brewing Shot down, scared to fall Where do I belong? Shot down, can't recall Where did I go wrong? Shot down, scared to fall Where do I belong? Shot down
Перевод: Загробный мир. Shot Down.
of surrender If I knew where I could find them I could spare you the act of a madman [Chorus:] Shot down Scared to fall Where do I belong Shot down Can
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve. Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come
is a walk on the funkadelic side Who knows better than the funkadelic devil himself To all knotty head niggaz, bob to this Come walk with Def Squad on the darkside Coming
you won't like the odds. Heard it before, murder the floor, Burn the roof, kill the show down a shot gets loose. If you down with the cock then repect
gonna tear your kingdom down) {*gunshots*} Ah, Johnny, yo, got shot, my baby, Johnny {*gunshots*} (Freedom, we're gonna tear your kingdom down) My baby
of the B-Boy kingdom Bring them laughter after which bring them tears The story had never been told until now As the glory of the kingdom come comes down
glory of the b-boy kingdom Bring them laughter after which bring them tears The story had never been told until now As the glory of the kingdom come comes down
up, you been shot down Get yourself up, you been locked down Get yourself up Get your self up, you been knocked down Get yourself up, you been shot down
s and you can see why these Mother fuckers don't wanna see my steeze 'Cuz I'm ma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles And I come from the kingdom
Our Father who art in Heaven How it be thy name Thy kingdom come That's the prayer that I say so spread the word And if you feelin' down and out read
sayin'? And this is safe. The whole industry and I come to bring the real nigga, that's where I come, I come to keep it real. I know, I come from Bone
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and
gun He leans well back agains the tree He knows his Kingdom's come He'll breath a sigh self satisfied The work is in good hands He shoots the coins into
gun He leans well back against the tree He knows his kingdom's come He'll breath a sigh self satisfied The work is in good hands He shoots the coins
To the edge of it all anyway Up where the kingdom comes Down where the streets take the breath Of another young gun Love is a whispered prayer Shot
