Tekst:
Riot Bad Machine

, bad machine. I'll keep fighting to the end For my innocence defend I've...lost all but everything from the fire. I have seen, bad machine. oh bad machine

, bad machine. I'll keep fighting to the end For my innocence defend I've...lost all but everything from the fire. I have seen, bad machine. oh bad machine

This nigga just bought eleven machine guns And he brought them in my crib Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton Heard Nia Long is in

don't worry traffic control But I just don't seem to wake up I've been all the way to Budapest Seen riots, yes riots in Tibet Seen the burning monks Crackling

replacement to the prior residence of my home i'm the skrapz and for years i been spittin' alone smashin' pumpkins on stage in a rage a machine devilish

that's also a crime Chips, anyone? You can take the girl out of Hicksville But you can't take the Hickville out Of the girl Maureen My riot got you

cargo cotton mouth - I take a dry swallow to the nearest corner watering hole the bartender with the deed for my soul satisfaction no I can't get no lotsa bad

(Raekwon) This Nigga just bought eleven machine guns And he brought them in my crib (Ghostface Killah) Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the

I found the sound that I pound the ground Get paid and laid, not 'jayed or 'fraid so I stayed and made, not a bad debate Got a group to troop, with a