Fordítás: Kis Sins. On The Run.
and bring your .45, On the run, On the run, Just pack your bags and bring your .45, On the run, On the run. So draw your pistol - keep your helmet on,
follows me is now business that you run wondering what went wrong wondering just how long the road ahead will be joy has compromised dying on the i's
could ever show a mind so small that it is not 'the be and end all.' Into the future we race driven on by our greed, Like rats in a maze we will never
and turn forward the razas And bring back the **** who was livest Old hustlers, reminiscing on better days They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage Hating on
tried to do it on my own but I found out) Lord (I need) I (I need ya) need Your help Bridge: I traveled long on every side, there's no where to run
the drums and the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my Teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I
Rungran I need a guitar, to do it on all fours Cool friends, weekend, and someone to die for When I'm alone on my couch, nothing can settle me down I'm adding on
can't swallow the truth you just choke on the fact that you can't stomach this and why should you try when you're paying ten fold for the sins you've
though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. CRAIG (overlapping) Several more friends volunteered to serve as pall-bearers, but they were deemed too small
be better spent Come see a curious gal The Bearded Lady See a man Turned into a reptile As punishment for his sins Come hear the haunting song Of the
actual shepherd on top! And I've just begun -- Here's the politician, so oily It's served with a doily, Have one! TODD: Put it on a bun. Well, you never
shepherd's pie peppered With actual shepherd on top! And I've just begun -- Here's the politician, so oily It's served with a doily, Have one! Sweeney Todd Put it on
shepherd's pie peppered With actual shepherd on top And I've just begun Here's the politician, so oily It's served with a doily Have one, put it on a
point to a friend Even then, accidents are prone to happen to any man A woman is dumb enough to pretend That her, god won't hold them accountable for sins
(I tried to do it on my own but I found out) Lord (I need) I (I need ya) need your help I traveled long on every side, there's no where to run or hide
drums and the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don'
to BK'lyn, togethor we about a ton or better on the way in, we rhyme related, very underestimated That's why I'm winnin in this world of sins Steady grinnin
