Tekster:
Lions Lions Direction

known to crunch My one-two punch will put your butt out to lunch Full-court pressure's what I'm applyin' No relyin' on the next man, roar like a lion

a hitman that's out here for hire Throwin' up blood 'til the world expires Nigga's lost and it turned out Ain't got no direction and don't know which

breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other way to describe a catastrophe The plan was drawin' blood and displayed it graphically Direct

in a fight, From the point of the exact conception I've had perfection, And you aint close to Omni even though you may lack direction, I've got a good

going back to the crawl. Except when I m going back to the cross, whenever I think he owes me I go back to the cost, got direction can?t go back to the

't wait, now, no way Give one good reason why you do that We ain't got completion to get the connection To be in position for the right direction Wow

her talk in tongues and feel the Holy Spirit Hear it, pulling light strings got mad cast a swing When I do my thing my ballz is hairy like the Lion King

a fait bouge de l Je continue mon trajet, j'arrive vers la gare de Lyon Quand je vois un gars qui se dit vraiment trs fort comme un lion Il me dit "Claude

the same When it reaches me and teaches me To sigh Who would mouse and who would lion Or who would be the tamer? And who would hear directions clear