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Mad House Frozen

[Verse:] You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You're frozen When your heart's not open You're so consumed

Oversættelse: Mad'House. Frosne.

[Verse:] You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You're frozen When your heart's not open You're so consumed

the mic And we're puttin it on wax It's the new style! [Royce Da 5'9"] New money, quite powerful mic module Green ducats, black models, white bottles Packed house

money, Ghost (Get money) Big fluffed out gooses on, Stan Smiths The housing cops can suck our dicks, we jumping out Of convertible matchbox shit, next drip inhaling Chilling, my throat frozen

zone where our patrolers will get round cold soul Diddly Bo leave for feelin' a saga foretold Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old Heads froze

dont matter where you run to scream or shout Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse! Mad...House... Mad House It dont matter where you run to scream

the same old niggaz on the block Cops see the same niggaz in the same spot It ain't they fault that you wasn't on point 26 hundred [Incomprehensible] in the joint Mad

which is total agony Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen and out of the door Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' to me So here I am in my house