Illegal
Quelle: Spotify
Sometimes it's like this city is a beast, belly rumbelin', ground crumblin' underneath my feet, oor
Maybe you could have been a metalworm, with lost youth train surfin' on in pursuit of a better world tired of being overlooked, rather looked as a crook than haven't been seen at all on the day the they close the books and I swear the one day you will know my name, about to sign it in at the hall of fame, with that big drippin' inc pen, status of a king-pin, eye's of the beholder, police say that I'm insane or they say that I've been framed, but nobody knows nobody so everybody say what they will say. The enno nemeti from the innocenti, to the Adele men is backfire our odd emetics and how we hot end to these maybe make us graff writers! Somehow this world is a mirage, no hope for the hopeless, no answers from the gods! Nobody is responsible, there's nothing to be done! but file the paper work, back to work. Keep living on the run, if you don't fit in the puzzle your piece will be left behind. Seems impossible to say the least to leave the life of crime. If your love was banned of the government, your passed was no good, you were the one of those that was suppose to make it from the hood. You were self medicating or looking like too much fun. To ambitious with your dreams to change what the world's become, to vicious to plottin' colorsceems, bombin' was the smithereens. The long arm of the law don't chase the dealers, but the thieves. Chase the homeless, not the owners of house and they can't effort this, the side to keep their crossairs on the kids out on the corners. The least fortunate is always the first to get cuffed, The 1 % got ways to shut the 99% up! Like what?
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