know We want love We want love We didn't know We didn't know We want love We want love I'm willing to listen I'm willing to say I'm willing to try or
we want love we want love we didn't know we didn't know we want love we want love I'm willing to listen I'm willing to say I'm willing to try or throw
Übersetzung: Unsere. Bereit.
: Can you see? God only wants you to God only wants you to be God only wants you Can you feel? God only wants you to God only wants you to dream God
your dignity, you'll never take over, never again! Raise my fist, the streets are ours. You'll never bring it down, you will surrender. Depression and
with the better view My soul is weather proof, my mind can shape shift Divine greatness runs in bloodlines still ancient Expansive universes embedded in ours
life not contrived by those that came before us. 12.3 Our hour nears, just watch the way the hands circumscribe the face. Then we will fly, we will
: the night is young but the moment has passed. we all draw the same parallels to the lives we'd lead. the day is ours and the winter will last as long
the clouds We can't stop it anyhow, it's not ours. We could watch it from the clouds We can't stop it anyhow, it's not ours. It's not ours. And I know
stronger beast will call on you and pounce upon your throne. Do we pay? Dearly, for the lion takes so greedily and he knows that what he's taken, it is ours
: [licking noise] "If you would suck my soul, I will lick your funky emotions." "Is this America?! YEAH! Is this freedom?! NO! Is this Democracy?!
around Ahhhh, shit We gonna taste the power We started the thug trend The game is ours Now we coast together Put our thoughts together Won't question will
how it began, nobody gave a f**k about me Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus will a ni**
s no way to survive in the city it's a shame Niggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the brain Will I survive or will I die is what I wonder Puffin
Verse One: 2Pac] Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid
