It's so nice sitting very still In a room where no one else can feel The pain that breaks my heart each day I'm not okay Sunlight shining through my
Vertaling: Senses Fail. Een Eight Seven.
It's so nice sitting very still, in a room where no one else can feel the pain that breaks my heart each day, I'm not ok. Sunlight shining through my
: Street fashion, lookin' fly Catchin' the eye while them cats walk on by Seven: Street language, our verbal communication Our codes throughout the nation Eight: Street knowledge, common sense
hour shifts, seven days a week two shitty meals a day, very little sleep Human life only worth three cents an hour All human right laws loose sense of
baby boy of Big Frank and Mrs. Hattie May Okay, you fuckin' with the real motherfuckers Okay, live from Capitol Hill motherfucker Crooklyn Crime town, one seven one eight Home of the one eight seven
my way Now that you've been disrespectful to my sense of pride Isn't it a shame that you were lying when you said to me (Small talk) I was the only one
baby boy of Big Frank and Mrs. Hattie May (OKAY!) You fuckin with the real motherfuckers (OKAY!) Live from Capitol Hill motherfucker (CROOKLYN!) Crime town, one-seven-one-eight Home of the one-eight-seven
