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Fake Blood

Washing off last night's fake blood From an even faker cut Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' All over everything I own Merry Christmas, Hare Krishnas

Vertimas: Pranešk apie netikrą Kraujas. Mahakarya Stilius.

The fire in which you burn was set by us. And you have no say, succomb to our power. The almighty kings have complete control over your life and destiny

top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta take your place Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice the

And I want to tell you something that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uhhh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake

get your money how you want to, friend But when it's time to count the chips only the real will win The game of life is only fake and true But it's all

the West Coast Gotta let this drama go Nineteen eighty six, deep in the mix Me and my team out for cream and jewel-liks The faster, the better, blood

Old school, new schools, New rules, you move, you loose Price of blood, no explanation just because When it come to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers

hands If you're real and you know it, clap your hands Yeah yo, guns go clack, packs go move Blood gettin' draw, skin gon' bruise 'Cause real gon' win, the fake