and make it last? Meet me outside above ground I see you on your way I'll be with you someday, someday Meet me outside above ground I see you on your
feet on solid ground But now I've beat the odds and I'm back on solid ground But now I've beat the odds and I'm back on solid ground
leave me now we've come to far just to set our eyes on a new star i'll ride on clouds til you come down just promise me you'll always leave the ground
Übersetzung: Little Feat. Home Ground.
and make it last Meet me outside above ground I see you on your way I'll be with you someday, someday Meet me outside above ground I see you on your
roots run deep Deep down - this is good ground I drove all night then I stopped the car Said, "Wake up kids, here we are This is our new home It's been
slow and make it last Meet me outside above ground I see you on your way I'll be with you someday, someday Meet me outside above ground I see you on
the coming days. When I would go out on my own for all the world to see. This is what my Dad would always say. Chorus: Keep your feet on the ground,
(Winwood/Capaldi/Spillane) What are we doing to this holy ground, this land that God gave to us all 'Cause everywhere I hear that crashing sound that
me now, we've come to far just to set our eyes on a new star. i'll ride on clouds 'til you come down, just promise me you'll always leave the ground.
dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need hey hey Well I need a dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need Well i don?t know if I?m walking on solid ground Cause
B.G.]) -gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I'm a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker I'm a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I'm a
for Baby, known as B-3, and all these niggaz Know my dog a do the same for me, we family Cash Money Is A Army Nigga A Navy Nigga So if you ever try to home
my chopper, and my 2-23 Now Cash Money is my home, til I'm dead and gone Disrespect you get split, cause you know right from wrong Imma stand my ground
leave 'ya flat, nigga (Chorus) 1,2,3 3,2,1 Cashmoney Niggas got the biggest guns It's like the hip to the hop The glock to the hip You best rush home
: Young little meat When I'm down on the street I'm lookin' at their young little meat She might be five - she might be ten I'll take her home and
, you had on your tight black pussy pants I offered to walk you home, and when we were all alone That's when I raped you Then I took the chance to walk you home
