Hiss Lyrics

	The low forces they shut it it and judge it
	The load they speak it out, the low they matter
	Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here
	Sit down on your knees
	We’ll looking on, no matter these are mean
	He will touch real staks
	That will say, let you extreme
	And the danger to his wife
	That we may see it
	Roll on road and in line will be nothing
	And they put you both to rich
	How justfy the crime that you get
	Wanna plug and they cut the ..of devil
	And the grass drive his style...
	And then these are hit
	With all your high, you risk all the sign
	To the high style, you’ll be hit with that
	They hold me down, they know for sure that
	Another real and stop us for trick
	They’ll be shop, I blow up for it
	Now all is good, blues are quikly
	Now, we are real, and we blowing wild
	Of a crown, the rollies deep down
	And that sheavy be in the moment
	And the way you look to they
	And the way you look to they
	Got us under stress
	That’s the way you look to they
	You guessing what they say
	Where would they be at
	They rise all in this

	The low forces they shut it it and judge it
	The load they speak it out, the low they matter
	Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here
	Sit down on your knees
	We' ll looking on, no matter these are mean
	He will touch real staks
	That will say, let you extreme
	And the danger to his wife
	That we may see it
	Roll on road and in line will be nothing
	And they put you both to rich
	How justfy the crime that you get
	Wanna plug and they cut the .. of devil
	And the grass drive his style...
	And then these are hit
	With all your high, you risk all the sign
	To the high style, you' ll be hit with that
	They hold me down, they know for sure that
	Another real and stop us for trick
	They' ll be shop, I blow up for it
	Now all is good, blues are quikly
	Now, we are real, and we blowing wild
	Of a crown, the rollies deep down
	And that sheavy be in the moment
	And the way you look to they
	And the way you look to they
	Got us under stress
	That' s the way you look to they
	You guessing what they say
	Where would they be at
	They rise all in this

	The low forces they shut it it and judge it
	The load they speak it out, the low they matter
	Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here
	Sit down on your knees
	We' ll looking on, no matter these are mean
	He will touch real staks
	That will say, let you extreme
	And the danger to his wife
	That we may see it
	Roll on road and in line will be nothing
	And they put you both to rich
	How justfy the crime that you get
	Wanna plug and they cut the .. of devil
	And the grass drive his style...
	And then these are hit
	With all your high, you risk all the sign
	To the high style, you' ll be hit with that
	They hold me down, they know for sure that
	Another real and stop us for trick
	They' ll be shop, I blow up for it
	Now all is good, blues are quikly
	Now, we are real, and we blowing wild
	Of a crown, the rollies deep down
	And that sheavy be in the moment
	And the way you look to they
	And the way you look to they
	Got us under stress
	That' s the way you look to they
	You guessing what they say
	Where would they be at
	They rise all in this

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