Lirik Lagu Still Standing In The Bog Tha Blue Herb
Both Of Us Are SOLOISTS Who Can Battle With No Support, We Are Gonna Bowl Over The Five Continents
With A Great Dignity.
A "Miburo" Walking Round Hunting Down The Target Persistently, The Skill We Cultivated Through Dilated Pupils.
THe Infinite Rhyme List, The Drum Output, KEEP ON Keeping On With The Right People Behind Us.
Onward To The Rest Of The Nation, Radio, Clubs And Stores, With A Square X-ray Image Highlighting
The Darkness Of The Mind.
This Is The Story Withhin The Nation, But Nobody Has Heard Of Our Success Externally In History, We Are
The Liberating Battle Front, SP Corleone.
Most Cats Get Caught In A Trip, By An Obsession Of Donination Mixing The Pure Blood Of The Resistance.
B Vs. O, The Second Round, The Headbanger, Hold The Mutual Balance By Clashing Each Other's Databanks.
In This World, Things Go Wrong Sometimes, But This Is Not A Game That You Can Quit When It Suits You.
Sneak Through The Key Hole, The Only Evidence Is Ash, A Coating Of Seeds, Cold Sweat And Goosebumps.
At The Deepest End Of This Snow-covered City, People Don't Believe In Material Success.
To The Days Of Scooping Up Water With Bare Hands, I Like It How The Road Is Muddy.
Since The Night We Found The Bog, How Much Time Has Passed?
What's Reflected On Its Surface, Red Eyes Under 2 Pairs Of Eyelids And Discontent Painted On Our Faces.
Since The Day, That Afternoon We Took A Fire Close To It, How Much Has The Autumn Deepened?
What's Reflected On Its Surface, Red Eyes Under 2 Pairs Of Eyelids And Vacant Expressions.
After All, We Are Winning All The Way, I Have To Admit That I Was Betgining To Feel Good.
The Big Money And Work That Was Offered, And Those Devoted Fans, They Akk Tempted Me With A Drug
Called Satisfaction.
I Heard That One Shot Of It Lasts Years, The Dealers Of It Have Followed Me Around For Months.
They Are All Familiar Faces, Among Them When I Take A Closer Look, I See Thos Ewho Used To Disregard
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