Malcolm Kirby, Jr. Saints Row: The Third (Vocal)

Текст песни "Malcolm Kirby, Jr. — Saints Row: The Third (Vocal)"

Money and girls top of the world like Leo
The real deal yeah that’s just how I feel
Invincible indestructible crew of Steel
Who could have predicted our downfall Ms Cleo

Oh oh I used to be on top of the game
Where everybody once knew my name
Well Lately everything thing aint the same
Yeah its funny how times can change

Oh I used to be on top of the game
Where everybody once knew my name
Well lately everything aint the same
Yeah its funny how times can change

What do you do when you’ve lost that power
What do you do when you need that power
How do you satisfy that greed for power
Who do you kill cause the world was ours

Who do I have to double cross for power
Who do I have to make bleed for power
No one crew should have all that power
But the Third Street Saints paid the COST for that power

Post What other gang got a store chain named
with they nom de guerre splayed out in plain view to stay
kids writing essays why they should be a saint
comic nerds ask for autographs because they caint

run up to to car windows through bo duken
final round win to the chin ha do ken
playing chicken in the highway mean street cleanin
Actors kill millions to play parts that we’re seen in

Im a soldier boy tell em sMurder time with prof genki
Whoever said king of Steelport man he meant me
Rollin four deep through the steelport streets
Parachute naked onto penthouse suites

Smacking luchadores down with the purple pecker wrecker
Molitov firewire hackin blackened deckers
Murder brawl mauler air strike caller
Killin zombies with grenades everythings a purple haze

Post apocalyptic brains on my fists way to go
Crashing airplanes with Yonkers on radio
Trailblaze cyberspace virtual reality
Pimpin all the hos with deviated sexuality

climax super ethical Mascots sent to medical
Spotting fuzzy wuzzies through my sniper rifle reticule
Mowing city Cops in paramilitary choppers
Pimps racing gimps if you want it try and stop us

Murdering a Whored of hos bigger than Duce Bigelow
Taking hits on Saintsbook you know I like all of those
Human ammo Manapault head first slammin
Makin you forget with hits from Mollusk launcher cannon

Knockin all beef out the park bitch I bury Bonds
The streets are my dealership I laugh at car alarms
Got skills better than a grand theft veteran
Breaking into bases where a military jet is in

Stillwater grown if you asked you would have known
What I see I own that’s why I watch the throne
Who laid the cross out for los carnales
Who put the halt to the Vice King ballas

Who stole control from the Westside Rollerz
Who showed the Brotherhood whats really good
Who brought the Sons of Samedi to their knees
Who stole the home out from under the Ronin

That’s right Saints Row and I own the Row
I live for the Row I breathe for the Row
I’ll steal for the Row and I’ll lie for the row
I kill for the row And I’ll Die for the Row

If youre from the Opposition then you gonna need morticians
Focused our ambition cant deny Our volition
its Destroy every gang until just one remains
Its Saints Row bitches you cant stop the Purple reign