Übersetzung: Die Kiki Dee Band. Der Chase ist endlich.
Übersetzung: Reach The Sky. The Chase Is On.
in this world that we are fought with tongues there are too many government crackpots who don't belong 'cos the chase is on, and we're not the prey yeah the chase is on
Can you tell me where I went wrong because it seems like I let you slip away through my fingers again. No matter what I did you were so caught up in
all go quiet as a mouse For the word is out God is in the house God is in the house God is in the house No cause for worry now God is in the house Moral
wet concrete In the house with the laughing windows We're spilling blood like a cheap innuendo I love you, do you love me? Let's set our hair on fire
him your certains You give him your plans, you give him your thirties This is a rape, this is a bankrupt robbery a grand larceny So hands will go up, this is
catchphrase for stars a feignin' No big letter writing campaign No fanfare fills up the room No interviews, no big kaboom The fruit is falling 'cause the tree is
I do? What could I do? What could I do? Don't you die on me Don't you die on me If truth is a consequence What the fuck is in it for me? Don't you
learned the la, on how to hit the spot, ding, ding, ding And if the price is right, I mean the night is right, I mean the time is right So do her thing
ass what a face what a life you can have and you dont have to pack no bags just get on in and tomorrow night we do it again thats how it is i always
faces, There's a dreamy world up there, Dear friends in higher places, Carry me away from here. Travel light let the sun eclipse you, 'Cause your flight is
won't remain you won't remain save your breath don't even speak if you'll speak of change cause you wont you won't cut to the chase spare the lecture on
a smash that dummy I ain't playin with you niggaz go on and run up on a G they'll be callin, tellin ya momma her son is in the street how you want it
you already know how it is in the streets(uh huh) you already know how it is (you already know I ain't gotta tell you) you gotta stay on top of it, you
get it If ya see CMR a dollar sign on the CD Somewhere on there you'll see featuring the B.G. Me and my nigga B like Suge and Pac We gettin' our shine on
Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face We was about that gunplay and on the grind We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine Gotta get it
got BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave. Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab Understand this is all he know and it's all he see Which
