Lletres:
Paint It Black Head Hurts Hands On Fire

ve got it sewn up tight? Well, you've got us up against the ropes tonight. But when the smoke clears, you'll be drawing flies, and we'll be dancing on

bum [All without Mona] They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' All along All

cursed out loud 'cause it hurts like hell This job's a pain--it's so mundane It sure don't stimulate my brain (BRIDGE) (CHORUS) Oh, rub my neck will

you hurt do you know you feel good do you know it some times i sure wish you would just bring on back and give it away i paint another black smile on

can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slow Cocaine, my flow fire, call it propane Every nigga know Game, five shots no pain And that's the reason

can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slow Cocaine, my flow fire, call it propane Every nigga know Game, five shots no pain And that's the reason

see something I want, then I'll take it, girl wont give it up, then I'll rape it, break it, inpenetrate it, I'm gonna make it happen, impregnate it,

it they get stomped from that Mobb attack an if you come back from that stompin lay low got 'em hard-headed niggas will get they head put on fire. [

on ya spot, Fresh out the box, The crowd so live, They comin' in flocks [All] Cuz, it's big business, it big business bitch It's big business, it big