Текстове на песни:
The Lords Into Hell S Well

1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all

on the street And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet And it's three days ride

'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground If I should die before I wake up I pray that the Lord my soul will take but My body, my body, that's Your job Well

how the hell to get laid Gradually turn into me stressin' how the hell to get paid Been making songs so long, now how the hell they get played Ok, I'

no joke, it's Push' [Malice] Mercy, mercy! Oh Lord who is he? Who curse me, curse me? For doing me It hurts me so, puts me through changes So I got Porsche's

in the trap, where ya at? Coke dealer's in the hood, what's good? Boy getting them bricks with the stamp on the shit Well, come meet the man that's

a stranger The brother in my cell, is 16 as well It's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin' Hell I shouldn'ta let him catch

tha murderis games we play, them soldiaz live anotha day Hello hello, infantry. Hello hello, infantry Nigga can't fuck wit tha SCT's, you nigga can't fuck wit tha SCT's

the hell that they've been through well I don't have no purple heart mine's just black and blue Chorus: Oh love is a never ending war march me into