Rupesh Cartel
Текст песни For Ill And Not For Good

In the chaos of the crowded street
I saw your panic take you away
All the bad luck that's been chasing you
Made the contours of your face

You'll be down and out before the heat of day
You'll move and stop for none but death
You'll walk through life just like I should
And train for ill and not for good

I was pressure operated
As if the devil had me by the hair
I couldn't give what I've been taking
I left my senses, God knows where