LONG HARD TIMES TO COME by GANGSTAGRASS & T.O.N.E.Z.
Versuri EN LONG HARD TIMES TO COME by GANGSTAGRASS & T.O.N.E.Z. On this lonely road, trying to make it home Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard On this lonely road, trying to make it home Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some I see them long hard times to come Verse 1: My life is ill son... prepared to kill son A paradox of pain, baby; it's real son Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers Aint got no family, you see there's one of me Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you Think about it, nobody wants to die There's rules to this game son, I'm justified I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run The devils hugging on my boots that's why I ...
