Paroles de Jon Voight

Ridin' uptown with the windows up Wake up in the 7th feelin' lost as fuck Grab the pills, throw 'em down 'cause I don't give a fuck $uicide on my mind, let me test my luck Ridin' in the city of the AK's (Test my luck, test my luck) Bullets with no name, and they might spray (Test my luck, test my luck) Ridin' in the city of the AK's (Test my luck, test my luck) Bullets with no name, and they might spray I think I'm kinda dead Feelin' like a ghost, half-smoke Away I go, I'm Jon Voight Ashes fucking shed off the tip of the blunt Now I'm sunk from the junk Oh no, 'bout to fucking glow Fuck a hoe, then I melt, I'm made of snow