Хроника Lyrics & Chords By Солдат Семёнов

Ain't from the streets of Compton. Ain't from no prison yard. Ain't got no guns or weapons. Hell, nigga, I ain't hard. I'd rather help than fight you. I'd rather hug than...read more

And when my fears arise I blow them out Blow them out, get it out Blow it out, get it out Death creeps through the streets over programmed beats A rabid dog in heat on a dead...read more

I am a simple man I don't ask for much But an angel's touch Touching where wings should be You swoop down for me Come to rescue me I'm holding on To you My search for...read more

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse...read more

Well, there're two ways I can say this And one would be: fuck you! And there're no two ways around it Because one would be untrue. Because I love everything about you. But I...read more