can see That its one more time in the ghetto you know One more time if you please now One more time to the dying man They say one more time if you please
see That it's, one more time in the ghetto You know, one more time if you please, now? One more time to the dying man They say, ?One more time if you
Traduzione: The Clash. One More Time.
see That its one more time in the ghetto you know One more time if you please now One more time to the dying man They say one more time if you please
military server to King RZA's empire Surrounded with tigers, Emcees clash, Yours is fiber On digital cyber, All ya'll snakes move like anaconda viper Time
I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun Then live my life knowing you may one day follow me over one Snake
aura of noiselessness more pure and untainted than the tranquility of the boundless and stygian void. It was as if time itself had halted for one immemorial
of man until such time as it would once more be needed to bring to bear against Chaos... aye, until such time as Angsaar reawakened. It was I who guided
okay Even when bad things happen. So just one more beer, then grow up. So just one more beer, then grow up. So just one more beer. Go to work. Pay your
clocked damn missle Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye Then we makin' sure that nigga die Shoot a couple more times and ride out
Firearms make me look large and bloated ("I'ma gonna have to project my voice") Equipment check, church bells time ("Some of this stuff might get intense") One more time
lust like cologne she called it Obsession the background's black and white and we adolescents like what the fuck we know about love? the more I learn it's like the Clash
force beckon once more Waken so that we may reap our crimson vengance Cthuhlu lies in wait upon thrones of blood and lies Dead and dreaming no more fathers
ain't no sentence And one year ain't no time I was born in Angola Serving 14 to 99 Well I wish I had me $1 million dollars Oh one million to call my
face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man and the crazy chief One says sun and one
Clash) Stop wastin' time Right One more breath One more time in the ghetto One more time if you please One One more time for the dying man One more
