When you're going much too high When you're going to the top When you're going to the top When you're going to the top When you're going to the top Like
Fordítás: Őrültség. Going To The Top.
Take you to the top and my crew notorious That's right bitch my click victorious Please don't push my back against the wall, wall You violate my team I'm going
a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya know] I've found a star, [out here, right now it's madness, ] Where do we go from here, [things going on, word
do the splits like Prince And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips I make the sky red with cracks in it Give me a minute Stand on top of
graves I do the splits like Prince And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips I make the sky red with cracks in it Give me a minute Stand on top
plaster on plastic like psychodamagic and man a brother bad cause I status Grabbing some asses freaking up plenty women by the masses can't nobody stop this madness
's going to stop us singing, copper, even if I have got to come down and tell you myself, and stick it in your face" "I'm going to send in the troops
You shit-head slimy got it alls You crap-eyed ghosts with greasy balls You wicked matron stabbing hard, Grabbing while the going's good Administrators
Standing by the speaker, suddenly I had this Fever, was it me or either summer madness 'Cause I just can't stand around So I get closer and the closer
why they always stay be'ind What d'ya mean 'Isn't it wrong to kill?' Not if the top men say so! Where you're going sonny General's top chap Next to him
ma, top of the world He'd started talking to himself His ma was dead The first sign of madness, talking to yourself Alarm bells should have Been going
'm out for self 'cuz I'm gonna die alone This is madness, I'm drooling with the lock jaw My elevator don't go to the top floor I hold my breath 'cuz
Standing by the speaker suddenly I had this Fever was it me or either summer madness 'Cause I just can't stand around so I get closer And the closer I
his socks I glanced a glare of Roosters siren It wasn't us the Rex is heat up, like movin' amos in the mouth of madness Right through da top where skulls
. Take a look around you at the world we've come to know Does it seem to be much more than a crazy circus show But maybe from the madness something beautiful
[Mr. 3-2] May life be a trip, I never knew, things could ever get bad As I got no love my 17 shot glock with extra clips That's it, I'm going all out
