's more than money could ever buy. Are we living to work and die in american cities, working to live and die in american cities, and dying for what we worked
broken, Then remembered only for what it was. That we gave them hell That we gave them hell That we gave them hell That we gave them hell That we gave
Übersetzung: Against Me!. Was Wir arbeiteten.
on top of me Aayooh I'm tired of using technology I need you right in front-- of me In her fantasy, there's plain to see Just how it be, on me, backstrokin
, we'll be okay Time and time again, I'll pray you're looking back By the wake So here we, we are, again [x4] Close your eyes Sit back and relax, we
cook it, move it, believe what I tell ya That's why street niggaz dap me (dap me), my hoes wann hug me (hug me) My mexican plug love me 'cause we all
life? What would you fight for? For what do you stand? How will you go about it? Do you have a master plan? What are your demons? How much for your
we did what we had to do we said what we had to say and with a last embrace we just turned and walked away we did what we had to do we said what we
\'s nothing there but some bruises from when i fought for air. your fingernails are crossed for nothing. if we\'re the living dead, why start digging again
Paul wrote the Philippians some lessons for living Written to them but it's real good text for Christians So read it closely, I hope we can catch the
actions in everything that you do (4: 12) [Hook:] What it is? (what it is?) It's the Church (it's the church) Listen In (listen in) Put in work (put in work
strip club, lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew, Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice. You know we at Magic
to fight for your country When ask for ours, we get nothing I look for work and get my feelings hurt They got my back against the wall And my dick is
again Believe Me [Chorus] We came too far To throw it all away We came way too far pretty thing yeaaah (I swear I'll never call you bitch again) Together, together We
down) They got me trapped Can barely walk tha city streets Without a cop harrassing me, searching me Then asking my identity Hands up, throw me up against