Texty:
Fury Of Five

y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money Why's my babys bangin', beefin' with me, squashed it ordained it Better yet sustained the flurry Hide in the fury

livin'? Bitch fuck you (Uh, uh) That's right I'm a rude ass nigga Quick to do you, cut a fool ass nigga Weighin' in at bout a buck six, five And a nigga

wanna sit down and write a jam That stands for somethin' Because my passion and rage are highly concentrated This underground music movement is way too underrated Pop music done came, had it's five

shown Connections are never cloned, sucessions are over the phone Like my vocal catacomb, that knows to abandon homes Since those, from nine to five

rougher Abused by their fathers but was at home though So to prove to each other that they were not homos The exclamation of the phobic fury Executioner

Yukons and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy With mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it Yo, my mind is seein' through your design like blind fury

dake Futari wa mitsumeau Ongaku ga tsuzuku kagiri Nee ongaku wo tomenaide Nee darlin' of discotheque Uso tsuki na otoko no ko to Angel wa konya dake Koibito no furi

wa inai Kanashii hanashi futari Itsumo ai shiau furi Kanashii hanashi Kimi wa istumo Kakushigoto shiteru Kanashii hanashi futari Itsumo ai shiau furi

kiss' shita koto ? Koi no yukue Watashi-tachi wa Korekara dounaruno ? Mutyuu ni naru 'blue' ni naru Harisakesou ni naru Demo Kotae wa mada Shiranai furi