Слова:
Drag On The Race

wanna be alive But if I gotta be natas, the hottest nigga wit' coatist Bein' stated's what brought us, bloody up ya pratas When I drag ya through the

it off on that revolution stuff It was such a drag, too many snags Well, I?ve drunk a lot of wine and I?m feeling fine Got to race the cat to bed Oh

't you try me on a drag of that cigarette? Why don't you try to give me something that I will never ever forget? But now don't you blow it all on a million

chrome and steel Drag my body, well, behind the wheel Drive like lightning crash like thunder It ain't worth nothin' when you're six feet under Wrapped up in hot chrome and steel Drag

his Stones We never got it off on that Revolution stuff What a drag, too many snags Now I drunk a lot of wine and I?m feeling fine Gotta race some cat

Now I ain't lookin' to compete with you Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy, mystify you All I really want to do Is

beings is the only life I know My armies of zombies will inherit the earth, and answer to my spells Mutilated the human race in search for immortals I drag

We race forward to cross divided lines, the thought of failure is our biggest fear, losing our souls replacing them with greed, so called success remains

hell Society make the pace join the race and obey One for the money and two the space three hooray I wanna thank G.O.D. the inventor Kept at least an eye on