A life shot in black and white lays me down, takes me there where words still fail me, yeah. A life shot in black and white shames me now since it takes
A life shot in black and white, Lays me down, Takes to me where, Words still fail me, yes! A life shot in black and white, Shames me now, as it takes
Traduzione: Simple Minds. Una vita Girato in bianco e nero.
: A life shot in black and white lays me down, takes me there where words still fail me, yeah. A life shot in black and white shames me now since it
really plain and simple black is bad and good is white the life I'm forced to live or should I say the life I lead It's to materialistic and my goals
teach to my son like countin rocks, the stove and the ? be one see a simple mind always had to pay a hard price where I'm from it's cold, we keep the
a broke ass nigga ain't worth a fuck a little something my poppa told me as I pushed his hands in the mud he muttered black man show some love I popped
my people I'm all about reaching the people) for me (Through thick and thing, we gon' do it again And again, and again, and again) [Prodigal Sunn] Visualizin
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go Johnny go, and do the
crack Feel the beat, rock with me Let me tell you what I be I'm a MC rapper, a MC rapper A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper Hey baby, I got this
A life shot in black and white, Lays me down, Takes to me where, Words still fail me, yes! A life shot in black and white, Shames me now, as takes us
your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and the sky to fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating up) And
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my nose with snow and go rimbaud, Go rimbaud, go rimbaud, And go johnny go, and do the
she came to my house, and gave me a blow job She licked my dick, up and down, like it was corn on the cob What is life? Life is Too $hort I play the
and can't pay your burdens I smoke herb and rock a turban Meditate on the world and what's occurrin' A lot of white boys like the style and copy Dig
teach to my son The hide of rocks, the stove and the beaker be one See the simple mind will always have to pay a hard price Where im from its cold, we