Без любви нам прожить невозможно И живу я страдая любя Гордая..я и сама не рада Гордая, ведь была любовь наградою Мы такие разные, гордая Вместе было
я слишком гордая, Только замираю, когда ты проходишь. И не важно чья, если не твоя, Хоть на край земли, когда ты уходишь. Думаешь, что я слишком гордая
, что будущее нам принесет В своих руках для нас. Что будет завтра – знает будущее. Не важно, что ты говоришь, Неважно, что ты делаешь. Мы вместе. Молодые и гордые, Молодые и гордые
If tomorrow all the things were gone Id worked for all my life And I had to start again With just my family by my side Id thank my lucky stars, To be
To make my father proud To make my mother smile I need no conquered worlds, a flame Not set, the paceful style If I can follow through Oh, love think
All of my life I have watched you climbing mountains, chasing dreams All of my life you gave me everything but you don't have to give the world to me
Now we demand a chance to do things for ourselves We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just
Walk tall, walk tall Even if you fall get up Stand tall, stand tall Even if you fall get up Walk tall, walk tall Even if you fall get up Stand tall,
[spoken, with drums getting progressively louder] Jus' look at them. I tell you, it warms the heart to see the little ones out there. Y' know, it wasn
Here you come again Acting like a saviour There you go again Talking like a stranger You said we must all learn to face What we're becoming And then
Listen up good I got a lot to say I know what I want And I get my own way I call 'em as I see 'em I don't play by the book One dose of volume That's all
The proud Stand tall or don't stand at all, c'mon Uhh, yeah Break it down What we do? We survive, it's more than pride We stay alive, ready to ride
You know I'm proud to be black y'all And that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all it's like that Licki licki licki
So how u doin misses juggalette? Face painted, lookin all sexy with that hatchet tatted on your breast? You are my morbid thing, my horrorcore queen,
My life, my life, my life, my life My life, my life, my life In elementary I used crayons, even chalk I learned to count money before I could read and
Must you keep looking at me Before you looked the other way Must you keep glaring at me I know you look inside, and see what you made You took no pride
All of my life I have watched you Climbing mountains, chasing dreams All of my life you gave me everything But you don't have to give the world to me
you worked your fingers to the bone you sacrificed a happy home now you have nothing to show my energy's wasted on you you must be such a proud man you
