How to take gracefully Chapter two I found somebody new Chapter three it didn't work out again Now baby here I am (Chorus) My heart is an open book
Übersetzung: Angel. Open Book.
plants stinkin up my whole neighborhood Sticky angel, I wanna leave it alone but never ever ever gotta worry from my home What that funny sound knockin at the door (Open
trails of ink I dreamt of rhymes and crayons, color to spray on Brothers, my rap is like drawn book of crooks To sing along with covers, made from concrete Open
looking inside my book Uh, one time, uh 4th Disciple Uh KP, dimes, uh, in the looking glass Live for everything, when I open up my book None for nutting
window pane Staring hopeless at the gentle rain When the messenger returns telling her That her child was slain She reaches for his picture frame Open up the good book
force) (Metaphysically in the state of euphoria) Behold, I am the one (You are the one) [Killah Priest] Within dark heavens, hands open up books Billion
So pay attention if u don't want segregation A child born destined to be a king Never seen never heard about Never has he mentioned in no books Raised
and some pain starts streaming An open book with empty sites mean nothing, eyes that 're staying blind see nothing of ourselves the secrets of our lifes Some angels
that march in battalions Angels of mercy and lifelong companions Days when we sink like a stone There a room somewhere with a different look Where your secret life is an open book
the church,& I took him to the altar and open'd the bible, and lo! It was a deep pit, into which I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw
little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. the young policeman who just can't grow a moustache will open up his book, and spoil their breakfast with
through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure for love There ain't no drink no drug (Ah tell them, angels
open chests like a heart surgeon And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook But I keep a stack thick as few college books I got a new polished
a postcard Chicky-chicky, boom-boom, now they call you broken face Heard your rib cage healed up and I hope it breaks Open case, glance two times, while
my quest for the answers, know what I found? I found that regardless to what people say The shooters gotta do it day for day, so make your peace Open your books
little affection Nobody was listening So she caught a right with a guy in a truck Down by the interstate He said I'm headed for the city of angels I
shooters that are watching for me. (RIFF) PROFESSOR GREEN: I'm heavy, I'm colder, better me know, sir, I can tear apart mc's but I'd rather read a book
