MASTER OF THE STREET
(Lyrics : NinNin)
He's walking on the street
His hair on the wind
Perched on his egocentric pride
He steals cars and momies bags
He's the boy who incarnates bad
Because the master can't be feared
But when he's walking on his street
When everybody is looking at him
He slips on a big shit
What a scream !
His hair on the wind
Perched on his egocentric pride
He steals cars and momies bags
He's the boy who incarnates bad
Because the master can't be feared
But when he's walking on his street
When everybody is looking at him
He slips on a big shit
What a scream !
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
He's still walking on the street
The shit on his pants
Fixing everyone who is laughing
He goes to a bar
To drink and fuck with girls
Nobody can resist to him
But, when he sits down on the room
To command a scotch wich will be good
A drunker vomits on his face
What a shame !
The shit on his pants
Fixing everyone who is laughing
He goes to a bar
To drink and fuck with girls
Nobody can resist to him
But, when he sits down on the room
To command a scotch wich will be good
A drunker vomits on his face
What a shame !
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
Yeah, Yeah, what a bad journey
24 Mai 2008
