is the movement This is the sound of music This is how we rock, yeah This is how we rock, yeah This is our revolution, yeah This is not noise Music
not noise. this is the sound we want. this is the movement. this is the sound of music. this is how we rock. yeah. this is our revolution. yeah. music
Перевод: Восемнадцать Видения. Революционные звуки музыки.
yesterday (Estribillo 2 x2) There's no vision There's no vision There's no vision Something's got to change There's no vision There's no vision There's no vision
na-na-na-na-na Chorus: Music Is My Passion Every day and night You bring me up when I'm feeling down You're the rhythm I found You give me everything I need Music
is not noise. this is the sound we want. this is the movement. this is the sound of music. this is how we rock. yeah. this is our revolution. yeah. music
Tip] "Yo. Niggas be on the mic, they be all serious... I'd love to be serious but... effortless shit. Effortless... effa-efortless. Mmm-hmm. Turn my music
their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prison is helpless, Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision
political Prisoners San Quinton All the jailhouses I'm with you Yeah One Thug, One Thug How do we keep the music playing One Thug, One Thug [Verse
Crimson vision, inspiration now it is time to ink my pen and to summon my last strenght to write my requiem Covered in my own blood words and music
for ya, with live niggaz who murder sloppier than ALL of the Trenchcoat Mafia yo Cause when you hear the sweet music playin It's like theme music for
t home We was communicating like the money you made wasn't basic Our cable was basic No HBO, no WHT Just Ralph McDaniels on the station I aggravated you for Atari and Coleco Vision
the privacy shade if we do it in the six Everything his and hers I know you like sipping K, moving until your vision blurs Exquisite furs, this preferred
a nigga foul It's goin' down nigga round up the team Im'll head over here just to map out the scene Ship them things in route to climb walls Infrared vision
I need the company (uh-huh) Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like Daddy Dearest, my vision be
My vision is distorted by my sleazy mind To picturesque an image to control this time My intimate discriminating fears you test My ignorance that truely