he's not the same Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no See him stare Not recognizing
they know he's not the same Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no See him stare Not recognizing
he's not the same Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no See him stare Not recognising
Traduction: Sinead O'Connor. Méprisez pas sa simplicité.
Hero But U must understand If I'm 2 be your Super Hero U must give me half a chance Listen 2 my band I am born unto pverty and fear I am scorned yet
in grease. I's free now, thanks to yo', Massa Lincoln, emancipator of the slaves. Yeah, yeah, yeah, emanci-mother-fuckin-pator of the slaves. Four score I said four score
the clauds of lies and fear In silent moments it comes near: In my deepest hour of darkness They will shine. (feel my scorn) endlessly. (The sword
defeat, surrender, retreat So we strugglin fightin' to eat And we wonderin When we'll be free So we patiently wait for that fateful day Its not far
be bleak Accept no defeat, surrender, retreat So we strugglin fightin' to eat And we wonderin When we'll be free So we patiently wait for that fateful day Its not
the door. The souls of men and women, impassioned all. Their voices climb and fall; battle trumpets call. I fill the bath and climb inside, singing. He will not
My homies murdered execution style runnin in the drug house what was supposed to be a easy hit - now shit is flipped cause niggaz died over bullshit - it's not
like an animal i'm caged up in state prison my niggas dissin' cause hell have no fury like a woman scorn A cemetary full of mothafuckers got not
on my pac-vit They wouldn't know a motherfucker if he didn't have shit So while I'm ballin and kickin up dust Get your score fresh Bitch made niggas know not
men are created equal. [President Barack Obama] There is not a liberal America and a conservative America - there is the United States of America. [President John F. Kennedy] My fellow Americans: ask not
... lalalalaleno... Fewer died than the Iroquois, but we're worse off than Quebecans, You must think... lalalalaleno... Whether in Peking or in Paris, some still scorn us, They like for our folklore, but not