L.A. Guns

Rage
Don't give me no bullshit, baby And pretend it's genuine I can take that bullshit A nickel and go buy yourself some time I got plenty of money You got a fuckin' rock you live under I am a zen motherfucker You are rage Gotta keep it down Gotta elevate Gotta hold it in Let it out now Don't give me no bullshit, baby And I'll let you think you're mine If you try and push it Then you better push it o'er the line I got the skill of a master You got the fuckin' brains of a dead man I'm just motherfuckin' transcendent You are rage Gotta keep it down Letras de cancionesGotta elevate Gotta hold it in Let it out Blow your mind You're having a nervous breakdown No, you're fine Just going a tad insane Blow your mind You're having a nervous breakdown All in time You're losing your mind and I can't wait You got a little bit a I got a lot of it You got a little bit a I got more comin' Gotta keep it calm Gotta meditate Gotta lock it in Let it out You're a lot like me I'm a lot like you We're both a little crazy Crazy and I like it now Hold me down I'm crazy and I like it now Let it out Blow your mind You're having a nervous breakdown No, you're fine Just going a tad insane Blow your mind You're having a nervous breakdown All in time You're losing your mind and I can't wait From Letras Mania