Texty:
Sole Sole Has Issues

Preklad: Vnútorné myslenie. Sole má problémy.

the mass, [son] simply I'm the God, in the earth Being from Maine has been a blessing and being bitter has been my curse The only cure: separate Sole

'm highly intoxicating your mind -- when I'm operating on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has

to the fact you missing At a crossroads 'cause at the wake of your untimely demise You sent me on a backwards mission Shit, I only pray that Allah has