two kids step in a bank, armed to shoot it up & the only testimony is vague not good enough for the cops to determine the murderer: who did what both dressed to kill - masked and hooded up let me see some hands in the air faster put em up these kids been on the wrong path since school been up used to have no class since they quit class, they movin up looked in envy at the kids dressed to kill with the newest stuff two volcanos the lava would soon erupt one pulled the trigger by mistake and he screwed it up the cops will catch up with them soon enough though they're dressed to kill like track stars runnin to jupiter but the moon is up so they stay and fight ever since the upbringing the youths were tough the night's peaceful until the boys in blue showed up all dressed to kill and that's what they're doing now
(it's a) cold world- better get dressed to kill warm blood - specially freshly spilled cotton - picked with the best of deals slavery -that's how the west was built
two kids and their family leaving their roof above a pot a cook but the food no nuff in our country we're hunted we're punished whenever the mood is such some dress to kill another military coup d'estats that's we gotta move on up to the countries in the north where they euroshop streets full of cars and the stores yo they full of stuff ladies dressed to kill but their beauty cost in an office a man say there ain't no foolin us behind his desk all day only knowing computer love sendin em back home with a sorry but the rules are tough he's dressed to kill - black tie and suited up then when the moon is up the family decide to stay and fight and the youths are tough but peaceful until the boys in blue showed up all dressed to kill and that's what they're doing now
(it's a) cold world- better get dressed to kill warm blood - specially freshly spilled cotton - picked with the best of deals slavery -that's how the west was built
we all getting dressed up for the feast in all forms of uniforms of brutality all down from the west & up to the east wolves howlin at the moon it's such lunacy ready to slaughter the children again a son another daughter we kill them again cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends wheel it up and bring it back again and again ready to slaughter the children again a son another daughter we kill them again cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends
it's such a cold world- better get dressed to kill warm blood - specially freshly spilled cotton - picked with the best of deals slavery -that's how the west was builtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
