you know The rise before the fall When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all Where are you gonna
that you know The rise before the fall When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all Where are you
Fordítás: Black Label Society. Sick Of It All.
to terrible experiments. 69 Fastback can't pass me, black Mustang, Cobra bitch, I'm nasty! I'm uncommon, dominant and erotic. Control freak speaks.. You wanted it? You got it
addicted to money, cars and clothes Do it big then I do it big nigga I do it big nigga I do it big nigga I do it big Lil Boosie do it big boy Feel
mouth Don't you say Scared, and all alone The door is closed Ain't no one's home You speak But no one hears Brace yourself Your darkest fears The sick
, well damn, who is it? It's ms. melodie, the real, so get with it [? ] Fatalistic pessimistic, a big conspiracy The way they treat blacks, in white society It
consciousness All flows, get the business men out they offices Artifice is in the air, artistry is in despair Sicker than an AIDS patient having chemotherapy And a cardiac arrest, cognac it
label, we've got to turn all the tables before its too late. and before we have the chance to state all the shit that is wrong with this society in which
