for love? Are you living for love? I've been under the gun I've lost and I've Are you living for love? Are you living for love? I've been under the gun
Übersetzung: Sisters of Mercy. Under The Gun.
livin' for love? Are you livin' for love? I've been under the gun I lost and I've ... Are you livin' for love? Are you livin' for love? I've been under the gun
: [Church bells ringing in background] In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has just released another album under the alias Makaveli
: In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas
my hood Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and they drop to their death Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my
like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun
like Ivan, Born under the Brixton sun. His game is called survivin', At the end of the harder they come. You know it means no mercy. They caught him with a gun
like Ivan, born under the Brixton sun. His game is called survivin' at the end of the harder they come. You know it means no mercy they caught him with a gun
will not live forever All must endure For the mercy of one All must endure For the mercy of one Mercy of one Mercy of one Mercy of one
crying for you knew that the seasons are changed Once we danced to the moonlight shared a kiss to the rising sun everything was dying fleeting moments lost under the gun
under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need
with all the crack merchants snakes and serpents foul jakes the searches clowns with four pounds this ain't a circus. [Chorus: R. Kelly] Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy
At The Better At The Better To Combust You Got The Cali Gun For Fun And If You Throw Me Past The Pack Man You Get It They Putting Down The Gun Choppa
Don't be comparin us to rappers Compare us to the Arabs, this a terrorist attack, uh - BOOM! Lord have mercy, we here to destroy EVERY-thing You niggaz
with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo woo!) I got my gun in my boo purse And I don?t bust back, because I shoot first (Merci a Maksim Polo
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