Fame Throwa

歌詞

Fame throwa pass out the gold, the diamond watch, the last reward All the things we had before you sold us out and took it all Head-borne cries from zenith sluts, astral rites from dead-end ruts And these ends are sickened wars, and the ends were sickened wars He's one of our nation's spies He's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs He's one of our first recruits How can you know? In the distance lies a grower Named Rudolph, king fame throwa, son of groupie, bedworn sexan Spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a starscape Took our lives for satellites so we could cry, naked, naked, foul He's one of our nation's spies He's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs He's one of our first recruits