Still you say good morning after all Yeah, you stand just to fall Still you say good morning after, after all After all After all After all
Ooh no-ohh, no-ohh Ooh no-ohh, no-ohh Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan It ain't all good and that's the truth Thangs ain't goin' like you think they should it's all
Превод: Колективни Душата. Добро утро в края на краищата.
Превод: De La Soul. Всички добри?.
Превод: De La Soul. Всички Добър (Ugo \u0026amp; афера Санс Чака участието на Чака Кан).
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! [Chorus: Chaka Khan x2] It ain't all good, and that's the truth Thangs ain't goin like you think they should - it's all on
where we've been Then I stay there with you just as long as I can Oh, it was so good, yeah, it was so good Oh, it was so good, when I was your man And
noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! [Chorus: Chaka Khan x2] It ain't all good, and that's the truth Thangs ain't goin like you think they should - it's all on you [
will strive for the good life in any case The mind is a terrible thing to waste On drugs, violence, and hatred of another color Hear me now, brother All
in the rain Makes me feel good Take my heart, take my soul Take me everywhere you go Show me how to loose control Make me feel good We sing heyla heyla
Hyde's Evil... Would forever kill the good that I had meant... Am I a good man? Am I a mad man? Its such a fine line between a good man and a... [Hyde
here is ashamed to depend Depend on your care You will learn to understand As you're reaching out a hand Someone feels so good Just knowing you are there Heart for heart soul for soul
in your heart you play the game. Do you realize you pay the price? Do you know the cost of all your vice? Save your soul, it's all a test, save your soul
it Look around everywhere you turn is heartache It's everywhere that you go You try everything you can to escape The pain of life that you know When all
Grey Goose Converse covered with mixer juice And all my niggas rollin' up in the booth Who got me on another on Someone please roll me another one They tell me all good
my ways? Wasted times and broken dreams Violent colors so obscene It's all I see these days These days These days All I see these days All I see these days All
John jeans I hit the bar, yo, it's all on me Pop bottles, models be all on me You all gon' see how it's all gon' be Front on me an' see where you all