let our words speak for themselves Don't take it all so far Don't make it that much harder Than it already is for you to stand alone For you, for you, for
our words speak for themselves Don't take it all so far Don't make it that much harder Than it already is for you to stand alone For you, for you, for
off short tonight We let our words speak for themselves Don't take it all so far Don't make it that much harder Than it already is for you to stand alone For
Перевод: Там For Tomorrow. Всемирный Calling.
has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me, are you trying to get through Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for
man's world [Chorus] (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for brother Mutulu) Oh, who knows what tomorrow brings (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for
sent for me I was knock knock knocking on death's door You ignore, adore, a rebours me You leave me washed up begging for more If you really cared for
call me) Boy, there's no one home tonight The timing could be right To forget the blues We're out of school until tomorrow Now, if only you would stay There
It's cheap wine and sorrow Times is hard to swallow In search of God's tomorrow/i borrow words from the Bible/and use them for survival/ gang rivals
for forgiveness, yeah But nothing seems to matter anymore There’s no tomorrow, only fire in the rain You say you’re sorry, but only memories remain You can’t tell me there
rodes they winding down till the flame hits the ground Every motion is closer to touching the coyotes sing when they call in the middle of it. Coming back for more, You know I'm coming for
is destined or blatant bound to this body a world full of hate no one will heed if I fall no one can see it but you know that it's there guiding the
Let me take a part Cheri, cheri lady Like there's no tomorrow Take my heart - don't lose it Listen to your heart Cheri, cheri lady To know you is to love you If you call
Bulletproof Diary" nigga, for real Many may read this man A lot of niggaz might not make it home, you heard? We speak for the real ones man, for the churchmen
a course and I'mma shoot for Par I'm searching for today instead I found tomorrow And I put that shit right back like I'll see what I find tomorrow Young
down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher So
