Well I've live without bread and I've lived without water Stuck outside the middle of the desert wishin I was home Long way from no where, wishin' I was
you in the words that I use In my theories algebra and sums I've kicked myself for months now It's bread and water without you Bread and water It's bread and water
on my plate a faithful heart & years on the side it's goin' down with a bitter taste it's goin' down . . it's goin' down goin' down like bread & water
. A torrid blood bath. Convicted. You know, I'm just a number. Life sentence. Parole the only answer. Bread and wa- ter. Court yard riot. Dealt a shank
Übersetzung: Sheila Nicholls. Wasser und Brot.
Drown yourself in bread and coffee Fast forward right through the news We spend weeks just window shopping What else can we really do? We could be anybody
him And that four-do' car is what I'm flossin in (YEAH!) I'm in the black, you in the red You owe your label money, I'm gettin bread Can you feel it,
holy of holies Oh Bread of life God, Oh meat of hunger Lord Water of thirst Lord, We magnify you We thank You for what You've done God What You?re doing God and
our debt-ors Lead us not into temptation but deliver us, unevil For God, is the kingdom, and the power and the glory forever, and ever, and ever
shot The only time is coming, slow down See they know now, I wont hesitate to make shit hot D's will shut your block down, after your shot down We gonna come through and
it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, Coca-Cola came and
it) i get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1:] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, Coca-Cola came and
Down the garden path I was led Got cooked in some oven Baked me like bread Where was that masked body I buried and left it for dead? The hand crept out the water
pawn shop That you hocked and then re-bought I'm the talent that you buried And lost interest in and on I'm the life that you made sport of Dropped the ball and
s stalking the sick and the lame, Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, Molotov cocktails and
straight into the sun and said revenge is mine But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed Sing me one more song, about ya love me to the moon and the stranger And
eye, when the last trumpet blows The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths And ye shall be changed You drink bitter water And you been eating the bread
angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and
