Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One
to your ideals? Even if you think nothing of it, Are you willing to allow others to think the world of it, And of you? Pedagogue of Young Gods. All
ever I scream Passion reigns in my veins When ever I die My soul flies high Whom the gods love die young Whom the gods love die young White and blue
Traduction: Royaume. Que les dieux aiment Die Young.
When ever I scream Passion reigns in my veins When ever I die My soul flies high Whom the gods love die young Whom the gods love die young White and
commit to your ideals? Even if you think nothing of it, Are you willing to allow others to think the world of it, And of you? Pedagogue of Young Gods.
There's plenty of food on the table Lots of love in the house The children all do what they're able to do We got so much to be happy about. I got a woman
boy Extra We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean? It's the ROC, since 9-6, you know we get busy Got the young lady by the name of Rihanna
tatted up, no doubt, no doubt (Islamic, won't matter to me I'm a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day) Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off
2Pac ---- Young Thugs in this motherfucker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Don't make enemies with me I Try to tell these motherfuckers they
this land I wonder how many mountains we'd move if we bent together Us priveleged Americans We pass our revisions onto the next generation We kneel to the Gods
line I feel you, on a far off distant land We fucked up, lets give ourselves a hand Its over. From the heavens look down Our footsteps, gods coming around