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Riot Turning The Hands Of Time

with no tears to show, mouths that move but don't speak. I can help you to find, this world that you seek. So we go, turning the hands of time, going

Traducció: Motí. Passant les mans del temps.

with no tears to show, mouths that move but don't speak. I can help you to find, this world that you seek. So we go, turning the hands of time, going

cry with no tears to show, mouths that move but don't speak. I can help you to find, this world that you seek. So we go, turning the hands of time, going

same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn the

Turn this up a little louder now Turn this up a little louder now Turn it up Ladies and gents you're tuned to the sound of Carlos Santana Since supernatural

me callin you?) He's the one you love... ('cause I hear 'em callin me...) and he's the one you trust... (...like our time is almost through) Time is

set up Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat off Uhh, 'cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands

with a smaller pile Mothafuckas better raise up before I put my gauge up And turn into a deranged nut Nigga what? Don't come too close, man Don't play the wrong hand