(chino moreno)
Why don't you come out
Just wasting hours to call
And say...
No we're not gonna die!
Thoughts evolve
Shall we kill
A lot say
Tell them lies it's hard play
And see my chest grow
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...
(chino moreno)
Go tell
Wasting hours to talk
And say
No we're not gonna stop!
Thoughts evolve
Shall we kill
A lot say
Tell them lies it's hard play
And see my chest grow
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...
(el-p & cage)
Don't let them take you alive,
The city knows my name, number and address,
There's no where to hide.
You must all hear the merciful leader of big guns,
Watching gotti and television talk to your son.
At least this plane isn't corporated,
To a sickness that will not be infiltrated.
When you slip this, then you'll see it's automated
Weather the ? Will be inaugurated
And when tapped in the vein
Clapped back automatic a vein snap
But i just wanna boogie with a same plaque
Weather men will bring the beast out of a cheeky creek,
Some of these soldiers scream at the look of me (while i swing with an axe!),
Meditated, my medicated state of my rate,
I cant wait to shoot frank and loot the bank.
And uh, it's automated gang otta take out the gator
Pulling pranching on em' things and we breezing out of your brains some.
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...
Why don't you come out
Just wasting hours to call
And say...
No we're not gonna die!
Thoughts evolve
Shall we kill
A lot say
Tell them lies it's hard play
And see my chest grow
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...
(chino moreno)
Go tell
Wasting hours to talk
And say
No we're not gonna stop!
Thoughts evolve
Shall we kill
A lot say
Tell them lies it's hard play
And see my chest grow
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...
(el-p & cage)
Don't let them take you alive,
The city knows my name, number and address,
There's no where to hide.
You must all hear the merciful leader of big guns,
Watching gotti and television talk to your son.
At least this plane isn't corporated,
To a sickness that will not be infiltrated.
When you slip this, then you'll see it's automated
Weather the ? Will be inaugurated
And when tapped in the vein
Clapped back automatic a vein snap
But i just wanna boogie with a same plaque
Weather men will bring the beast out of a cheeky creek,
Some of these soldiers scream at the look of me (while i swing with an axe!),
Meditated, my medicated state of my rate,
I cant wait to shoot frank and loot the bank.
And uh, it's automated gang otta take out the gator
Pulling pranching on em' things and we breezing out of your brains some.
For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours
The hours and hours and hours and hours...