Woorden:
Must Rust

Must make distance fast Before that tender touch Makes my joints rust Adored soul please know That I have to break the mould I have to go alone Inside

Must make distance fast Before that tender touch Makes my joints rust Adored soul please know That I have to break the mould I have to go alone Inside

free I need someone, we need someone Come back, Jimmy Dean All our loves are loved and lost Our hearts all hung with rust All the golden birds and lads all, must

Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain 'Cause everything, it must belong somewhere A train, off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs Everything, it must

lay off the blunts You must be smokin' something You think I ain't smokin' nothin, stay off my nuts Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe away all the rust

from the Funhouse Dusted, throwing bubbles on the wall We must remind you Where this rap come from Yes, my brother, my sister It's our duty, we must

lay off the blunts You must be smokin' something You think I ain't smokin' nothin, stay off my nuts Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe away all the rust

under the chimney Holdin my sack like gimme gimme I know that he's commin he's commin he must lookin up nuthin but rust, dust. Turn on my tv the very

, twenty bar rush The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes Quick to quake a label-mate The sound came outta rusted