will never change. You can't fix this. You'll give me words. Been broke forever. You can't stop me. Feeling down low. I'll give you hell. You'
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it will never change. You can't fix this. You'll give me words. Been broke forever. You can't stop me. Feeling down low. I'll give you hell. You
the rim of hell Yeah They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell Oh, lord, let me live to tell They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
Music: Andreas Axelson, Benny Larsson Lyrics: Andreas Axelson Andreas Axelson: Guitar Benny Larsson: Drums Anders Lindberg: Bass Dan Swano: Lead Vocals
with my fantasies Inside my cocoon A self-constructed galaxy And hell is where the heart is But I'll never understand The fact that I am And hell is
! She lives awaiting the end. Livin' hell She's doomed to descend! Livin' Hell! Living With The Spirits Of Death Living Hell, Living Dead, Living Dead
[C.] I got hell, can't you see I got hell, written all over me [1.] Riding with the living dead I'm riding high I'm riding free, yeah The thoughts that
in here! Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You?re the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random While you
crew with me Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby, Nicki Every time I'm on the track it's ransom Can't find 'em like us anymore, it's random When Young
, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki Every time I'm on the track it's ransom Can't find 'em like us anymore it's random When Young Money come through
true, true indeed) The fuck man? Like I don't fuckin spend money in this bitch Nigga what the fuck man? (Ha ha ha) (f'real f'real) [barber to Ghostface + {random
man in this wicked land Under handed hits are planned, scams are plotted over grams of rock Undercover agents die by the random shots, we all die in
playin his role in killin me though Lock me up until I die maybe But you can never tell We might sharing a cell in hell Cause, my last request was Let
crap as I wreck your town Cock my bore to hell as we dwell To a ludacris, Lunar Eclipse no to exit I radiate gamma rays at random I slam 'em, yo, quick
s for breakfast Kickin in your door At 3:47 in the morning Time to wake up, so I can do your bitch ass wrong I got my ?? yawnin Hear comes trouble Hell