Lletres:
Agression Don T Be Mistaken

murder the men Fuck all the sheep, butcher the hens Napalmed a village, hiking into sea If anyone survived that clamity Mutilated bodies, blown in two Count both halves and be

have brain bondage Spend all your time in front of the T.V. set Don't you know they're trying to show you just how to live Better not listen, and don't

Hill Then one day, when you're sixty-five Ain't got no reason to stay alive Just sit at home waiting for your check Personally I'd rather be hanging

Your'e a real estate agent Yes, a real big man Selling lots and houses Whenever, wherever you can Slumlord tactics are all you know The word is out,

seems to hurt your eyes Don't you call on the forces of the night Don't be mistaken, there are riches, powers, and pleasures there But don't be mistaken Don't

done You'll be bleeding profusely And we don't use tha term loosely Cuz . . . You slipped out the back when things got hot You took everything and left me to rot But your plan didn't

there and go crazyyy! It's kinda like an addiction Hard core craving attention Do you know of my position I need to flow on the transition You know we could be