(howe/wakeman) [instrumental]
Übersetzung: Ja. Gebärdensprache.
were right at one point someday I used to watch you treat the streets like a runway I used to write with tears on your pretty painted face Sign language
up boy, you wanna romp You can Bankhead Bounce or get Eastside Stomped Thinking way back before I got mine Putting bullet holes through neighborhood stop signs It's my adrenaline, yes
but you ain't stackin' money And therefore we ain't here for the best Matta fact, homey I can't hear y'all I'm deaf I spit it in sign language, mob language
Cars screaming round the corner, drugged to heaven, Guns are loaded, Locked in vengeance Who shoots the child? Watching in the ghetto is the spine and the cruel of the gang life Sign language
sequence, indeed, featured a godzilla-size party girl rampaging through the streets, only to be felled by three young boy superheroes. other signs of
romp You can Bankhead Bounce or get Eastside stomped Thinking way back before I got mine Putting bullet holes through neighborhood stop signs You know why? It's my adrenaline, yes
Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design Blood of kings ?cause Saturn?s rings don?t need no diamonds to shine Yes, the reason for the season, ornamented divine Coded Language
you ain't stackin' money And therefore, we ain't here for the best Matta fact homie I can't hear y'all, I'm deaf I spit it in sign language, mob language
like a fool Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school His cheeks are made of peach fuzz, his hopes may be the same But he's signed up
You smoking on haze, chopping dimes in the basement It's all good til the cops raided Now he signing statements, point your fingers when he put to the test Yes
you had a gram what did ya do with it check both pockets shit where's your wallet Dumb alcoholic time for the panic [Hook:] Sit around now waitin' on a chest pain Lookin' for a sign
statistics that fatten leaders, prisoners of their morality. Afraid of death, we can not save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will.
do I help them? Yes, indeed Those poor unfortunate souls So sad So true They come flocking to my cauldron Crying, "Spells, Ursula please!" And I help them? Yes
Is the hamburger ready yet? Don: What sign are you? Phyllis: Uh, I'm Aquarius with Venus rising on my past. Don: Really? Phyllis: Yeah. It's really good sign
, she said He said, she said He said, she said He said, she said On the telephone On the message board On the toilet wall Telemarket poll By sign language
life, length of time Show me a sign, should I rely on a Subliminal message, should I question What would seem to be, life's told me? Yes indeed, so let
