to a common ground, baby (Stay fly for me) Any man, he could claim to be the one for you (Say word, say word, say word, say word) But put a street to
Перевод: A Tribe Called Quest. Common Ground (Get It Going On).
Перевод: A Tribe Called Quest. Common Ground.
I was a kid You're bringing back those memories Of the thing that we did You're hangin round And climbing trees Pretending to fly D'Yer wanna be a spaceman
All I really want is some peace man A place to find a common ground And all I really want is a wavelength All I really want is some comfort A way to
a hold it for you And watch the babies while you secure the food that come through Now don't let my ambition make you feel like competition We should both play a
Call me whatever cos your words don't mean a thing Guess you ain't even a man enough to handle what I sing If you look back in history It's a common
Too many yesterdays ago music bound unlikely souls in nature not the same a common ground was walked a friendship that defied cliche then a question spread
of dissent A hostage of the soul On a strike to pay the rent The last of the rebels Without a common ground I'm gonna light a fire into the underground
bridges burn down Our common ground was broken long ago What slipped through the cracks I fear we'll never know I'll walk you through the graveyard of my mind Show you a
some work You and me we got common ground I'm not giving up, no Maybe just a kind word now and then Could turn it around and make us a happy end
you You’re my losses and gains You made me feel Ecstasy through the pains The wall that we failed to break down Can’t let us find a common ground It
much +Passion+ that Christ need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella need a Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (my life, my life) I need
Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds
the field they should be dead by then Wipe the sweat off my neck and tally ho the plow I'm gonna grow a woman from the ground The night was a chalkboard with a
know the time of year It's easier to tan down here House under the ground House under the ground House under the ground And I'd have a house under the ground
the color changing To follow the range inside your mind I've tried to please her Maybe I'll weave her a lullaby The fallen trees are not yet in season But underground A
