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Per poter seguire un artista occorre Prestare il consenso. Hatt's Crib [Chorus] This is all there is, now there ain't shit left It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death La Santa Muerte , these people fear me I've seen murder, disease, it's all near me This is all there is, now there ain't shit left It's like I'm looking in the eyes of the saint of death La Santa Muerte , I know you hear me I wrote it fucked up, you see it clearly [Verse 1] Enter the cult of the death's gods, traffickers and ex-cons Skull and robe, hold the globe in outstretched palm A revered image of truth, here with the youth Vivid living proof spitting like? Your bones weak You talk loud all the time, when I'm here you don't speak When the heat's on in front of you the pressure is real You're a bunch of fucking sheep to a messenger's hill I should have chapters in the Bible cause my testament's real I'm a product of violence and mescaline pills Was you born to be a faggot cause it seems like it Your life ain't nothing like mine, you just dream like it [Chorus]. Non mi interessa tutto questo, effettua il logout. Il tuo account MyRockol necessita di una serie di azioni da parte tua per garantirti la fruizione del servizio. Consenso esplicito Ci occorre da parte tua l'accettazione esplicita dei nostri termini di servizio. Controlla il tuo indirizzo di posta elettronica.

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