Testi:
K S Choice Winter

's dreaming too, in a world in which you Keep on searching for a thing sublime When all you need is inside of you Everybody's waiting for springtime Well winter

Traduzione: La scelta di K. Inverno.

Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he

summa nites we be servin' the white (Aiight!) On dem cold winta days we be shootin' A.K's You ain't safe 'round homie, you on the yard It's everyman fo

is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten

On them hot summer nights We servin' the white On them cold winter days We be shootin' AKs You ain't safe 'round homie, you on the yard It's everyman

On them hot summer nights We servin' the white On them cold winter days We be shootin' AKs You ain't safe 'round homie, you on the yard It's everyman

summa nites we be servin' the white (Aiight!) On dem cold winta days we be shootin' A.K's You ain't safe 'round homie, you on the yard It's everyman fo