We're lost on the run Without any tears we are gliding Into the sun Ready to follow the call of fame We aren't the ones to die Far from home we are strangers
We' re lost on the run Without any fears we are gliding Into the sun Ready to follow the call of fame We aren't the ones to die Far from home we are
Traduction: Freedom Call. Call Of Fame.
Fire like the fire flower, flyer than the super feather Superman with two propellers, enter that, ninja rap You can call it Super Shredder, boss scene, Ross theme You can call
Cause lady liberty is a hypocrite she lied to me Promised me freedom, education, equality Never gave me nothing but slavery And now look at how dangerous you made me Calling
the dark side of life The man they called El Lute And he wanted a home just like you and like me In a country where all would be free And then freedom
[Chorus] She said she's born to be wild And she can't be tamed All she wants in life is fortune and fame So she keeps on moving Moving right along Even
You were God from the outset, powerful and creative You had sought us here before You called all the stars and the earth to existence You are God, You
like the fire flower, flyer than the super feather Superman with two propellers, enter that, ninja rap You can call it Super Shredder, boss scene, Ross theme You can call
("Nas is . . ." -Nas) 7x [Nas] Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap
rocks rebounding Let the war cry sounding Summon all at Cambria's Call The haughty for surrounding Men of Harlech on to glory See your banner famed
to represent me!-The warm up! Yea, the warm up!-yea the warm up (This is, the warm up!) Verse Two Ay, look heaven or hell, you choose Freedom or jail
of the game Government chain, breakin off the slavery chain From a weddin to a funeral, it's pleasure and pain Guns, gangs cock back, ready to aim Call
make it look like heaven in this hell hole. thats just how it is huh drop a little cheese on em. i see e on her i see me on her.Call yo friend a bitch
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein' born Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain
're probably gonna have to kill me. I can't be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
