paroles de chanson Combination Style - Crypsis

Combination style (Style, style, style, style. . .)

Because it is survival of the fittest
When the shit hits the fan
I got my shank in my hand

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Combination style

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Combination
Combination

Combination
Combination-Nation-Nation-Nation-Nation-Nation. . .

Go inside your mind and find a time that you miss
And just think about the steel in your fist
It′s just an extension of your arm
It's that ghetto type of charm
That makes all the homeboys swarm

Comb, Comb, Comb
Comb, Comb, Comb
Comb, Comb, Comb
Comb, Comb, Comb
Comb-Combination style

My mentality is getting iller, killer
Instinct is trying to infiltrate, but wait
I know you wanna enter but I can′t let you in
My mind state's the maddest
I'm gone with the wind

My mentality is getting iller, killer

Combination style