to be Behind the counter The hen center Was always picking on me There they are tucking in all over shop Got no time for dinner or tea Behind the counter
Prevod: Fall. Behind The Counter.
Of all the things I've believed in I just want to get it over with Tears from behind my eyes but I do not cry Counting the days that pass me by I've
while they doing a punk like you Freeze motherfucker Get on your knees,hands behind you back Bow your heads,if you will please I'll swing my axe,watch the bodies fall
the right time Fly by on the right wing, high fly, i roast defenders all of the time yes, Common sense is all in the mind, I stand up strong, no falling behind
leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money That's not what counts, kill or be killed Somehow I have
Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up We're hiding behind skin that's too tough How come we don't say I love you enough? 'Til it's to late, it's not
our kids are counting on us to stay around let it burn let it burn put your lighters up ohh burn that bridge down Chorus: burn this bridge down if you're falling
And outside, the sky is falling People dodging raindrops, staying dry And inside, I never gave a damn about those outside people anyway And it hurt
Of all the things I've believed in I just want to get it over with Tears from behind my eyes but I do not cry Counting the days pass me by I've been
to throw the book at me Damn, that shit hurts, but I put in work (Hurts) These niggaz are like germs, over the counter they lurk And smirk when you fall
Pound) Life behind the walls (it's like that) Livin' life behind the walls Welcome to Oz Life behind the walls Life behind the walls Life behind the
He's gonna miss his fall, oh, God save the human cannonball And the flyin' Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twist And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count
Do you still say your prayers little darlin' do you go to bed at night Prayin' that tomorrow, everything will be alright But tommorow's fall in number
Z-Ro the Crooked King of Da Ghetto, know I'm saying You wanna be the queen, let me holla at ya [Z-Ro:] You want a nigga to touch you where it counts,
(Dogg Pound) Life behind the walls (It's like that) Spending life behind the walls, welcome to Oz Life behind the walls Life behind the walls Life behind
't complain He's a nerd with a hardcore twist, playin with racing cars (Count the rain on the window pane) We look out the window and count the rain
Verse one: {lil' ya} Goin' for it all I want to ball fall So give me some chip's, I got's a Motherfuckin' nine on my hip, I'm pissed, ain't nothin' shakin
