翻訳: 黒と白のサウンドトラック. アメリカンクリームチーム---中指の姿勢.
翻訳: 黒と白のサウンドトラック. イグジビット--- 2000年.
When the thorn bush turns white that's when I'll come home I am going out to see what I can sow And I don't know where I'll go And I don't know what I
fight peach Take the P off the peach because now you want each and every rhyme to teach and reach You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak
cradle The crow on the cradle The black and the white Somebody's baby is born for a fight The crow on the cradle The white and the black Somebody's
in I'm sorry when I'm told that I'm black and I'm white Sometimes I'll be wrong, sometimes I'll be right I'm higher than a seal, and I'm bad to the
white man in white pants was dancing inside out and lost his ass a little black girl on black rollerblades found his butt and picked it up and gave it
, black head And see his girl was a white girl But just 'cause she was white See, her life wasn't light world She too had the drama thick Had a daddy and
it and never do to much kicking it but candy martini's since artist's have seen it all short and tall, skinny, fat plenty back, jimmys at it it all and
? Is the echo a shadow of presence Or a soundtrack for nonexistance Are the voices orchestral nightmares Or synonyms to black and white faces? Color
we're pretending it ain't about black or white. I love you, could you, hold me tight, like we're pretending it ain't about black or white."
us alone 'cuz we ain't' doin' wrong I'm the music and Black Tone's the backbone Got your daughter back grown Ebony and Ivory, baby, the little white girl Little black
I grew up on Waylon, Willie and the Stones Soundtrack to my life is a hillbilly song Old boys like Merle, that man in black Said what they wanted, never
Gordon soundtrack, I was in second grade. My first real record, yeah, worn down it played and played. When the world was black and white, Young and blind
the way I laugh At my ability to love things that I can't have If my life were a movie, it would be black and white With still-frames in color and hue
and Daha, sometimes I really wonder how humans could be so devolish, look what happened to the black and the judish Yo, let's to this, lets just move this, and
and I looked on down the road And the air stood still in the frost and chill as the hours and the minutes unfold But the trees they shook and the house
the brother a mic and ever since my flow been tight Come on, you gotta be kidding me if you think Brand Nu' lost a step And if you do go get a late pass