say? get off my doorstep right now, throw another million away. please not today. there's a man around, his face always firetruck red, and i've heard there
Prevod: Million Dead. Tam so Ghosts.
they say? Get off my doorstep right now Throw another million away. Please not today. There's a man around, His face always firetruck red And I've heard there
Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead Never comin' back here, sendin' out last year Took a look at the competition, there was none there So a nigga hit
I heard there was a rumor Too Short was dead Walked in the house and got shot in the head I know you don't believe it, if you do you're wrong How can
from hell based on a war killed by the night aiming at you Close to the edge burning inside nothing to take they will release Millions are dead victims are
but you're a Dead Man Walkin' Yo toast the host from coasts' we boast When we meet again, I will be Casper that friendly ghost You'll hear shots, like
but you're a dead man walking Yo, toast the host from coasts' we boast When we meet again, I will be Casper that friendly ghost You'll hear shots, like
it last For the future And the time the to come ahead Take it from the dead man Things are easy when you're dead I'll be back for you I left the
And makes it last For the future And the time the to come ahead Take it from the dead man Things are easy when you're dead I'll be back for you I
baseheads zombies millions of 'em and more with the steam roller roll em over flat on the floor there like dead ass bodies walkin around without the ghost
. Basehead Zombies, millions of em' and more. With the steam roller, roll em' over flat on the floor. Their like dead ass bodies walking around without the ghost
She was my life My essence Taught her to obey the cross The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost And the Good Book And your type She became his virgin prize Dead
line I'll drive all night A thousand miles, riding on the wind a while A thousand miles, silence on all sides Black sky above So deep a million stars are
you are gone from my life And still I cling to the fear of the dark Don't follow them for they don't care how you are And I'm finding a way of being
nautical starry night yellin' "The harbor is yours!" You should tell him where you situate the gold That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davey J-J-J
now It rang a million times When you lied to me It rang a million times When you lied It rang a million times It rang a million times It rang a million
...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days. They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when
