own tale Playing for time, time For all the steps that we can take We'll never close the open space So captain get us out of here Return us to the fear
for time.. For all the steps that we can take We'll never close the open space So captain get us out of here Return us to the fear we know To guard
Übersetzung: Hell Is For Heroes. One Of Us.
for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less
s raining down on us Mosh pits outside the oval office Someone's tryina tell us something, Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible For this monster
was raised in hell A welfare child Where the teamsters dwelled The last one born The first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is
names of the heroes Are us to memorize With guns in their hands And God on their side. Well the First World War, boys It came and it went And The reason for
Mixtapes I drop, then another one I give it away for free cause it comes from me Fuck it, we got more in stock As space expands, heaven and hell expands
it down for ya Enoch represented that the black man is in us Elijah meant the sun fire That's why he was taken higher Emmanuel showed us the black man
the vestibule while bidding us goodbye The enemy surrounds us and our spirit's almost gone The devil take the calvary that sold us for a song (There'
one we look to, the decent Negro? The acceptable Negro -- hell nah But they say, "These are our heroes" [Verse 1: Nas] Uh, Massa used to breed us to
front You coward, you servant, you blind man Why am I dying? Kill, have no fear Lie, live off lying Hell, hell is here I was born for dying
: [Verse 1:] Where I'm at right now, I ain't got no tolerance for somethin stupid, or hatred, or envy. If you bringin any one of those, How bout, Leave
steeds through pouring rain To save the world again And before us you may kneel We know what's good and true The fight for Metal is true Your hair does
spot Makin crazy prank calls hopin not to get caught Best friends, blood brothers, yo we one and the same 'Til one fateful afternoon when everything changed One
not ministers We're tellin like it is cause Ren and Dre is like sinister Reality speaks for itself when it's spoken A basehead cluck can't blame nobody for
