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If you got an itch to catch some havoc.
There’s mayhem in the plastic.
City of La La, I mean the land of holy Zsa Zsa
The wood is hot and you can spot the flocks
Of people like sheep, those with dredlocks
To jocks with Reeboks, fleeing hard rocks
A la café, Bambatta flashy fashion.
Imagine crashing bashes with bitches
That be bad and wishing for the fame
And recognition.
They’re on a mission for self, baby
We’re like the twelve, my tribe is crazy deep.
We got the beats that are hot.
We’re like clinique.
Foundation resonates when I speak.
And if by chance, you catch it
Then listen, the wisdom
Epic, open hitting, choking up.
You’ve done it now and woken up.
The giant scientist of hits
That make you jump like a lunatic
On pogo sticks, waving your fists.
So, if you’re catching a fit.
I don’t really know but you better scram,
Hurry in a double.

CHORUS:
It goes on
On and on and on
Hell raising Hollywood
Welcome to Babylon
On and on and on and on
The party don’t stop ‘til the
Mystery’s gone.
I’ve seen it all, I’ll see it again.
I shake a lot of hands
But I don’t got a lot of friends.
It goes on. On and on and on.
Hell raising Hollywood,
Welcome to Babylon.

Live from the city of lights.
Sunny days and late nights.
Dope, designer drugs, porn stars
And bar fights.
I drop. Makes the bells rock.
I’m Mr. Shifty Shellshock
Call me the man of the hour
In the land of the lost.
Taking the money and the power.
CXT, we hold our own
All eyes on us.
Crazy rise rain like brimstone,
Kicking up dust.
I grab the mic with a firm hold
In a world of shattered goals,
Pot holes, broke folks and
Bank roll.
Pole position.
Daddy rolling, rolling causing Havoc.
So, ready set.
I’m more than set
Like Morissette, to Maverick
Got a, she’s got to have it, habit.
Sick, I leave them stuck.
I’m getting high for a living,
Not giving a fuck.

CHORUS

I’m screaming out the call of the wild.
I’m speaking in tongues.
I am the child of the sun.
The power of one.
I beat the drums
Of the Crazy Town click.
It’s the third eye sitting on the tip.
Of the pyramid flipped.
Now I see a little shotty,
Illuminatti front.
Dead bodies in my trunk.
Unraveling the source,
I travel into self.
You gauge my wage
And then you try to debate my wealth.
The consequences linger
And I’m fingering the perpetrators.
Hey yo, my nature was bred
On the cross fader.
It’s the 7th house.
Armageddon trudger.
Ready for death,

It’s the brimstone slugger.

CHORUS

Spadałam długo z góry moich pragnień
Zawiodłam się
Zamknęłam drzwi duszy mej na złoty klucz
Tak pusto tu

Zabrałeś mapę marzeń mych ze sobą
Gubię się
Muszę radzić sobie z każdym nowym dniem
Ciężko mi jest

Tobie łatwo było odejść stąd

Game of pricks

I ve waited too long to have you
Hide in the back of me
I ve cheated so long I wonder
How you keep track of me

You could never be strong
You can only be free
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me

I ve entered the game of pricks
With knives...

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Something between us

Asked you to dance
then followed you home
torn by a love that didn t belong
i know
there s something between us
after the dance
we left for the bridge
they followed us there
right up to the ridge
you know
there s something between us
and fall
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