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I sit the magazine together with other bullets
And do you really think. My fate is fucked up?
I stifle in the dark chamber. I m cramped like in an asshole
I will feel like a loser, until they fire me out!

I am a stray bullet, what do you think?
When will I reach you? I am a stray bullet!

Now I m sitting in your skull
And the plan has been completed
I ll repeat it with no doubt
I ll devour your young heart

I sit in the rifle barrel. I m embedded perfectly
So hard and slender too. I m dope clean totally
I m waiting for my kick. I m waiting for my kick
I m waiting for my kick. I m waiting for my kick
Naughty boy. Where. Do you think
Will I hit you, little prick?

I am a stray bullet, what do you think?
When will I reach you? I am a stray bullet!

Now I m sitting in your skull
And the plan has been completed
I ll repeat it with no doubt
I ll devour your young heart...

The jungle jungle jungle
We re living, we re living in the hood
Just another day, riding through the hood
just another day, haning out around the way
Just another day, remember what Latifah say
Just another day, the natty dreadlocks around the way

On the rock

The one I send to vrew right through.
In cell block two. / And to you and you and you,
over there in a penitentiary.
Here today and gone tomorrow.
Who no dey a Booth Hill gone a Tamarind Farm.
Good friends we have, good...

Different worlds

I don t like the feeling of reality
Whenever i don t want it it is chasing me
One moment you re alive, the next you re a machine
So full of energy, it makes me wanna scream

I live in different worlds or so it seems
One is to survive, the other holds my...

Hair of the dog

The man who was mortally wounded in war kept on fighting
the man who was cut to the quick by love kept on loving
the man who was mercilessly tortured by thoughts kept on thinking
the man who was crippled with concern kept on caring kept on...

1,2,3

J aimerais tant te faire croire
Que l amour descend du ciel
Qu on vit dans une tour d ivoire
Que tous les jours c est Noël

La réalité
Est moins belle que ça...