Tekster:
Cold War Kids Hair Down

're coming back loud and end this conversation Said you let your hair down you got enough to go round, oh mine Said you let your hair down but you've

We're coming back loud and end this conversation Said you let your hair down you got enough to go round, oh mine Said you let your hair down but you'

Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain Leave the whimpering dog in his cold kennel Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal Leave the acid kids

get knocked down until I'm locked and shot down Heather B couldn't make me put my Glock Down [Fat Joe] We lock towns like rounds in the chamber Boogie Down

here but forgotten Skin is rotting feeling old, cold Motherfucker in a robe gonna sentence me to die in a metal chair Fizzle my nut hair Bad enough I

like ex-foes toes at the coroner's Kids with cold feet rise and fall like the barometer Grym will mentally chop your career See, shit is locked down

to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Sike! [Eminem:] If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would

[Z-Ro] They tell me put the dope down, and it won't hurt no more But the only thing I really seem to understand, is murda mo' They tell me keep my trigga

. Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain. Leave whimpering dog in his cold kennel. Leave the dead starlit on her pedestal. Leave the acid kids