When you feel you're alone, cut off from this cruel world Your instincts telling you to run Listen to your heart, those angel voices They'll sing to
Judging by the voice He was free to himself so real We slaved ourselves to sacrifice More than that we do not know Then you hear him on the radio He
It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under
This one's for my brother, Tyree, R.I.P A message to God Since you finishin' 'em early, what possessed you to start him? We made a vow, later we'll regret
DJ Drama & Pharrell Yessur! S-Choir and GQ Dont kid yourself trying to save me too Rigged yourself of thinking that me is you you aint me and nigga
Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though You freak niggaz played out, get fucked an' ate out
Raise your brow above the ground Beyond the still horizon's boundaries Raise your thoughts above your dreams At times it's hard to see, but After
(konishi) Translators: taichi azuma Fuyu no aru hi Kotoba no nai tegami ga Boku ni todoku Tooi hanabi Shiroi tenshi Boku ha tabi wo shiteiru Kaze
The preacher talked to me and he smiled Said, "Come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile Now, for once in your life, you're alone But you ain
She's thinkin' about what her kids are doin' Five miles away, it's almost time for bed They're brushin' teeth and hearin' one more story And in the mirror
In my kitchen there's a lady on TV Beneath the burning sun so far away And her baby's eyes are staring straight at me With all the innocence that seem
Ain't nobody gettin no younger man we're just gettin older and We need to get bolder than bold as we've ever been Our reference as Africans where our
Now the reason we're here As man and woman Is to love each other Take care of each other When love walks in the room Everybody stand up Oh, it's good
Here's something that I'd like to bring to you Wrapped all in cellophane, designed for you I'll tell you what it's all about, it is without a doubt Swing
Behind all the empty glitter the city's a painted whore. A mother with a concrete womb for the zombie horde. Juices from the flesh of the living are bled
If angels are messengers from God Please send one down to me If angels are messengers from God I wrote a letter he should read Been living on faithless
Oh we're high, out on a highway Driving, rushing down a sweaty road Past those suburban drinking bars Searching for, searching for my white and celluloid
Hit back burn black Turned off naked in belief Unjust and unheard My eyes have never seen Wanna get it gonna give it to you You got a lesson got a lesson