big trout ain't no doubt I'm lookin for a quick way out, motherfucker! [tires peel, instrumental interlude] [W.C.] So now we on our way to the spot A bucket full
boy (Car full of white boys) All units be on the look out for a (Car full of white boys) It's on for tonight boy (Car full of white boys) [siren] (Car full
of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple Life is coming to an end So says me, me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle
darling i think it's time we leave. it's really coming down out there. and you are too. from this evening so full of life. so full of friends we never
terminate, like a dirty hypodermic needle My vision's clearer than the sights on an eagle Stop them bustin high, bring the head back to my table Don't front, circle circle
, the Romans had the sown the fields of carnage and they would reap a grim harvest of slaughter, without doubt! They had enraged the Red Queen, and by
goes out to all the hataz and all the lovers of life... we gonna boogie tonight baby cause everything comes full circle in this industry and the circles
when I come through, I smell barbecue E.S.G. true-true, pop roof purple Sprite Sin in the Benz, rims circle at the light Cardier filled with ice, got a cooler full
it finally stuck like lightning from the blue Every highway's leading me back to you Now at last I hold you, now all is said and done The search has come full circle
it seems Like you've really lost your way When you're mind is full of doubt You've got nothing left to say You're going around in circles Like a man
The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian Gs Now you're ballin full speed
a Morton I lived on Earth in Platoon in Jupiter's moons Acclimated and grew accustomed to all the gas and the fumes I bless the faithful with a plate full
Evil, hear no, see no His profile don't smile, you know how E-go [he go] Conscience told Soul how to go legit He said "You know Doubt? He told me don
gutters from 10th street to 1st So I'm feeling pretty confident my mission was successful Kick up my feet crack and Old E and drink a chest full [Chorus
keep burning me spinning me in circles until I fall falling in circle minding my own as time passes slowly grow sick sick of falling sick of falling in circles
your change now your ass outta pocket, Speakin of pockets mines got the mumps, A quarter mil for breakfats, now what's for lunch? Got a bag full of green
Music: Rudolf Schenker Lyrics: Klaus Meine A live begins another's over As another day begins Life runs full circle getting older It happens to me It
Circling your, circling your, circling your head, Contemplating everything you ever said Now I see the truth, I got doubt A different motive in your