MRS. JOHNSTONE Tell me it's not true, Say it's just a story, Something on the news. Tell me it's not true, Though it's here before me, Say it's just
Prevod: Blood Brothers soundtrack. Povej mi to ni res.
Prevod: Blood Brothers soundtrack. Povej mi to ni res [mrs Johnston In Company].
Tell me it's not true Say it's just a story Something on the news Tell me it's not true Though it's here before me Say it's just a dream Say it's just
Me pam pamma, original chat masta Me pam pamma, me come fi set fi dance pon fiyah An' if it's on, well you must fi chant up hiyah Me say dis a Daddy Nitro
to me if you think that you're ready to Got on your bullet proof? Well mine's goin' right through This ain't no game to me, it's hollow fame to me Without
Social welfare cutbacks Klans without hats Runnin' prison camps Peelin' Caps of Mumia's Gonzolo's Peltier's and Geronimo Pratts Beat down and shot in
s story, knew that it deserved a verse I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me? All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all. (Cee-lo
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)] (It's beautiful God, love it as peace Let's just get out together, man In this hard world, I'm just tellin
before it even starts Yo every gun man has to have a soft spot Every thug nigga has gotta have some heart It's these things that I hold to be true So
split it now watch me kill it Tinted windows took a sealin' off in the Astro on billets take a choke on so I can really feel it Thinkin' about not having
murder just to maintain Tell me what you thought I'm from a city Where they gang bang and I got that thang thang Get it however you want it cop a fo
the MAC Clack, what's my name? Big Pun Go for your guns, son Let's get it on My vest is on Protectin' home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone [Flesh] Think I'm
love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred They call it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred
it.. plain as day Look how it falls down Falls down upon everybody! This is it [lateef] Looking, over a city, that's gritty, and rather pretty A pity, it
you feel Just 'cause it's him don't mean it's not real Your always sayin' your love's true I listen but I can't say the same for you [BRIDGE] What I offer's
better place but I doubt it after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true 'cause I
