God of the sun Don't make me wait till the morning comes Light in the sky Look me in the eye Don't, keep me waiting around Too much longer now Don't,
God of the sun Don't make me wait till the morning comes Light in the sky Look me in the eye, eye, eye, eye Don't, keep me waiting around Too much
Перевод: Америка. God Of The Sun.
their heart out You can't have the sweet with no sour Spices herbs the sweet scent of flower We came out precisely the hour Clouds disappear the sun
Taught Me How To Fight {Taught Me How To Fight} And I Thank God For My Momma She Showed Me What Was Right I Coulda Been In Da Dark But Thank God
When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it, you my nigga, word, Erik B And Rakim and the Man-Ant, yeah, true niggas with attitudes To king sun, peace God
's one thing we'll never forget America's still our home, hit it bad God bless America, I'm talking about me too You know I'm American myself, I like
that I found Heaven in the form of a girl Listen to different scriptions, they teach on God And if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God I'm serious
famous, singing trio! 'The Dazzling Eette-ettes' And if I am not mistake, here they comes this very mimette, Mimmette? Here they come! 'The Dazzling Ette-ettes' Oh God
the auction, taught birth control and abortion Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part The devils cursed God and reversed God And turned God
Deliver me from my enemies, oh God Defend me from all those that rise up against me Deliver me from the work of inequities The Savior from the blood of
Pistol shots ring out in the bar-room night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender in a pool of blood Cries out, "My God, they
concertina spine And her ballerina feet Under a punishing sun Under a red and green umbrella Call her name and beat the drum Through the condominiums and the favelas God
going to have to watch the world slip away I know, I know, I know, life has become slavery Costs two dollars a minute and additional charges to pray to god
front You do the freak, spank, and do the bump And when the sucker MCs try to prove a point We're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint A from sun to sun
