[Chorus: Myalansky] Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store Money is power, give me your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon
No, no! She can't take your mind and leave I know it's just another trick shes got up her sleeve I can't believe that she really wants you to die After
El latigo corta la libertad la mano que azota a un ser actua sin pensar. Un castigo ajeno y propio a la vez, es tan fria la suerte que los debiles enfrentan
Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, Appeals for love or loves release, in private invocations. But all that is changed now, Gone
When we were in our youth We had dreams that we could fly We had friends that weren't visible And love that never died And as we grow old and felt the
Ridin' with death We niggas rappin' but still we actin' like criminals Ridin' with death We niggas rappin' but still we actin' like criminals My nigga
Oh no, there's got to be a better way Say it again, there's got to be a better way Yeah, what is it good for? War Man has a sense for the discovery of
World war. This is combat. I don't think these niggas really know. This shit is for real--this is not a game. So all my real muthafuckin' thugs get
I've declared a truce, so stop your fighting The marshall is in town I won't put up with no big mouth yapping At least not while I'm around This is my
Words leave my heart dry Words can't save life Love has no place here No joy, no tears Darling, time's changed Time leaves, time fades Pease see through
Let's go for a drive See the town tonight There's nothing to do but I'll unwind when I'm with you This town's so strange They built it to change And
Monday on the line When you know that now's the time to leave and be free Aware of your destiny When that moment arrives, wild visions through the mind
I been knockin' the walls down Tryin' to get to you But I won't wait forever Ya gotta let me thru Now I been diplomatic But I don't know what for ''cause
There's a prophet on a mountain And he's making up dinner With long division and writing crop Anybody can feel like a winner When it's served up piping
US government blew its plan Too much money down the can Look and listen to what the president says "The first lady's a fuckin' lez" They think they know
The first time I saw the descendents, they were the fastest band I'd ever seen No one in the crowd really cared for them, we were waiting for the ally
She's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic She's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution She's so innocent, but
I got an invitation to anarchy camp There will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening The soundtrack will go multi platinum Barbecue
