there's a chance You'll start listening Do You hear the music play? Do You see the tears on my face? The volume is dying and like a sweet song everything will end
's a chance you'll start listening. Do you hear the music play. Do you see the tears on my face. The volume is dying, and like a sweet song everything will end
Übersetzung: Kids In The Way. Das Ende.
there's a chance you'll start listening. Do you hear the music play. Do you see the tears on my face. The volume is dying, and like a sweet song everything will end
leavin a made G Get back to the car, tryin to get far as I can Nigga planned what I planned, my gun shakin in my hand It's one way goin gettin money and
I see more money then them bitches in the corporate world Kick in the cloey party in prada, shop at the harbor? I'm a booster bitch, why bother? I love the way
to help Since you takin so much time we survivin ourself Just me and my pets and my kids and my spouse Trapped in my own house lookin for a way out Five
watch tha joy end She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she Went out and had a church of kids
gray Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids They tell me not to roll with my glock
see the other way let'em all get paid,wont live to see another day. See they never got a breath of the sunshine, now the kids addicted and only hit
eyes open now, can only say I'll try Until the day I die, I promise to be wise With my heart open free, brings only misery A way to tragedy, so I stay
young Why the bad die slow and outlive everyone It's time somethin' is done For our young kids They growin' opus (??) That ain't the way to live Tell
s gone toss it up Baby let's, get it on! I like the way you please me, babe The sexy way you tease me, sugar The way you move your body It really drives
Tell em bout it.) Last year was hard. But life goes on. Hold my head against the wall. Learn the right from wrong. They say my ghetto intrumental, Dextrimental to kids
the way" -- Grand Puba Nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" -- Grand
I'll grow to be her It's a wonder they don't understand kids today so when I pray, I pray I'll never grow to be that way And I hope that he answers me
never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same Until the end of time [Chorus: Brian McKnight]
