letra de fame throwa (live 1992) - pavement
fame throwa p-ss out the gold, the diamond watch, the last reward
all the things we had before you sold us out and took it all
head-borne cries from zenith sl-ts, astral rites from dead-end ruts
and these ends are sickened wars, and the ends were sickened wars
he’s one of our nation’s spies
he’s one of our first recruits
i cl!ck with her leather thighs
he’s one of our first recruits
how can you know? in the distance lies a grower
named rudolph, king fame throwa, son of groupie, bedworn s-xan
spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a starscape
took our lives for satellites so we could cry, naked, naked, foul
he’s one of our nation’s spies
he’s one of our first recruits
i cl!ck with her leather thighs
he’s one of our first recruits
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