barely fly And Mary and David smoke dung in the trenches While Zion's behavior never gets mentioned The writings on your wall Blood on the cradle and
barely fly. And Mary and David smoke dung in the trenches While Zion's behaviour never gets mentioned. The writings On your wall And the blood on the
译文: 在广播电视. 哭泣.
on, girl Now baby think about it (think about it) Everything we do they gonna read about it (read about it) Put it on a radio and TV outlet Do you want
on TV and balling you wouldn't groan and trip he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip ?? with a chrome thing on
knowing his baby's momma's horror And ever since the days he's been gone She's kinda trapped in a storm But he goes on and on about when he gets home
radio and TV they just can't get enough this great big old world I guess it still just ain't big enough But y'all listen cuz I'm holding on playa The
I used to wonder why the songs on the radio Always seemed to be about love If you look every book, every TV show Is just full of that stuff They write
came home from school and I found the note went into the kitcken And lit the old stone with songs set on overload. I turned on the tv, spent the rest
Verse 1: Leaving California She is on my mind I left her back in Travis County Crying to a clothesline Steel guitar on the radio, Cuttin' slow and mean
little kids in a broke down car On the side of the road, in view of the Texaco star I spent all of my money on water and food I got a Willie on the radio
creepily Stare into the eyes of the child watching on the TV Kid hids the floof until her epileptic seizure Leaves ger paramedics follow standart procedure Dispach radios in a jumper on
asshole dawg Hold on a second, wait don't bust Wait, oh ahh dawg Take all this compton dick Hold on, don't bust Do it on my lip like a milk ad
alone in her hotel room To go outside is to take a chance Take a chance she might end up regretting And the TV's on and the radio is blaring Good looks
