Tekster:
Static X Destroy All

loaded gun Waiting to go off You keep your eyes on yourself You slit you throat with your guilt My hands are ringing necks In my waking thoughts Destroy, destroy all

loaded gun Waiting to go off You keep your eyes on yourself You slit you throat with your guilt My hands are ringing necks In my waking thoughts Destroy, destroy all

Motherfuckin gp in the motherfuckin house With shorty shy [rubbabandz] Yo.. yo.. I raise all hell when i, start to stain Crab niggaz, I recon, you recognize

like cocaine The effortless action wit moves like subtraction Lip, stick and admit wit mo' satisfaction And all the while my beats can pile up More data than X-File shows all

I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad You can live

a lot of hype, but I know you're a flop Nothin's really gonna happen, like when the ball drops You all stop, you all pussy clot, mushy as when a cookie

I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad You can live

be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad You can live

: [Ultramagnetic] [Ced Gee] Yo whassup yo We in the Ultra lab man We got this beat rollin man We might as well start this Chorus Line, y'all with that