Glorified, you sought the wrong people And God spoke, God spoke Televised, you maul the five pleasers All hail the son, all hail the sun Citation, sanitation
翻訳: 生き物. 最後のゴスペル.
Glorified, you sought the wrong people, and God spoke of end gospel Televised, you maul the five pleasers, all hail the son, all hail the sun Citation
walk hand in hand, and love our fellow man As He meant it to be. Chorus: If I had a few wishes, I see things done right I'd end all the darkness,
recalls the hypocrite. It is something you will admit, When you're judged in the end. I've seen them everywhere I go, And they're someone many know. 'Cause in the things
would hand it back. [Chorus:] We will never be apart, It's like two bodies livin' with one heart Together like a lock and key, Without you, there is no me. Things
two of the war Bring it, lets do it Huhuhuh [Verse 1: Tupac] Cross this nigga here Now Biggie tell me who do you fear? Ain't a living soul breathing
be all of those little hateful things And then I hate myself for realizing that There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living We each
be more than a riot (to those who came before us) can't keep quiet this time gon' be more than a riot (long lived the revolution) can't keep quiet this
2: Another crooked smile. Is music a disease? Or is it just living in these soap opera times. They all end up depressives obsessive about their deluded
Me and Virgil the best of friends Brothers till the very end Made a pact one sunny afternoon Down by Cold Pepper Creek Fishing holes and skipping rocks
apostles believing their gospels to be divine. My life drifted by in a warm summer haze- and I thought I would bath in the light of our lord 'till the end
feelin, im feelin uneven and my socks don?t match To my crew you?re my team and I got yo back Im tired of not sleeping and but its not so bad Im living
fear within Believe it you not live a dream No more gospels from above Telling what's right or wrong Join the life my friend Living with us till the end
be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each
did my heart was in the right place I did so I could live to put food on my plate You musta loved me not to let it end by 3 that day Well, whatever the
