You know what they say That everything in your life Brings you to where you are today I know what they mean Cuz even with all the bad I wouldn't
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind Up in here, up in here Y'all gon' make me go all out Up in here, up in here Y'all gon' make me act a fool Up in here,
Up there there's a ball of fire Some call it the spirit, some call it the sun Its energies are not for hire It serves man, it serves everyone Down there
We're racing through the dark On a road along the shore And the law says we should stop So we break a couple more With the windows all down We just throw
Ave oi eter noticie Coloides can loo lije fluyo pillos? Ave oi eter cantead All the satiras ufo ion the suya? Ave oi eter sotechado the bordas fluyo bey
I've got something up my sleeve I've got something up my sleeve Without sayin' the word I'm ready for a party tonight My fire is on the front burner
All my friends are going out but I've been thinking maybe I better stay in bed The ceiling's spinning round like I've been drinking I've got this
Lord, its a constant struggle (down here) Specially when all you know how to do is hustle (down here) Lord, its a miracle I'm still breathing (down
Up there, up there Where we wanna be iz up there, up there These trees 'll get us up there, up there Them green leaves 'll get us up there, up there Where
You know what they say that everything in your life brings you to where you are today I know what they mean cuz even with all the bad I wouldn't
I'd walk across the M.1. I'd trek through the Amazon I'D BE A SPANISH MATADOR, NOWT WOULD BE TOO RISKY FOR ME I'd loop the loop in a Jumbo I'd box with
Druben auf dem Hugel mocht ich sein Im letzten Abendsonnenschein Druben auf dem Hugel mocht ich warten Im nassen Gras in unserm Schrebergarten Ich warte
huhhh Sometimes I think When I look up real high That there's such a big world up there I'd like to give it a try But then I sink Cos it's here I'm suppossed
A wonderful time up there Well, now, Eyr'rybodies gonna have religion and glory, Eyr'rybodies gonna be singin' that story, Eyr'rybodies gonna have a
Lord, it's a constant struggle down here Specially when all you know how to do is hustle down here Lord, it's a miracle, I'm still breathing down here
Ev'rybody's gonna have religion in glory Ev'rybody's gonna be singin' that story Ev'rybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Oh glory hallelujah
That red Georgia clay when mixed with the rain Sure made for one nasty mess Ah, but we were ridin' high in that old truck of mine In deep as we could
Let the lies go Let He's everybody's token, on everybody's wall Blessing all the papers, thanking one and all Hugging all the babies, kissing all the