ZE GRAN ZEFT - HANGIN' ROUND | Текст песни

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The story of a son of a bitch
Who never knew his mom
Pretends he never had been ditched
But don't know where he's from.

He deals with anyone for treats
His gait is raw home grown
He thinks he fuckin rules da streets
Just when I come alone.

He got one chance
Facing the circumstance
I won't go that down
To embrace the motherfucker of disdain

My way seems too tricky
To feed and heal the hopeless
And my hand, Big enough to catch
Small enough to clench.

So startin'...
A new quarrel with me
Like if I begged for
This motherfucker will be
Another dirty whore!

Another fuck up for free
A chav who craved for
Some kinda contact with me

Like I was hangin' around...

So baby wanted to play daddy
Just cuz he thought I was done
He tried to fuckin tread on me
But gave the dog a bone

I hardly smashed his mouth
And went to hit the wall
Another fuck up goin south
Another head in the fall

Among the wise and wicked
Abides an ol'whack head
Obsessed by the golden tread
He has never had

Nothin' to fuck wit the shit you jus spit
So don't hold your breath
Cuz you're gonna join death!

So this is...
A new quarrel with me
Like if I begged for
This motherfucker will be
Another dirty whore!

Another broke up for free
A chav who craved for
Some kinda contact with me,

Like I was hangin' around...

If I got dat shit, to make this meany motherfucker quit
Then I cud
Stand alone, upon my pimped out throne

If I got dat shit, to make those meany motherfuckers quit
Then I cud,
Rule the stools, like an Icon for the fools


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