Текст песни
Rollin' down the highway on my way get out Of state. Spend to twenty on my needle while I that hate. Made it to my destination, Feel like Bruce Lee second run. Either way I'm gonna sit, then I know gonna Get. Money, daddy, that smoke out crispy roll, on Once I reach Tennessee, think about women's face. Took me best friend, make sober 'til I broke Down. I see the way before the past Flew, feel broken Heart. I come to play know they can't believe these Skills. Comin' out this nigga's nest been stuck down In this town for years. Let's go to strip 'cause you can't win ain't On your team. Love with Rollin' down the highway on my way To get out of state. Spend that ten to Twenty on my needle I treat that hate. Made it to my destination, feel like Bruce second Run. Either way I'm gonna sit, Then I know I'm gonna get. Money, daddy, blow crispy roll, Once I reach Tennessee, think about my women's face. Took me down my best Friend, Make me sober 'til I broke down. I see the way before the past flew, heart.
HAUNTED CULT, k1llua. — AGAIN
«AGAIN» — HAUNTED CULT, k1llua.. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:30. Жанр — Фонк.
