more I don't want to live in a high society I don't want to live in a high society I don't want to live in a high society I don't want to live in a
you so far I know where you go Lost in the high glow I know what you are I see you so far I know where you go Lost in the high glow
to be the place where you used to want to be. Raise some kids and start a family. Prominent figures in your community. Have tried to create a High Society
Übersetzung: Glut. Hochstimmung.
Übersetzung: Voodoo Glow Skulls. High Society.
: The Bandstand You stand in the doorway A block up the street Ringing the doorbell There?s tapping of feet High yellow hair And a worn brown suit...
: I wish you peace When the cold winds blow Warmed by the fire's glow. I wish you comfort In the lonely times And arms to hold you When you ache
ghetto made us, sincerely yours I'm a thug, the product of a broken home Everybody's doped up, ni**a what you smokin on? Figure if we high they can train
Chorus Higher ground, on higher ground You?ll build your house where love resounds Higher ground, on higher ground You?ll see your purpose from higher
I know it to be true I'd die for you, I'd die for you Don't you remember the panic of our love We've risen high above it now I owe it all to you I'd
, glow Glow All around the world Tell it all around the world Glow (Hands high! Hands high!) Glow (Hands high! Hands high!) Glow, gloow (Hands high! Hands high!) Glow, (Hands high
: It's another woman. Hey, it could be me, it could be anyone. Yeah, she got the energy to blind the sun. And she make me glow. She sparkle and I see
: (Bass) uh (high hat) uh (808) uh (Jay) uh huh ready uh uh (lets go get 'em) uh huh (c'mon)c'mon Jay-Z Rap Intro: I used to
: (feat. Jay-Z) (Bass) uh (high hat) uh (808) uh (Jay) uh huh ready uh uh (lets go get 'em) uh huh (c'mon)c'mon Jay-Z Rap Intro: I used to run base
you and me You make me glow You make me shine. We always fight right on time. And if you go I could die You bring me low, you bring be high I bild you high
Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow