Traducció: Deep Purple. Burn [en viu].
return." The people laughed till she said, "burn!" Warning came, no one cared. Earth was shakin', we stood and stared. When it came no one was spared. Still i hear "burn
no return." The people laughed till she said, "burn!" Warning came, no one cared. Earth was shakin', we stood and stared. When it came no one was spared. Still i hear "burn
m the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J All year round but I love my Halloween You never get an apple or a purple jellybean Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack Instead you get a deep
my back, hit the dank, load the gat, make the grave Twelve midnight, my niggas on the stroll, Mr. Doc, Baby Reg, Brotha Lynch, Big Dan We bout' to roll ridin deep
back, hit the dank, load the gat, make the grave Twelve midnight, my niggas on the stroll, Mr. doc, baby reg, brotha lynch, big dan We bout' to roll ridin deep
of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x) I was once in the land where things would never go right There lived
she stuffers Rotting limbs scatter the surface around you Living was their reason to embrace death Dying was the only way for them to live Giving
it for themselves Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Lived
who are just dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live
the widow's house burned down I wonder how he feels right now When evening shades are falling Lonely in his capsule With all of heaven calling How deep is the deepest
callin 1-800-flowers My repertoire burn your ashes in the urn Is it God or money that really make the world turn? Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds Inhale deep
milk or piss on them (piss on'em) burn their cell Snitch niggas playing the game "Who turn to tell" (what?) I'm waiting right here for the warden and burning
road Wake up, girl! We're almost home We should see the gates by mornin' We should be inside by evening Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn
