Angels (I am not lost) (I am not lost) (I am not lost) I was not born to be a slave I cannot be a part of that A new religion on my hands and knees
veins But that's alright, my baby Don't look at me that way Yeah, I did not fake it Don't look at me that way A circle feels like a direction And I
is not my frequency This is not my freq So when it comes down Are you in or your out? Take a little time And think about I will not be driven Like a
Tick tock, the boring clock I wanna rip it off the wall Count down the seconds to the The hellraisers ball An evil celebration And don't need no invitation
me? Life is what goes on in between your plans Does anyone else hear that noise? You tried to warn me, but I could not understand I never really had a
United Airlines Flight 93 Left 8:01 from gate 17 The victims of a war, they never knew existed Hell looked them in the eye and still they resisted Lost
Screaming bloody blue murder, she kicks in the door Says, "This is the last time that you and this whore Will ever deceive me, I will not be a fool Don
not keep a secret Would you tell me anyway? I'm alright, we're alright Let's start a revolution, yeah And roll away the stone I'm alright, you're alright Let's start a
A ray of light Star shines down Burning bright Without a sound The queen of angels Take your crown Yeah, shine on You fly so high Don't ever come down
head Black zombie radio Come with me where I go Yeah, come wake the dead Waking the dead Waking the dead Yeah, come wake the dead Waking the dead Waking the dead
译文: LA枪. 唤醒沉睡的死.
Deciphering wrong from right Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting Puttin' the oldest far from life, Facing a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a
jerkin' you Rings is so my contact will break up your man I'm a gentleman, my contract's a shake of a hand I make it hard so, only God could wake up
yo i hold niggas ransom for money like johhny handsome been sonning niggas for so long i think i got a grandson my passion is money, a stash and a
a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life where others know only a
jerkin you rings is so my contact will break up your man I'm a gentleman, my contract's a shake of a hand I make it hard so, only God could wake up your
, Noodles shoot that fucking whore Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily [Fat Joe] It'll be a
they move, Noodles shoot that fuckin' whore Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily It'll be a
