There's no need to question why There's no need to question why My love takes me to another place, when I feel this feeling I forget
Traduzione: Terzo Mondo. Non c'è bisogno di chiedersi perché.
to burst like Rip You never experienced work like this, Bitch! Welcome to the serpentine world where I spit The world where I twist, the world that I rip, the world
like Rip You never experienced work like this Nigga welcome to the serpentine world where I twist The world that I rip, the world that I fixed, the world
, come back [S.G.] This is Black Sheep, copy State your position [S.G.] Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty dry out here [S.G.] Request permission
thinking the mills In a never-ending quest ta get the house on the hill AND THAT'S REAL [Chorus] [Akil:] I need some understanding in this world between
said what?s yall name is the question that I?m asking I?m Michael, that?s Celine, that?s Dion, that?s Jackson That?s Ricky, that?s Martin, that?s Tony, that?s
Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group (now speed it up) Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you
it in ya vein, real strong Don't dumb out, there's more than three ways for you to come out There's mental state, check the medallion plate Myself know
hunt There is no conscience in this world That can be reached for peace Why face the human question The need to hate Dead stare through cynical eyes A
s Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's just me and that's just my colon The five boroughs of death, we rep to death Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep It's
Red Dog One, come back [S.G.] This is Black Sheep, copy State your position [S.G.] Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty dry out here [S.G
't ask questions but will blast anybody thats my kind of girl, kinda of world i want to live in not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just
won't ask questions but will blast anybody thats my kind of girl, kinda of world i want to live in not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just
I prefer the dreams to the reality I prefer my life, don't need no other man's wife Don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife But it's good
t ask questions but will blast anybody That's my kind of girl, kinda of world I want to live in Not a cell or a prison or in hell's Armageddon Just a
hunt There is no conscience in this world that can be reached for peace Why face the human question, the need to hate Dead stare through cynical eyes