Russia In the summer of '43 And as we drove the Germans back I really believed that God was listening to me We howled into Berlin Tore the smoking buildings down Raised the red
Traduction: Waterboys, le. Blues Armée rouge.
Russia in the summer of '43 And as we drove the Germans back I really believed That God was listening to me We howled into Berlin tore the smoking buildings down Raised the red
me on the blank runs, the next time it's double Fuck stunting but if you want, Boss'll teach you how to hustle [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Some of my partnas ride blue, some of my partnas ride red
The mailman tried to stop me, but I picked up a rock He got the bone HE GOT THE BONE! Police screech around the corners with they red and blue lights
you buried jazz Cause we stopped bein whores, stop doin floors So bitch you can fight your own wars So if you see a man in red white and blue gettin janked
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted, They quietly understand Once happy turquoise armies
fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted, They quietly understand the once happy turquoise armies
flip curbs Wake up then something happenen here It just wasnt too clear, He was liven confused Used to break all the rules, used to eat all the blues
ain't broke You ain't tryin to see how far that black backlane go No call me pacman you ghosts is blue I got my red river rubies and my oceans blue Jewlery
guns in the party Waves, braids, and boldly, Trademarks to army Is that Horse it must be I heard he husky Yeah, there go jungle eyes red Looking for
's Keep an eye on my enemies Snoop and Silkk In da back of the Lac With that AK In da blue tint, with a infer-red Mother fucker gonna die tonight That
Freedom Start ringin?? her bell And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue Justice
tree wah fi war me so mi send fi mi army bullets a spray dem like itsy miaki nuttin with gleaner so mi disguise ina camouflage blue suit and red semi
nephew gave it to me for three bags Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks with the I'll army Shake feds, play dead, yo
Raise your head, meagerest of fledglings And breathe in deep and cease to cry For life it beats within you to fix upon the sky And fix upon the sky and
