't decide between what's right and what is wrong For just another day My tears cry out the pain deep inside For just another day inside For just another day
't decide between what's right and what is wrong For just another day My tears cry out the pain deep inside For just another day - inside For just another day
Перевод: Freedom Call. Еще один день.
'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs, cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, mostjust call me a fag
don't care if me get car jacka you don't care cause you're nothing but a cracka now it's Judgement Day, and Allah'll never play "freedom got an AK,"
-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la Hey, my Bobby, Bobby Bobby McGee, yeah Lord, I call you my lover, call you my man I said I call you my lover, just the best
Another beautiful morning The sun seems a little brighter today It's my reward for stepping into the moment as I am seizing the day [CHORUS:] I'm soaring
la la la la la la la la Hey, my Bobby Oh, my Bobby McGhee, yeah Well, I call him my lover, call him my man I said, I call him my lover did the best
the problem at this point Me or you homes, I hope you followin' this joint Stress free, people holla day Just another me, to see another day So let the slugs breathe Easy for a day
one more day, I might just break the chain, I might just break the chain, I might just break the chain, Aye-yeah, I might just break the chain. (Verse One - Lupe Fiasco) Freedom
rays Stay and paid for real, 'til I'm old and grey Pretty legs, of course, soft as clay Degrees, hot breeze in your hair all day, all day Engaged a lot
things that's wrong Would you stand tall and strong Or would you turn and walk away I see a message from the government, like every day I watch it, and listen, and call
[Intro] Can the church say Amen? (Amen reverend) We gon' do one more offerin right now We gon' do another one in fifteen minutes And we gon' do one mo
And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you The lord giveth and he taketh away God bless that I can live to see another day And if I had it my
everybody missed it Just a nobody and I think it's a drag But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag [Chorus (2x)] I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I think It's a drag But I got Mr. Johnson's head...In my bookbag (Chorus x2) I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day I didn't like the fucker
city gonna fix where the blacks are from And every day around the way another one got Bucked in his head, from a gunshot No chance in advance for the ambulance 'Cause he was just another
and brothers Oh yes, it is I say Harmony is the key, my sisters and brothers People, we can't wait 'cause another day might be too late Come on, get
