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When footsteps from that Sunday march faded out into the dark
The melody blows in to ease the pain
Two thousand years and we re still here fighting over the same old fear
The muddy steps of hate can t stand this rain

I ll stand up on this stage as if it was my altar
I ll face down all this rage and no, I will not falter
Say I m good enough to play but not good enough to stay
In your heart

The mat on the floor says welcome, the sign on the door says no
Says No coloreds allowed unless you re playing in the show
Well I ve never seen a color except the ones up in the sky
When I see this kind of hatred I die a little inside

I ll stand up on this stage as if it was altar
I ll face down all this rage and no, I will not falter
Say I m good enough to play but not good enough to stay
And when you finish your song boy you ve got to be on your way
But if I m good enough to play then I m good enough to stay
In your heart

This one s for the Godfather, Duke, Ella, and the Count
And for all those who fought their way here no matter the amount
For all of God s children walking through dumpsters in the back
Had to finish their show and leave just because their skin was black

They stood up on the stage as if it was their altar
They faced down all the rage and no, they did not falter
They were good enough to play but not good enough to stay
And when they finished their songs boy they had to be on their way
They were good enough to play and somehow they ve always stayed
In our hearts

And if I m good enough to play then we ve got to find the space
In our hearts

I just called
To tell you a secret
The crossroads of our love’s
Where we still meet

But I see your love is aching
And I don’t know what to do
‘Cause I think my heart is breaking
Tell me how it...

Ja żyję tak jak chcę więc wypierdalaj
Widocznie nadajemy na zupełnie innych falach
To moja sprawa a nie twoja frajerze
Jak ja żyję,co robię i w co wierzę!
Na co dzień to jak ja tworzę i zarabiam, chuj ci do tego że BMW a nie trabant
W mym garażu stoi, wiem że to cię boli
Skręca...

C e la luna mezza o mare
Mamma mia m ho maritari
Figlia mia a cu t ho dare
Mamma mia pensaci tu
S iddu nun e lu musicante
Iddu vai, iddu vene
Sempe lu strumento a mano tene
Se ci piglia a fantasia
Lu strumento figlia mia

Oh, mamma zooma zooma baccala
Oh,...

Chorus:
Beatbox and
Turntables,
Few tracks and
Microphoneaye!

I say I m back dakety digedy daca like a sacka
Black blacety hakety haca daca wacka
Play with your tongue diga daga waga say, yo
I gotta lyrics like bullets in the...

Its gonna be another lonely night
One more and I m gonna die
Wired out waiting for the sign
Coz your a risk and I m borderline

All I know is I ve been sitting with this fire and it burns inside
Man if you want me to walk your line then dont stop at...