of love, give me kiss, give me love Get to talking in codes, the phones bugged This Ferrari I get to the green, half man, hald machine *Tu, tu, tu* I'm on ya head
I wish I'd never heard her say Some of the worst things we ever do Gonna come around again So I keep on trying to change my ways As I head up around
come and meet my boy, The Strong Man And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze it till it pops And shake your muthafuckin' neck until your head flops
like 'I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt.' (Fine) Sign of the time we elapsed When a primate climb up the spine and attach Eye for an eye, by
love or hate it, oh-oh-oh (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) You're gonna celebrate it This is the season where that Wham! song Damages your head (Damages your head
pipeline Flicks, so you see how we shine Everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines It's a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines Get loot not
Words hit much harder than the bullets from a gun A shovel to the skull, a stab in the spine Be my valentine, you don't have to say much This machine
Spinning, spiraling machine Tumble and toil in my command Imagination, be my eye Bring your vision to my hand Spinning, spiraling machine I've a prayer
Manslaughter Manslaughter Code name E D, check on the one, two, three Black male hard MC Rap record slave, a brother on the scene With a machine gun
?C? // Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in a glass with an ion beam for longevity // For more than ten centuries, impressions and memories // The first time-machine
Nigga quit playin with the god damn drum machine Motherfucker (ha) yo Wherever my crew go, same old scenario Takin over every show, rockin on the radio
budget has become a hassle, boss is ripping me a new asshole says he wants an answer on his desk before lunch afternoon, things don't look better, phone machine
a bottomless cry that is spinning Inter dimensional, hidden inside Of these lights which I seem to be missing Marching ahead to silent beats Bumping into these dead machines
up and down this line so any times Girl, it's never right Me and this machine keep the crazy urban dream Locked in overflow Sometimes I swear I could spin
machine I go up I go down I go round and round and round and round. I can race with the birds I can fight with the wind I can fly on my head I
reason you cry I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry I'm the reason why this world spin
catch fire... fire, inside me!! [Jonas:] So violent, I catch fire... fire, inside me!! [Jonas:] Shooting through my spine!! [Tomas:] Shooting through my spine!! [Both:] Shooting through my spine
you get right down to it, no matter what you try You deal the cards, give the wheel a spin One day you might get over it but everybody knows It's heads