Слова:
Friends For Hire Under Our Skin

's times like these that we will fight. It's over and it's under our skin. Now darling tell me That we're alright She waits for him in the hearse while

, when the killin field, gauges be blazin', ninas with infrared lasers, set the weeds afire. We them killas for hire. We kill 'em for scratch. Some niggas