CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : PARANOID
Paranoid
You can find me lurking in the night
I can feel the mothaf**kin evil hunting with scythe
Someone call my doctor, think I lost my f**kin mind
If feel this way tomorrow, I promise that you gon die
If I said I got your back then it’s to the grave
If I said this pu**y fake, we can run the fade
UAV 7 0 deuce, where I f**kin stay, Ain’t nobody coming to save you
Pussies my 9 go bang
Red dot scoping on yo mothaf**kin cranium
Got the 9 milimeter
I’m busting shots like I’m painting ‘em
f**k it I’m just sick of ‘em
Got the hounds they sicken em’
Burn they f**kin bodies and break they necks just by hangin ‘em
Hold up
You sayin Doctor Satan has arrived?
With all that sh*t you talkin, you will never be revived
I keep on buildin on whatever that is trapped inside
And I will I’ll never find the f**ken truth thats hidden from my eyes
So many people always dark sided on the soul
Lost souls from the graves, they crave just to be a whole
And live again, just a matter of a sin
Just to f**k it up again, and nothin in the mind to make amends
Crossed over dark matter, another name for dark shadows
Walk-in over hard gravel, just to grab the black candles
Light’ em up and pass the samples, ritual to be a vandal
UAV is in my blood and now it showin on my mantle
You can find me lurking in the night
I can feel the mothaf**kin evil hunting with scythe
Someone call my doctor, think I lost my f**kin mind
If feel this way tomorrow, I promise that you gon die
If I said I got your back then it’s to the grave
If I said this pu**y fake, we can run the fade
UAV 7 0 deuce, where I f**kin stay, Ain’t nobody coming to save you
Pussies my 9 go bang
Red dot scoping on yo mothaf**kin cranium
Got the 9 milimeter
I’m busting shots like I’m painting ‘em
f**k it I’m just sick of ‘em
Got the hounds they sicken em’
Burn they f**kin bodies and break they necks just by hangin ‘em
Hold up
You sayin Doctor Satan has arrived?
With all that sh*t you talkin, you will never be revived
I keep on buildin on whatever that is trapped inside
And I will I’ll never find the f**ken truth thats hidden from my eyes
So many people always dark sided on the soul
Lost souls from the graves, they crave just to be a whole
And live again, just a matter of a sin
Just to f**k it up again, and nothin in the mind to make amends
Crossed over dark matter, another name for dark shadows
Walk-in over hard gravel, just to grab the black candles
Light’ em up and pass the samples, ritual to be a vandal
UAV is in my blood and now it showin on my mantle
