I am a human being. I?m made of muscle, bone and blood. I?m full of awful feelings, Self-hatred and mistrust. I need you now to be here with me. I cannot
번역: 미아 도이 토드. 근육 뼈 \u0026amp; 블러드.
kicked me in the leg and fractured my shin The bone splinters shot right out of my skin People barfed in the crowd; they were going insane And Rocky punched my nose-bone
Some people say a man is made outta' mud A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood A muscle and blood, skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back
I been known to fall flat in my face covered in mud As the sun turns to darkness the moon turns to blood Love turns to hate (hate) revenge turns to
Only Built for niggas with Cuban Linx Who entered the 36th Chamber And keep the true links, inherit the W emblem Movin' the muscle, changin' and bone
Boss come thru like it ain't no thang Paper chase, hustlin' nothin' changed Ask me again I'll tell you the same Don't hustle the fame nigga, muscle the
with pictures and reliefs Faces that no eyes'd ever seen, like half flesh and half of steel They had headphones stuck to their skulls No muscles, just
The crumpled ocean with No boat trip The dark waters stole My clothing The shape stirs beneath me A pulse pounds along blood streams First bite marks
Screwdriver repeatedly lands in his face Gouges and hacks at the man of disgrace Tearing off muscles from the bones of his chest Rending his flesh with
rabid Devoured by vermin Resistance now gives way, the rodents freely feed Tearing at my skin Muscles are exposed, shining red with blood Meat that
through intestines Leaving nothing but bones Violently cutting, seriously hacking Sounds of death fill the air Bones sticking out, ripped from sockets Blood
hand on the shovel, the other around my throat Borne to bleed and freeze I have broken all the warm hands that heal Bones snap and shatter Muscle tissue
burning your blood Burning, I'm burning your blood Burning, I'm burning your blood Burning, I'm burning your blood Burning, I'm burning your blood
a man If he lets his heart cause pain He ain't no rolling stone And the pressure is on Trains I ride in my dreams Run on the pressure of the blood Sweating muscle
Some people say a man is made out of mud Well, a poor man's made outta muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bone and a mind That's weak but
Some people say a man is made outta mud. A poor man's made outta muscle and blood. Muscle and blood, skin and bones; A mind that's weak and a back that
