hunter My heart's a hunter And love is a loser's game My heart's a hunter And love is a loser's game My heart's a hunter My heart's a hunter And love
Prevod: Great White. Heart Hunter.
your eye What! Say somethin, you stay frontin It ain't nothing, let off like I'm big game hunting Me and Tek stay way blunted Wave running on beaches with white
deer the tall tense deer. Four tell stags at a green mountain the lucky hunter sang before. All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold
can tell there's goin' to be a feast You know that sometimes Satan come as a man of peace He's a great humanitarian, he's a great philanthropist He
you? Its Anita Baymont, Hunter Thompson's assistant I'm going through the messages And I'm just getting back to you to let you know That Hunter did get
Words written and spoken by: Hunter S. Thompson Girl: "This is a message for Paul Oakenfold...eh...how are you? Its Anita Baymont Hunter Thompson's
fuck like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight You frostin' like a flake and Ludacris feels great
What I say vibrates no less than 9 ways South, South East, West, south west, east North, North east, North west And the black and white images fade to great
Out of silence rose a man known as wise and old "We've all seen the fires And heard the tale of the hunter Hear my words when I say This autumn roars
, not a committee, hit her off Not to mention, sweatin' the kitty really off Had to do this, ain't no regular see the ruler's Wit this rich white lady
speed. CHORUS: Thunder Rolling in the Mountains Lead the People across the Great Divide There's blood on the snow in the hills of Idaho But the heart
of the hunting fire Eager for, hungry for They got to have You know they love Connection Contact Communion And let our two great religions Cease their
as fuck like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight You frostin' like a flake and Ludacris feels great
scourge Who rape this land our mother The white eyes came across the sea Bringing pain and misery Oh five us hope great spirit up above God of the sun Great
the sky Hear the ancient battle cry Chorus Give the land back to the nations Let their spirits roam the plains With the great white buffalo You were
slim deer The tall tense deer. Four tell stags at a green mountain The lucky hunter sang before. All in green went my love riding On a great horse of
can tell there's going to be a feast. You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. He's a great humanitarian, he's a great philanthropist,
