Tłumaczenie: Hot Snakes. Czas na ucieczkę.
Chorus] Time, Time Time to escape Time, Time Time to escape Time, Time Time to escape Time, Time Time to escape ESCAPE
Rebel INS your highness Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one There's no escape from straight from the brain come the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake
Red time, wipe the sweat around your neck time One shot spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your prime Pieces of hot lead left in your mind
Still time to score, yo we kid we poly for Yo Victoria's Secret bitches that suck dick raw The freak, Rick James type, I got the long pipe Kick doors in, snake
and lieutenant uhura on the away team You're henson lebowitz - the sacrificial lamb for the episode You beamed to the wrong planet this time Wth a hot
up on you chargin, with hot shit, he felt it, alarmin Shockin', surprisin' shit, left you crawlin' Dangerous, umm, and ready to rock This man's hot, your flesh start to boilin' hot
the cash all night At the drug site we hung tight Three o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks Money gets low in the street yo Tough times nickels
Who's that walking with a hole in his head? Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em......
' I don't fuck with dead pigeons or the pigskin You fuckin' fake 85 percent snake Derelict ass bitch, your class in dead weight Ain't no fire escape
me as I shoot the gift Rip rhymes, freestyle rhymes Off top of the dome every time I'm glad this shit is going on tape So I can escape into the beat
much obliged to get a fatter piece of that pie Still got my Eyes on the Prize, and like Gloria I will survive, at war with the warrior Hot with the rhyme
the romans do. Now nothing remained for building or burning The losing of lovers was all I was learning A time for escape and a time for returning had
Digital, word you can't ridicule We see a snake in the garden, we get rid of you Bobby you be on that bullshit, all the time With them big words and
much obliged To get a fatter piece of that pie Still got my eyes on the prize, and like gloria I will survive, at war with the warrior Hot with the rhyme
on the lock collar Bite your fingerprints, make the cops nog you 98, wait, service applead, rated top dollar Escape jake fakin plot alot hotter Fake snakes