CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : DYING BREED
Find a chance just to hold back
Workin hard just to get back
Many things that will not last
We survive, we can outlast
Got a leash on my soul
Help, I’m losin control
Find myself all alone
f**k you mean that we clones?
I’m dealin with the darkness thats feedin inside of me
Good artists nowadays it’s like a f**ken dyin breed
Don’t lose yourself, don’t take a knee
Many have failed before that’s a guarantee
Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day
f**k that
We gone run it back
Bouta f**k ‘em up
Where they hidin at?
It’s the wolf pack
Never coming last
I don’t gotta cap
Like Jimmy, i’m bouta blast
I’m the one that they counted out
Evеrything’s changing without a doubt
Never looking back, nevеr run your mouth
Cause we all bouta drown, and we all going down
Straight to hell, i’m a demon can’t you tell?
I walk on 9 inch nails, down the pit I fell
Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day
I’m so damn cryptic Animalistic
Im hatred driven not optimistic
Need a bust down chain
A new pot to p*ss in and a iced out wrist too stop the blood from dripping
Why the f**k you trippin?
Why the f**k you b*t*hing?
Might back hand that b*t*h why the f**k you snitching?
Wolves from woods killing all opposition
Straight precision aim in watch that b*t*h go missing
I got nothing too say watch 'em all fade away oh I
Must’ve forgot the time or the f**kin words to say oh I
My backs against the wall
They’re praying for my fall
f**k it you know it’s war
And this my battle song
Workin hard just to get back
Many things that will not last
We survive, we can outlast
Got a leash on my soul
Help, I’m losin control
Find myself all alone
f**k you mean that we clones?
I’m dealin with the darkness thats feedin inside of me
Good artists nowadays it’s like a f**ken dyin breed
Don’t lose yourself, don’t take a knee
Many have failed before that’s a guarantee
Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day
f**k that
We gone run it back
Bouta f**k ‘em up
Where they hidin at?
It’s the wolf pack
Never coming last
I don’t gotta cap
Like Jimmy, i’m bouta blast
I’m the one that they counted out
Evеrything’s changing without a doubt
Never looking back, nevеr run your mouth
Cause we all bouta drown, and we all going down
Straight to hell, i’m a demon can’t you tell?
I walk on 9 inch nails, down the pit I fell
Lock me away
I’ll find my way
I’ll have my day
I’m so damn cryptic Animalistic
Im hatred driven not optimistic
Need a bust down chain
A new pot to p*ss in and a iced out wrist too stop the blood from dripping
Why the f**k you trippin?
Why the f**k you b*t*hing?
Might back hand that b*t*h why the f**k you snitching?
Wolves from woods killing all opposition
Straight precision aim in watch that b*t*h go missing
I got nothing too say watch 'em all fade away oh I
Must’ve forgot the time or the f**kin words to say oh I
My backs against the wall
They’re praying for my fall
f**k it you know it’s war
And this my battle song
