Tekst:
The Psycho Realm The Wind Of Revolution

Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets The wind of revolution screams: "come on do it" Hey, looking at this rawness upon us Makes sick soldiers

: Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets The wind of revolution screams: "come on do it" Hey, looking at this rawness upon us Makes sick soldiers

hype, knah'msayin? {*chuckling*} Here we go again [One.Be.Lo] You get caught up in that everyday cycle, you might go psycho Especially if you don't