KSU - Nocą
Tekst :
1. Boisz się gdy zapadnie zmrokSpokojny dzień lecz niebezpieczna noc
Unikasz bocznych ulic, ale musisz się zanurzyć
W bagno wielkich miast gdzie blask neonów zgasł a tam
Ref.
Pijany gówniarz } x 3 - bije cię w pysk
Pijany gówniarz } x 3 - żylety błysk
2. Uciekasz stąd nie zastanawiasz się
Skąd też się wziął społeczny problem ten
Porządny tatuś mama dobra też
a synek pije i bije czasem też
Ref. ...
3. W sercu twym wyrósł nienawiści mur
Ale się zastanów co robi synek twój
Ty gonisz za forsą, on ma wolny czas
W bocznej ulicy porżnął komuś twarz
Ref.
Pijany gówniarz } x 3 - w kieszeni bełt
Pijany gówniarz } x 3 - zeszmacił się
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Better luck next time
Sometimes we fall
Ain t nothing new to me
Don t care move on
I must say you gave up for this time now
Stop tell me where you going
Maybe the one you love isn t there
You re going under
Ain t nothing new to me
Don t care move on
I must say you gave up for this time now
Stop tell me where you going
Maybe the one you love isn t there
You re going under
Autopsy
You must philosophise
But why must you bore me to tears?
You re red around the eyes
You tell me things no one else hears
You spend all your time crying
Crying the hours in tears
Crying the hours in tears
Come lend...
But why must you bore me to tears?
You re red around the eyes
You tell me things no one else hears
You spend all your time crying
Crying the hours in tears
Crying the hours in tears
Come lend...
Mercy
Holy god
holy and strong
holy and immortal
have mercy on us
have mercy on us
Let the rain wash our tears away
let the water free our soul from sin
don t let evil come into our heart
it will makes...
holy and strong
holy and immortal
have mercy on us
have mercy on us
Let the rain wash our tears away
let the water free our soul from sin
don t let evil come into our heart
it will makes...
Hardcore composer
Now I got you looking stiff you numbskull, you re at a stand still
Still faking that you re hard with your rhymes and got no hand skills
so I ll easily drop you and stop you from rhyming
Send you home to moms all bruised up...
Still faking that you re hard with your rhymes and got no hand skills
so I ll easily drop you and stop you from rhyming
Send you home to moms all bruised up...
Gain on shit
There is no life
In what you selling me
There is no life
The love that you offer
Is synthetic stuff
Is synthetic stuff
I can`t see any happiness
In what you`re dealing
You can keep goin` for it
You only gain on shit
Goin for it
Gain on shit
In what you selling me
There is no life
The love that you offer
Is synthetic stuff
Is synthetic stuff
I can`t see any happiness
In what you`re dealing
You can keep goin` for it
You only gain on shit
Goin for it
Gain on shit
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