C I N T H Y A L O R E N A V A R G A S.


You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway Now I see that motherfucker writing' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,Thirty D bra, Fuck those haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck, You little punk, You little fucking disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm, Boulevard, Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillac’s- we never go far, And when you see us motherfuckers ,better know who we are .I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate,
Motherfuckers who don't know what, You better watch what you say. From these industry fucks,
To these faggot ass punks, You don't know what it takes, To get this motherfucking truck. I’m already loud maybe,
It? s a little too late, Johny's taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate, Cause I am good motherfucker and there's a price to pay, Yeah, I am a good motherfucker and its judgment day!
I'm getting used to this nuisance, And all the fags who bad mouth this music, It's fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this, You cowards can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it.


viernes, 22 de enero de 2010

So watch my chest heave as this last breath leaves me I am trying to be what you're dying to see
Feel like, fuck man, can't take that Anymore this heart break this it's this life that's so thankless
How could he just forsake us? Racist he makes up, hate us, he gaves us
Nothing but no trust and I am so fucked up So let this gun blind us, lets hide by this lust
And once we are just dust, he'll know that he loves us So take me and make wake and then save me
This hate that you gave me keep saying the same thing To sing when you're hurtin', to sing when tou cry
To sing when you're livin', to sing when you
die And here at the end at the end of the hurt
all the pain ain't the same when is your time to burn We're the heart for the heartless
The thoughts for the thoughtless The lies for the honest We're the Gods for the godless!
Let it all burn, I will burn first God i've tried, am I lost in your eyes?
Just let me burn, it's what I deserve God i've lied, am I lost in your eyes?
So cry three tears for me... When it's all gone, sing me this song
So cry three tears for me... When it's all gone, when it's all gone
I can't stand who I am, I'm this man With this blood on my hands, and this blood I am damned
So watch my wings burn, as they burn in the fire Don't scatter the ashes, now sing for the choir


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