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Rage From The Cradle To The Grave

nothing left I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave I'll miss you from the cradle to the grave, yeah

I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave I'll miss you from the cradle to the grave....

Пераклад: Лютасць. Ад калыскі да магілы.

it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of pound Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave Man, look what you done

. IN the Bermuda triangle magnetic fields are disturbed sometimes. Maybe that's a reason, but who knows what really happened there? Is the flying dutchman real, are they transferred from

cage, living in a rage See mo-yo done turned the page Put down the gage, it's me, my mic and my stage From the cradle to the grave See I keeps a bald

secrets of the dark I know And thus, we shall cheat Death" My promises wrought though despondence that night Have delivered me gifts from the grave

text The spirit was free and had fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the

don't care Everyone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From