to a common ground, baby (Stay fly for me) Any man, he could claim to be the one for you (Say word, say word, say word, say word) But put a street to
Traduzione: A Tribe Called Quest. Common Ground (Get It Going On).
Traduzione: A Tribe Called Quest. Common Ground.
June it's OK... Gather round under the sun Make the things I've done Make them understand Chorus House under the ground (x4) I'd have my house under the ground
my hand I've set these cities ablaze, but I can't let them burn to the ground I can't let them burn But maybe I can find a way to change and rebuild
this far Not goin, back this time Take a gun, there only there for fun It must be a movie or song If its right or its wrong, it a sign Point the blame
Just want the pleasure of being on my knees A pound of flesh, bought and sold It grows back, it's only bone So who are you, just a fool? The shortest
Oh the heart beats in its cage I don't write better When I'm stuck in the ground So don't teach me a lesson Cause I've already learned Yeah the
Drag 'em back to the field They should be dead by then Wipe the sweat of my neck And tally-ho the plow I'm gonna grow a woman from the ground ? was a
sorry if you do cause i don't have that much to offer a girl who knows as much as you I am scared of your body I am scared of your soul but i would rather be a
was a diving duck If the sea was whiskey and i was a diving duck I'd swim to the bottom and i don't know if i'd come up I'm just here wondering will a
leaves and the dirty ground when you know I'm not around. Shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound, when I hear your lips make a sound
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Been prying off my fingers one by one Prying off my fingers one by one I?ve been praying against you But the damage has been done The damage has been done And it would take a
What do you see that's so beautiful that always reflects in your eyes the world casts a shadow across your sweet face Your an angel and I'm gonna cry
am the dark side beneath your head The spider in your head I am the rodent in your guts The knife in yourself that cuts I stand before you A mirage of your fear A
