Riots or Rugburns Songtext
von The Plastic Constellations

When you got a rhyme, talk it out
You never really go anything at all
Protection is a crime, talk is tough
You′re fanning out the flames, brings the hammer down
When the stepping up the line, triggers back the ammunitions stocked,
Gonna blow it up but when you got the time,
Listen up you never really got nothing when you got a rhyme,
Talk it out you never really go anything at all detection is designed, Filled and fluffed your lip locked on the land,
Drowning in your gut when taking it in stride,
Banned and broke this fire is a sign,
But it to the ground but when you go the time,
Listen up you never really got nothing is it the riots or the rugburns?
Is it the switchblades or the stabwounds?
Wounds riots or rugburns?
Switchblades or stabwounds?