your heart and lose your way A fire burns inside me The snow still falls in flakes The reins around a horse's throat turn into a lake And people so familiar
Tulkojums: Baznīca. Uguns Burns.
, tinged with delight! Tell me wht love is, what can it be? What is this yearning, burning in me? What is this yearning, burning in me? What is this yearning, burning
me RIP for a reason I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy
start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell I came from a gang with niggaz
a prayer for the family Drop a coin for humanity Ain't this uniform so flattering? I never asked you a god damned thing! A fire burns today Of blasphemy
don't fight fair Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare And I'm always using my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch And Rappin' ass Ron is
gonna burn Orange County down, And then we're off to Riverside, Bakersfield and Fresno too, then we're coming after you The fear stricken, born again Christian, they got a
spent some time in michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in detroit A dime in california, a twenty dollar
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed
s a bank, there's a church, a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame A white hooded judge
seem to make the average exotic Probably unite, I know you getting some love But you can't spit like a thug And you a blow, you make a hit for the club
a pound Come on.. Chorus 2 [Kurupt] Let me tell em, the headless Horsemen nigga... I'm back, give me a fired up Mac Seventeen different sachels of uncooked
stop breathin' Givin' careers a severe beatin' for MCing, it's something That I don't take lightly, how the fuck you ever invite me To a duel, I drool
' it, they were bleedin' him He said, "Burn baby, burn" 'Til the street Samurai said to my face That any flag that's worth a shit Was woven from fire
cell locks in the night Lactating tits being licked, left and right Plenty of coochie burning with desire Like black churches in the South Black prayers and pussy on fire
spots, now I own shops Gortex with the lot, five sixty-four bills a pop I'm hot, who wanna get burned? I fire one in your knot and watch your whole
Outro:] Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho
