Из альбома: Kings At Crime
Never where my friends, never trusted them
Looked over again, have to come to an end
Look into their eyes, I could see it clear, sincerity of a lieing man,
deciding what you want to hear, but your motives are unclear, so caught up in wining your race you don’t care who you are
Society Sucker — No shame in your game
Society Sucker — No shame in your game
Would you invite me into your home, if all I had were rags to wear?
, you’ll never comprehend my ways, your money is your god, you say that I am satisfied, can’t you wonder why your not? A New York minute can kill me dead,
my looks and tattoos will turn your head