say sabotage I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it I underestimated just who I was dealing with She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum
I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't gettin' 'em back With a move of perfection, my dissection Some call it lethal injection I'm gonna fill 'em with hard drums Big drums
crime why play ya blind? A simple look and anyone with two cents would know I'm a hardcore player from he streets Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore drum
song to sing Before you, My whole life was acapella! Now a symphony?s The only song to sing - Everything was the same One color was just like the others
all in colors And the size of others shall send you forward Arranged to sail you toward A peace of mind, will we reach Winds allow other skylines Other
All hell's crashing down inside The windows to the other side Shimmering in rooms to quiet sighs of 'Oh well if it's happening there It isn't here',
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don't care Forcing circles into squares You can spend precious time Marching in your perfect line But I don't hear that drum I'm looking for something
Morning's hard coffee's cold Pretending that the days mean more than getting old Stale headlines, others drenched in pride Marching to their drum with
breeze Some folks think it's make believe Other folks ain't so naive About a smoke signal, could see it coming A smoke signal, hear the drums drumming
Right before the window And you who accept, in your soul and your head What was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread A new self is born, the other
[spoken, with drums getting progressively louder] Jus' look at them. I tell you, it warms the heart to see the little ones out there. Y' know, it wasn
horns play the part of... uhm... three French horns... uh... (The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. Seymore the Wolf.... The kettle drum and bass drum
atmosphere. Laughing, loving, and without a doubt, they simply strode about the streets that other creatures left alone. I ran across, myself compulsive, with the feeling of a pulsing drum
the lizard life I'd be a reptile all day And it's so fine Ain't no other way Like a life minus mind I prefer reclinin' Beatin' that conga drum And waitin
and regals 5000 on the paint just so life will see ya Green cards for the free lunch Now his green cards scream larger than seats crush Big *** for the other
to my life and doubt got subtracted Wanna skip ya mind from crying better learn something, son You be beatin' on my couches, why don't you try hit the drums