Текстове на песни:
Tired And True The Flesh And Blood

same thing Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bit Speedpass the clit and get passionate Grab the buckle and unfasten it and

and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged

to wolves and try to front me and surround me come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me (chorus) (busta rhymes) listen! sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and

The phone rings, it's a quarter to 9 I'm slippin' on some fresh kicks and jacket with matching lining My boys on the line and announcing the time and

to wolves and try to front me and surround me come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me (chorus) (busta rhymes) listen! sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and

to wolves and try to front me and surround me come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me (chorus) (busta rhymes) listen! sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and

own flesh and blood D) What I feel for you, babe, goes deeper than love D) In your arms I feel the strength of all that's true K) And when you say you

sick of the flesh Cant handle the flesh Live and die in the flesh All I need is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus [x2] [Jaz] Who I need as I plead the blood

and I can't tell Heaven and hell keep playing mind games [Verse 2:] From trials and tribulations I've developed a knack for patience So I'm camouflaged and