Need Any Goddamn Help From Some Bleeding Heart Cameraman My Life's Not For You To Make A Name For Yourself On! ANGEL Easy Sugar, Easy He Was Just Trying
Traduzione: RESA. On The Street.
to go We've got to fight to unite We've got to learn from their mistakes Not just follow and blindly imitate Don't get discouraged about wasting time On
slaughter of the innocent and the weak I call it a crime and now it's time to make a change You know e're ready to rearrange I'm on one mission, to kill
look back on what we've done We'll remember the dreams and all that it meant But all the memories in the world they can't pay the rent Two thousand one
Peaceful protest doesn't get the job done So I wake up for the rally grab my soy milk and my gun Breakfast with the family get the grub to see what's
that is needed to start this is a healthy dose of positivity We've found our way through all the darkness And on this brand new day we'll all be on the streets
They say that 'dancing is a way of life, and all the untough had better think twice' Well I'm not going to take it sitting down anymore It's time that
Since U learned how to click and type with just 1 hand UR a keyboard Casanova, UR a digital Don Juan UR a chat room Romeo and U want to get it on URL
Back in the day in the 80's when the old bands would play (old school) they managed o.K. They did fine although they never got paid (that's cool)
Can I scream? Or maybe just talk about the lives that we lead and the paths that we walk There's a god for the sun and the sea Monotheism isn't for me
You ate and smoked and drank all your words We all know it's true because of the rumors we've heard You've grown up and moved on you're ready to leave
You Gotta Stay Positive!!!
she offers me And this is how the world could be This is how the world should be Feels good to be back on the streets Cause I know they got love for
[Tony Yayo] New Shit Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon [HOOK: 50 Cent] Bump Dat Niggas try to stunt on my click Then when I get on that shit I bring it to '
frauds (yo) The death wish: kill the rest of the foreign lords (yo yo yo) [Chorus x2] [P.R. Terrorist] High street vocalist, get a toke on this Try
And felt as if I'd actually accomplish something Fortify the bullies of the jokes soaking in treatment Sit and watch the percentages teeter on the evening On
Dead yuppies on the sidewalk right in front of me Dead yuppies on the sidewalk lying on the streets Never coming back as far as I can see Dead yuppies on