons? HBO got blue tune. (whine) Hey! Get back in the room. I assume your folks are
can ride but hey man watch my leather cause bitches get evicted in traffic from disrespecting the classic.. rozze in the glasses get the weed out the plastic, spitta and the monster
his house and he poured me a 8 up I asked him what it was, he said, "Bun, get ya weight up This is lean, them white folks call it Promethazine" Shit,
Christine Hard to deal with agin' when you still feel fifteen Combat stance tarantula, this approach is soft but deadly Come in low slow but kill you gently We some monsters
(I shoot the lights out IIIIIII till it's bright out Ohh just another loney night Are you willing to sacrafice your life) Monster mah-fucker you know
with out his Christmas What the fuck I'ma tell 'em? When I be juggling selling bricks? Will heaven take me? Now 25 plus life rehabilitate me These crackers calling me a monster
plan 'Cause most dudes left the hood broke A couple knew what they was doin' so they came back like good coke Down south they'll tell you, kiss is good folk
cut the da' rear weld, on my whip, and filled dat bitch up', and now muscle car sit'n up high like a monster truck. Monstered up', suck up to none'. Don
