歌曲 | California |
歌手 | Winds of Plague |
专辑 | Against The World |
Put your hands up | |
Reach for the sky | |
Do what I say or let the bullets fly | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Another dream dies in the City of Angels | |
No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels | |
Trudge through the angelic wasteland | |
Pure scum between my toes | |
Beacon of light beckons for me, but I choose to continue to roll | |
"Why, oh, why?" I ask myself again | |
What, oh, what has become of me? | |
Angels of doom in hostile times | |
Victims of our own reality | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with others' pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay | |
Just another day in the wild Wild West | |
When push comes to shove, you get put to the test | |
Big dreams and palm trees cover up the crime scene | |
Red line | |
No time | |
Load another magazine | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with other's pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I always come back | |
California | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I gotta get back | |
California | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Another dream dies in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Constant fights on concrete battlefields | |
Wage war on the boulevard | |
This is the hell I call my home | |
And I'm home with the evil at heart | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I've sculpted with others' pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I've been compelled to slay | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I always come back | |
California | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I gotta get back | |
California | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Check, check | |
Ha-ha-ha | |
Back again and again | |
Fine, fresh, fierce—we got it on lock | |
Winds of Plague | |
From the block to the top | |
Spin it again, motherfucker | |
Trapped inside, these demons break through | |
Through my flesh | |
My blood—it runs blue | |
Born and raised | |
My birthplace | |
We roll in packs like a superior race | |
Manifest Destiny, a joke to me | |
Go back where you came from or you'll answer to me | |
Cali sun got me tan like Iraq | |
Executively executed, I'll be back |
Put your hands up | |
Reach for the sky | |
Do what I say or let the bullets fly | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Another dream dies in the City of Angels | |
No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels | |
Trudge through the angelic wasteland | |
Pure scum between my toes | |
Beacon of light beckons for me, but I choose to continue to roll | |
" Why, oh, why?" I ask myself again | |
What, oh, what has become of me? | |
Angels of doom in hostile times | |
Victims of our own reality | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I' ve sculpted with others' pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I' ve been compelled to slay | |
Just another day in the wild Wild West | |
When push comes to shove, you get put to the test | |
Big dreams and palm trees cover up the crime scene | |
Red line | |
No time | |
Load another magazine | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I' ve sculpted with other' s pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I' ve been compelled to slay | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I always come back | |
California | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I gotta get back | |
California | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Another dream dies in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No mercy for the weak in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Constant fights on concrete battlefields | |
Wage war on the boulevard | |
This is the hell I call my home | |
And I' m home with the evil at heart | |
Trapped inside | |
Trapped inside a world I' ve sculpted with others' pain | |
Built upon | |
Built upon the bodies I' ve been compelled to slay | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I always come back | |
California | |
No matter where I go | |
No matter where I stay | |
I gotta get back | |
California | |
Another life lost in the City of Angels | |
Where blood and money collide | |
No rest for the wicked in the City of Angels | |
Where evil calls home and dreams come to die | |
Check, check | |
Hahaha | |
Back again and again | |
Fine, fresh, fierce we got it on lock | |
Winds of Plague | |
From the block to the top | |
Spin it again, motherfucker | |
Trapped inside, these demons break through | |
Through my flesh | |
My blood it runs blue | |
Born and raised | |
My birthplace | |
We roll in packs like a superior race | |
Manifest Destiny, a joke to me | |
Go back where you came from or you' ll answer to me | |
Cali sun got me tan like Iraq | |
Executively executed, I' ll be back |