Why, Why, why, don't you ever stop by you used to every day you wouldn't always stay but at least you would say you'd say hi but things have changed
[music by R. Cortez] [Instrumental]
to starve And even bring you to total silence I won't I find no pleasure In your physical pain I want your Christian soul to crumble Ahhh Your fucking soul
There's something in my mind I don't know what it is it calls from inside, i don't know I get out from my bed with a scream in my head it's a voice i'
La tristeza nos derroto nos hundimos sin saber no quisiera continuar con una llaga en mi corazon Silenciosa como el mar poco a poco me fui de ti te ame
be no warning But we live to see the dawn How can we preach, when all we make this world to be Is a living hell torturing our minds? We all must unite
This silhouette against the sky Scarecrow crying Waiting to die, wondering why? Scarecrow trying Angels will hold carry your soul away I search my soul
Bone AKA the Number One Assassin Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga! (Chorus) Murda, murda, murda, murda (Krayzie) Sold my soul
and I'm needing my love nigga what Bone niggas fin to do a little damage take over the planet with my daily tortures Of course it's the nigga that's
thugs and I'm needing my love nigga, what? Bone niggas fin to do a little damage Take over the planet with my daily tortures Of course it's the nigga
I have seen lots of peoples die From car crashes or drugs Last night on 33rd st. I saw a kid get hit by a bus Bus this drawn out torture over which part
I have seen lots of peoples die From car crashes or drugs Last night on thirty third street I saw a kid get hit by a bus But this drawn out torture over
My mind's controlled before I learned mind control What you call living life, I call dying slow I'm genetically predisposed The reaper the only thing that can ease my soul
[Andersson] Turn to the dust, before the sun angels of hell full of passion The vision of power it's taken by storm mercy from hell reach my soul Freedom
? Who could really blame you (who could really blame you) We're the ones who made you (VERSE TWO) The enforcer, looking for more women to torture Walk
me alone and run around You were the talk of the town It made you glad to see me sad You killed all the love I ever had No one knows the torture I went
Light seems fair and proud First borns noble crowd Open hearts uncorrupted Maintain eternal tranquillity Beast, filthy kind Sick soul, broken mind Light