be part of the shame What a tragedy, what a glamorous scene Write it in a book or a magazine, a magazine, a magazine Open up to read about a murder
Vertaling: Stef Bos. A Magazine.
'Scuse me, as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture
'Scuse me as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture? Stalk the dead body like a vulture
is stop your marketing All that hard and mean look I'll get your ass kicked Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother Pistol whupped like a
Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Tical get Blacker than your
Excuse me as I kiss the sky, Sing a song of six pence a pocket full a rye, Who the fuck wanna die for their culture, Stalk the dead body like a vulture
the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocet full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, HMMM Blacker
chill on 'em Knuckleheads get out of line, we pull the steel on 'em. Can't steal on 'em cause niggas they takin faves You have to kill a nigga cause niggas
'em Knuckleheads get out of line, we pull the steel on 'em. Can't steal on 'em cause niggas they takin faves You have to kill a nigga cause niggas ain
up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smokin buddha on a train HOW HIGH? So high that I can kiss the sky HOW SICK? So
up, type shit You could smoke a blunt to this You could smoke a blunt to this You could smoke a blunt to this You could smoke a blunt to this Word up
sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocet full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, HMMM Blacker than
em Knuckleheads get out of line, we pull the steel on 'em. Can't steal on 'em cause niggas they takin faves You have to kill a nigga cause niggas ain'
