Disturbed lyrics

Disturbed lyrics

"10,000 Fists lyrics"

Was Hast Du In Meinem Traum Gemacht lyrics
Was hast du in meinem Traum gemacht? Was hast du in meinem Traum gemacht? Du könntest Gott sein, meine große Liebe, oder mein Gitarrenlehrer, mein Vater oder der, den ich schon lange so vermisse. Der Chef von meiner Plattenfirma. Mein heimlicher Verehrer. Mein Freund und auch mein Sohn, den ich so gerne küsse. Ich mach noch mal die Augen zu und hoffe jetzt kommst wieder du. Ich fühl? dich, ich fühl? dich

Okay
I'm sure you heard

He's back in the building
It's official ticial
Hell Rell DipSet all day nigga let's do it
Talk to me I talk back
Yea
Yea

Now I'm a hustla he's a hustla we some motherfuckin
hustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Talk to me
I'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some motherfuckin
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too?

[Hell Rell]
Yo, from a lonely jail cell back to the bricks
Its Hell Rell motherfucker from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work back on the street again
Bounce back on my feet again
Gators back on my feet again
Bought some guns these haters back with the beef again
Red-dot them infared lasers back on the heat again
And they wanna lock me up throw away the key
Cuz I'm sitting on enough coke to throw away a key
Fuck em you wanna kill me come and do it I don
Brother Can You Spare A Dime lyrics
Once I Built A Railroad, Made It Run Made it race against time Once i built a rairoad, now it's done Brother can you spare a dime? Once i built a tower to the sun Brick and rivet and lime Once i built a tower, now it's done Brother can you spare a dime? Once in khaki suits Gee, we looked swell Full of that yankee doodle de dum Half a million boots went slogging through hell I was the kid with
't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up
Clack Clack give it up
Hard dick have money what I give a slut
Chocolate Escalade call that this nigga truck
My gun bust need I say more
Now I've got my moms telling me I should pray more
Mami please I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for geez
I'm bout to take my ass to hell for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Now I'm a hustla he's a hustla we some motherfuckin
hustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Now talk to me
I'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some motherfuckin
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too? Holla at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we some motherfuckin ridaz
wouldn't you love to be a rider too? Holla at me
Hell Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's good
Wouldn't you like to be a gangsta too? Talk to me!

[Hell Rell]
Yea I'm still gettin out
So w
Hear Me Lord lyrics
Hear me lord Forgive me lord, oh please Oh please when I ignore you Forgive me lord God knows that feeling I have towards you Help me lord, please To rise above this feeling Help me lord, please To love you with more feeling At bends up the road To the left and the right Above and below us At the ending, There's no place that you're not here Please, please hear me lord Hear me lord Hear me lord Hear me lord Hear me lord At both en
at the judge boost the bail
Niggaz run around saying what they gonna do to Rell(Nothin)
Two P-89's on me call me Ruger Rell
Y'all niggaz talk about your bodies I don't shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't even close to culture
First you up then you down what you rollercoaster?
Tre pound rubber grip what my holster holding
And there's a baby being born a fiend overdoser
Must have been my dope that did em man
I party on the yacht with some hoes or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you love her and miss her hug her and kiss her
I fuck her and diss her probably was your cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put product on the strip
Spray a nigga pay a nigga just to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to make sure that my dust move
A young nigga what I was laid I hamma dosage

[Chorus]

[Hell Rell]
For that paper snatch
Into The Fire lyrics
Life - thin as a thread Sometimes you're lucky Sometimes you're better off dead Your first breath is taken and in to the world you are cast You long for tomorrow while living each day as your last Well I know what your heart desires But you can't take it with you Into the fire Now you've done all you can Your life's at the crossroads You watch as it slips through your hands So stand on t
you daughter up
Cruise pulling Porches up
Cam I'm hungry now go head and kick your Air Jordans up
Put your hand on me your moms'll get it in the mail
I was buzzing more than you when I was sitting in a cell
All the streets wanted to know was where's Hell Rell
There go Jim there go Killa but where's Hell Rell
There go Freaky Santana but where's Hell Rell
I'm here now everybody thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I don't love them either (Naw)
The powder black the coke is white so when I cook it's like jungle fever
A couple niggaz going to be shot in their face
Robbed for every dollar that they got in their safe
See I'm something like a phe-no-me-non (Yea)
I kidnap your kids with their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still slap a nigga just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the hood like peeling cheese and Mike and Ikes

[Chorus]
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