On Jordan's stormy banks I stand And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land Where my possessions lie I am bound for the Promised Land I am
I'm gonna live the life I sing about in my song I'm gonna stand right always showing the wrong If I'm in the crowd, if I'm alone on the streets or in
Bản dịch: J.m.k.e.. Die Hymne Der Ddr.
m not feelin' it no more, I'm not feelin' it anymore I'm tryin' to give you the score, just like I did before I'm not feelin' it no more, I'm not feelin
) I'm with my favourite girl (emm) She's the women that I love I know I was wrong (I was wrong) Making love to her and gettin you strung I'm with my favourite
I'm not feelin' it no more, I'm not feelin' it anymore I'm tryin' to give you the score, just like I did before I'm not feelin' it no more, I'm not feelin
it happens everyday" Check it out, uhh Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit? What are you a idiot? Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's Got mad
a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not not made by hand Now I'm
La Marcha Real" ?Viva Espana! Cantemos todos juntos con distinta voz y un solo corazon. ?Viva Espana! Desde los verdes valles al inmenso mar, un himno
This is an anthem, so fucking sing A dedication to the end of everything This is an anthem, so fucking sing A dedication to the end of everything Someone
How the hell does that guy do it? Its impossible Because the trolley's down here Like down here You cant get back, you gotta look how are you supposed
In the weird landscape, Bristling with demon shapes, Leaving of life protrude, Remnants of a man, Burnt earth and stench, Will last forever, You became
came there from so far away And everyone sang that little tune All around the town you heard it played Even Papi from Napoli He sang to Marie this serenade [qui inizia Hymne
to the top of this Hold your breath, kid, I'm never droppin' this Too busy rollin' off them fat chrome rims And niggas who trip get sung hymns We crash
its spell It's dark and wide and deep Towards the sea it creeps I'm so glad I brought along my mandolin To play the river hymn You can ride on it or
room in the heart of the city, down by the bridge. Hot plate and TV and beer in the fridge. But I'm easy, I'm open-that's my gift. I can flow with the
in peace" Realizin what he said man I can't talk, I don't exist, I'm a dead man Yeah I guess I'm dead right? I'm goin to the cemetary to peep out
tell you now, if I loose this debate Like in dead Presidents, I'm going out like Lorenz Tate See I ain't gon' be stupid, I'm gon' take all y'all to the
