) The screams of passion The screams of passion Oh, oh, oh, the screams of passion Ooh, the screams of, the screams of The screams of passion, the screams of passion
Fordítás: Családi. A sikolyait Passion.
paws up Scream Loud Scream Loud honest eyes Playing cards and barbies when i was young So baby Scream out Loud Scream-Screa-Scream-Scream-Screa-Scream
just walked in nobu like it was wholefoods That nigger crazy i told you Immatue adult insecure asshole (What else) If you fall on the concrete thats your asphalt If you pass
gee van goes. On a quest for death, don't say passin', is he created, he made me rich with his pistol, and there ain't any demon's screams. My path, preceed
Count every blessin' While I'm scream'n out up front (Up front) Akon (Akon) Convict music (Music) (Ya) Realize it ain't the life for me Always gettin
southside. If ya hit 25 then ya lucky mos niggas get killed when ya real like bucky! All that buckin gets ya head bust passed down a nigga block and
s daddy Treat him like he's my own But sometimes, sit an' wonder "How can I father another man's son?" When the argument breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream
m out to settle the score, let's do it right Enough for looking at grave, it's paying back tonight Yo Twin pass the lah, pass the light The glamour life
to them you got to get through me And it's the Bad Boy family tree Like I said we gonna do this shit, nonstop And my sole purpose is makin' you dance Ladies scream
It's on (Where your sparkle at kid) Ryzarector Yes, the shit is raw, comin' at your door Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more Yes, the hour
's the visiting king supreme all heal kiss the ring into a [unverified] I blow steam from the families of the Mackabees Smack emcees watch them scream
on my money while I'm clappin at ya'll {Jadakiss} I got niggas in jail crack in the hood hustle in south fiends and customers that run in your house I got family
the trunk The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, mics I listen to him scream, Tray
I'm bubblin' Up like crack, Luck strike back Wreckin' all this mics got my money on stack Hold up, come dust me off pass me the weed (puffing sounds)
you will of me I'll always have juggalo family! Mass murder makes me happy! Dead bodies make me happy! Say what you will of me I'll always have juggalo family
(Scream) Goin' Trick Or Treatin' In My, Murda Cloak(2x) (Shaggy 2 Dope) I Woke Up I Don't Remember Fallin' Asleep, I Feel The Same Wickid Hungers Calling
, we set to gangrene Killa killa, the realla, banana fanna I feela Nigga with a millimeter with the infrared beam The axe is family, and for the family
