Drowning myself, over and over Desolate, trying it's over Why so cynical in life You think you're living to die All in wait, all in wait Burning inside
Превод: Static-X. Всички в засада.
the oily taste And the reaper's standin over ya heavin can hardly wait For the heathen to squeeze it and leave you leanin on the gates [Chorus - 2X]
to trust her wit my riches I be in the kitchen cookin chickens While she be washin dishes 150,000 in the attic Pager blowin up all night, my bitch never gave a nigga static
the popcorn It's like that y'all The popcorn popcorn as I pass y'all I go.. Pass the what? Pass the popcorn (4X) C'mon Pass the what? Pass the popcorn
[Intro: x3] Problems Problems Problems Problems upset you [Verse 1: Twista] When I'm on the track you will see accuracy Actually I know that you will
the dirty rap master, I'm comin' to chop ya! With my knock you out style, that I practice Like gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static phonetic I'm out the attic, with the all
cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, he's a bitch) VWould you look, would you listen Niggas be snitchin', talkin', rattin' All up in the joint, man, singin', chattin' Talkin' all
[Timbaland] Yau [echo 2x Yau] They still won't give me my props Now I'm pissed off Y'all will see the other side of me Come on Like this I'm thinking
to move we can't feel loved we can't feel free we can't feel at all [x3] (we're taking some time) we can't wait for.. (we're packing our bags) our bags
[both] it ain't no mystery .. (4x) "who is that? " "the supreme black man, that's who!" (3x) "hoo that's the man!" [both
-Tang, Wu-Tang) What up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the wait is over Pop your fu*kin.... [Chorus 2X: Method Man,
save your strength It's gonna be a long night waiting for the cure. [Chorus:] Who will find us here All alone my dear The angels or the ambulance Which will save us now All
your fuckin mouth shut Walked out the door and it was all fucked up <skit> (chorus x4) Damn this gangsta shit ain't what it all cracked up to
no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha stronger She dancin and unchancin, that's cause pookie all up on her Chorus[x
