letra de i'm not a tortured poet - talkshow boy
(wu-tang clan
wu-tang)
i was born in 1985 and until i plan on dying i am gonna stay alive
it’s far too late for me to sit back down
so get yr -rs- up, let yr sh-t spin round
and k!ll k!ll k!ll the party –
blow those speakers up! and you can get f-cked!
go, go, go when yr boyfriend hits the road
with the windows down (way down)
you can get yr colt .45 so that you can unload
with the windows down (way down)
and k!ll k!ll k!ll yr rivals
it’s a dish that’s best served cold – unload, unload
i’ve got links that reach internationally
recognised handshakes, secret signs
and codewords, buzzwords, i’ve got everything
to be a super-secret spy so
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll – k!ll internationally
go, go, go – go internationally
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll – k!ll internationally
go, go, go – go internationally
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll – k!ll internationally
go, go, go – go intеrnationally
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll – k!ll internationally
go, go, go – go international-de
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