A Heart That's Broken Make It Over Again But I Know A Man Who Can I Can't Take A Soul That's Sin Sick Wash It White As The Snow But I Know A Man Who Can
And your life is out of hand Well, I know a man who can I can't walk upon the waters Or calm a raging sea But I know a man who can And I can't cause
One Loves You And Your Life Is Out Of Hand I Know A Man Who Can I Can't Walk Upon The Water Calm The Dark And Raging Sea But I Know A Man Who Can I Can
Traduzione: Jones, George. I Know A Man Who Can.
bumped Coltrane, The Eisley's, Mays, George Duke shit Not to mention war.. I remember the L.A. street scene in '83, we saw Stevie I was just a young soldier
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee A bass freak would say ?Oohwee
's still Aftermath, two feet in the pentition I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala ??? And I keep a
I'm jumping in the Lincoln, no more calling cabs Nashbroham Lincoln, I got a quarter of stash That's a quarter of a million, y'all niggas can't add Yeah
baby) I wish I wish I wish I could save ya I wish I could make ya better I wish I wish I wish I could save ya (I wish I could save ya) I wish I could
a fool I don't give a fuck about I wanted to give a fuck you out To the nigga who went out on a whim He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton But
in a swimmin' pool Fly like a seagull, kickin' like a mule More jams than a beetle from Liverpool I deliver fool Now who the fuck are you? I'm Kid motherfuckin
can tip his hat And I'm as gentle as a pussycat But let it go much further than that and he's a dead man 'Cause that's a good way, that's a real good
still Aftermath, two feet in the paint shit. I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala liffin' And I keep a
's still Aftermath, two feet in the pentition I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala ?? And I keep a
turning nights are over I don't even feel a touch of blues Once more I can see the sun a shining Shining though I know I'm over you So don't think it
of a brass band I thought I could see her In a cakewalk she came through the dead and the lame Just a little bird floating on a hurricane I was flat
