Слова:
Fucked Up Triumph Of Life

chased me off of the ground. I drew you into the clouds, triumph of life. Many millions of a kind, to the ground confined the few heads that rise up

'em the entire time, why am I up? Cause tribulations I have triumphed bitch I'm fired up So it's time for me to slit your fucking lighter, light the sky up

Took me 40 minutes to walk there to buy it Call ya boy, A C.O. but if I really was When all these niggas undercover, fuckin' niggas up Keep it trilla

the better. The plights of those in misery A dead necked vision, product of subsidence. Fucked up, and held in screaming silence Another police force investigation Blatant lies, false fucked

The holocaust never happened excpet to the jews it left behind ignorance has triumphed so its off to war again color and culture we're all still fucking men fashionable fascist fucks

damned accursed presence that rip, tear To pieces the mind and kill every breath of life That doesn't belong to you You won't triumph because that day

time of a life make the bitches wanna keep ya, This is my reality want it well let me teach ya Follow my footsteps through tragedy and triumph Through

in the idioms of grief We are capable of the kind of love about which only the petrified can speak Concede him the microphone let him sing the triumphs

bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream or terminal, like Grand Central Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck