Voel me gevangen, zo dicht bij jou Verdwaal in verlangen, naar jou Jouw blik die mij diep aanraakt ?n Snaar die nog nooit is geraakt Wat zijn m?n dromen
Hier ben je veilig hier dicht bij mij weet dat je altijd mijn enige blijft. Weet dat ik nooit echt ver zou zijn zelf in mijn droom waarin ik verschijn
Diep in het donker Kruipt de stilte dicht bij me Jouw schaduw is als adem voor mij. Jij zoekt naar een reden Breekt net het verleden Laat los en blijf
Kijk naar mij, laat je ogen zeggen wat ik zei, laat je lippen voelen hier op mij. Een met mij, met jou armen om mijn zij, voel ik jou zachte wang langs
voice of the voiceless You'll never silence the voice of the voiceless You'll never silence the voice of the voiceless You'll never silence the voice
: Through steel walls Your voice blastin' on True rebel my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set all tha prairie fires on Make tha masses
Through steel walls Your voice blastin' on True rebel my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set all tha prairie fires on Make tha masses
[In a high falsetto voice] Uncle Marshall! Will you tell us a bedtime story? [regular voice] Here we go... Now once upon a time not long ago There was
(C. Porter) [Recorded April 30, 1963, Los Angeles] I've got you under my skin. I've got you deep in the heart of me. So deep in my heart that you're
give my kida Robbie interrupts: No money! Jackson; didn't think so {at the concert} [this is the life] Hannah: THANK YOU LOS ANGELES! Hannah: Hey Joh
[airline attendant] This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis Thank you [Ice Cube] Damn
s Empires Are Tomorrow?s Ashes" on soviet red vinyl It?s going on the wall next to "Tubthumper" and "The Battle Of Los Angeles" Of Los Angeles
under the streets! Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the middle class! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles
while If U could just learn 2 smile U and I could fly away, fly away" Yeah... CHORUS Maybe, maybe, maybe I could learn 2 love I mean the right way, Los Angeles
mysterious rivers of tears under the streets Holy the lone juggernaut, holy the vast lamb of the middle class Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion Who digs Los Angeles is Los Angeles
s Empires Are Tomorrow's Ashes" on soviet red vinyl It's going on the wall next to "Tubthumper" and "The Battle Of Los Angeles" Of Los Angeles
art thou Can-i-bitch? Please tell me what happened with That style that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Are you from Los Angeles New