Texty:
Extreme Who Cares

sight of the light Who cares, who cares, who cares? Tell me who cares, who cares? Who cares, who cares, who cares? Tell me who cares, who cares? All

with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM I

Preklad: Extrémna. Časť III: koho to zaujíma?.

with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM I

hide with empty hands Remember me, I am the one Who lost his way, your Prodigal Son WHO CARES? WHO CARES? WHO CARES? TELL ME WHO CARES? WHO CARES? AM

to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt I only run with real niggas who wear gold and

sellin' blow I'm who you fuck with mayne I got Spider-Man high, I made Batman fly Your favorite hero took a hit, now here you try I don't care if it

's like death wish two You've got to know who's fuckin' who! Chorus (4x): Edsel Harris Who's fuckin' who? Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice Living

closest friends guessing as to what his exact plans might be. He pushed to an extreme, the axiom that the only safe plotter was he who plotted alone