Sangtekster:
Gun Club The Mother Of Earth

that speak nothing Speak nothing to the end Oh, Mother of Earth Blind they call But yet, stay behind the wall Their sadness grows like weeds Upon my thighs and knees Oh, Mother of Earth

That's wrong) Break me in unison outside, right through the lens My mother cried 'cuz she knew that I was only true to sin (Yow) Celebrate my passing with gun

know for sure that I'm a razor sharp-witted black entrepreneur Me, y'all, nicer than your mother on your birthday Getting mad attention like the planet does on Earth

fuck wit this It ain't no verse mother fuckers who fake East thugs Its murder Inc in the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club

t no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed up man

the earth to escape through [Hook] [Talked] DJ Scratch Not ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, Funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckasssssss!!! [echos out] Calm me down baby Nod your head to this Come on Ey yo this is WKYA radio We kickin your motha

she don't know what she done Now she got amnesia and you know how that hunny goes Don't sweat it nigga laugh at them funny hoes Aiyo I let they mother

the earth to escape through [Hook] [Talked] DJ Scratch Not ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, Funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckasssssss!!! [echos out] Calm me down baby Nod your head to this Come on Ey yo this is WKYA radio We kickin your motha

) It ain't no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed