Vārdi:
Infected Slaves You And Me

I got to get my groove back, you know Been a minute yeah ( i don't know what i'm doin') yeah uh Label me greedy but see me finish what petey started

rise, together we rise Lost hope and found need Grounded by our surroundings Did the walls scream, universities Or you and I verse the tees? React, automatic and we burst when squeezed And

of spikes boiling skulls Skin sliding off of bones Voices The voices call Voices The voices are calling me Buried dead I've spiritually infected Call to me

the dirt you fed Now I'm back from the dead Don't try to reason with me You'll get nowhere fast and your gonna be sorry FUCK YOU! Cause I'm a fuckin' slave

they say Money's infected We're all infected! Money infection! Join the Navy, slave We keep cummin for you Calling for you Do you believe in me

turn on, curtains fall off You see it all was false But that's the good life, lights, camera, action Where is the satisfaction? Good life, black diamonds and gold Living highest when you

floods grubby rot You're deathlike carrion infected with me Lust and pain You feel that in your spoilt flesh Death has broken into your mind But you

as you're still alive You won't infect me by your presence But you will make me sick of hatred I cannot hold myself any longer I'm about to make you suffer You

Next thing you know, you see I get no rejection High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion I'm Daddy X and I come with correction You know there's infection