June arrives, rumored days Days of willing it to be In the nest futures hatch It's such a lovely thing to see Oh my God Like an angel wound What fortune
Übersetzung: Die Kirche. Juni.
One step up and two steps back Bird on a wire outside my motel room But he ain?t singin? Girl in white outside a church in June But the church bells
boys And their idea of fun Is being in a gang called The Disciples High on crack, totin' a machine gun Time Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling of a church
I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill It was on the 23rd of June the day
from all that worry and bullshit Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick cause my time is up and I don't care With one big push, I'm outta there June
puttin in work I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church My Derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June We at the party mackin
order a Cold beer.(vinni) Cool, now see that road there? Yeah. Yo, follow 3 blocks, make a left go straight Through the old square, next turn, church
: Lindisfarne, holy land Of pilgrimage for the christian man Church of god, and monastery 8th of June, in the year of 793 The longships are coming
like cream ice [Lisa Hype:] Cah me body feel hotta dan steam rice [Vybz Kartel:] We love grow and yuh know it cyaan chastise [Lisa Hype:] To di Church
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty, delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
Sittin' on the front porch on a summer afternoon In a straightback chair on two legs, leans against the wall Watch the kids a' playin' with June bugs
fly I stepped on board a vision And followed with the wind Till next I came to anchor At the cross near Spancill Hill 'Twas on the 23rd of June The
be with Moses and Kane and Abel, puttin' in work I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church My derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June
One step up and two steps back Bird on a wire outside my motel room But he ain't singin' Girl in white outside a church in June But the church
verse - but the handcuffs the bullpens, the jail cells is makin it worse Tell mom I don't go to the church - tell Oc' I dont' go to mas I blow blunts
life is makin' the verse but the handcuffs The bullpens, the jail cells is makin' it worse Tell mommy I don't go to the church, tell Hac I don't go
worse They do it for panurch, but I do it for the purse And I'm still on the search, sometime I go to church Seven deuce old school Cadillac with the
