addiction needs no cure Your kisses leave me wanting more 'Cause I'm so glad you are in my life In my life, in my life, in my life Life, life, life,
Übersetzung: Steel Pulse. In My Life.
slow From its steel mesh My words feel like hooks Underneath your flesh Makin' you twist and turn Scorch and burn, when will you learn? The '90s are my
feel my pulse The sign of living fast Hear my motor purr Get right, get right The race is my religion, the steering wheel my heart I know I am burning my life
s face, my ancestor from space Lost in the ice Whoever was these old remains, his blood is flowing in my veins is flowing in my veins
from the steel mesh My words feel like hooks underneath your flesh Makin' you twist and turn, scorch and burn When will you learn? The ninties are my
been Move swift, all senses clean Earth's gift, back to the meaning Back to the meaning of life Bright is the moon, high in starlight Chill is the air, cold as steel
code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty, sniffin' out a pig nose My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got
my sleeve I'll tell you when I'm finished, I'm armed to armageddon Hard headed with the steel ball pulse heart imbedded It's hard to believe this is
a French kiss Black gloves, no prints, dark tints Word on the street, they ain't heard from him since You know about life after kicked the kid in Since me and my
Lost in the ice Lost in the ice Whoever was these old remains, his blood is flowing in my veins Is flowing in my veins Before life crept out of water
If anything should mash up my head Sah Play the music me can't dead Jah in music prolongs gives me life to Praise Jah In motion with music getting what
The system of backra corruption They've got to pay The system is destroying my nation The system.....kill him O, O Jah Jah, O Jah Jah, Take them where life
made to kill Legal murder They call abortion I thought the invention Of robots yes yeh All forms of life Would eventually stop
return over yonder Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so! Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah And if you're the Prodigal Son, my friend Then you
in imaha Nebraska May 19 year 25 Was the son of a Garvey teacher We will keep his name alice Youthful years were full of adventure Drifted to a life of
to me - well! I was warned about you But I wouldn't listen The apple of my eye Could that be the reason You magic word was honey And I shower you with money Behind my
Spa dap spap spa dap spa Let me tell you something Grab education my children higher meditation my children Healing of the nation my children Build your foundation my
