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A picture Of ‘Em All

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 01.11.2012

We call it lady nowdays, when you're put down with your panties, issues maid!
And when you're making my bed, remember you have to make yourself

But I don't know where it's going
I've got a picture of 'em all
If it's going deathrow?
I've got a picture of 'em all
and you know who'll cause it

- that's your home

And time's out on the street
if time eats, then it's fought by a warrior
You've got lust for b love
You've got anything life could need

But I don't know?

That's your women - let your women dry
Every head in Kine - let your women dry
Everywhere, I trust - let your women dry
Everywhere, I seek my purity in love affairs

I wanna beat you in all
I want beat but it's all to much now
I've got lust for b love
I've got anything life could need

But I don't know?

That's your women?


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