I'll be calling voices of Africa Be the rhythm to the plan. From the Congo to Lenasia Be the writing on the wall. I'll be calling the colors of India
at hand I'll be calling voices of Africa Be the rhythm to the plan From the Congo to Lenasia Be the writing on the wall I'll be calling the colors of
; I'll be calling voices of Africa Be the rhythm to the plan. From the Congo to Lenasia Be the writing on the wall. I'll be calling the colors of India
Übersetzung: Ja. The Calling.
harder every day, I don't know what to do Every little thing reminds me of you Reminds me of you, reminds me of you, reminds me of you... [repeats] Yes
friends and I lost my phone I'm staggering all by my lone' I don't even know how I'm getting home But its ok its alright- I'm so fresh, yes I'm so fly
: fallen from almighty hands I?m flying through the mist of evil yes I?m coming for this promised land ?cause I was told I?m made of ignorance and stubbornness
ll get ignorant with it yeah they know how I rock pray to God, me, T, and Kev' don't ever hit ya block so nigga call ya people nigga go call ya click
t think so Cause people only rock one style at a time If you with it, as long as the Daddy has been You learn that people gotta p-ay for the rhyme They called
m goin crazy, baby Need your love to save me But it still feels like I'm wastin my time Tell me what's on your mind, oh yes Now, baby, you just need to
Bella, Caile A Tu Amiga? So Pa? Que Salga Al Party? (Oh?) Lo Mas Que Me Gusta De Ella Es Que Me Pide Duro & Sin Condicion? (Yes?) Yo Puedo Con Ese Monton
Woke up today Feeling the way i always do Oh, oh, oh Hungry for something That i can't eat Then i hear that beat The rhythm of town Starts calling
: Colorfully black and white, rigid and whispered; blind to me are tears unfed and time means nothing to me. untoucable, unspeakably gone, yes i am empty
start Yes, only love can break yoyr heart But if your world should fall apart ... I have a friend I've never seen He hides his head inside a dream Someone should call
