eyes and helped me to find How could I've been so blind? How could I've been so blind? How could I've been so blind? You took my heart and You changed
Each and every single day I was throwing life away with questions Searching for a better way Always looking in the wrong direction My heart I could not
Traduction: Troisième Jour. Blind.
: Each and every single day I was throwing life away with questions Searching for a better way Always looking in the wrong direction My heart I could
Each and every single day I was throwing life away with questions Searching for a better way Always looking in the wrong direction My heart I could
my, name Will be synonymous with spittin game Slangin' 'caine, it ain't the same Niggas betta change Them 3 strikes will have ya stretched fo life Get arrested twice The third
? Of course, but keep watching your CNN The glitz, the glamor, all jokes aside If a sponsor pays enough, they'd turn a blind eye on third world genicide
I shed light and not skin I ain't from Europe Afro connects at the root of the retina of the third Mums the word when ya blind baby Blind to the fact
blue chip companies and blue-sky mines, We no longer choose sides we choose sidelines, Rich bleeding the kind, blind leading the blind, And history repeats
is my stage and I must perform to the best of my abilities yeaaaah muthafuckers talking away but we don?t care what they say we taking this day by day
On the first day, God created the earth and he saw that it was good On the second day, God created man and he saw that he was good On the third day
onna streets of Kingston where Was the art of the day (??) I choose the best my main competition And I'm always on top of my game So don't be blinded
Verse 1:] I've been inside every hip-hop circle you could imagine Gangster or Pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at rappin' I was strugglin' back in the day
Tut Between us is the pen, I write gems, the viking, see my white wings My sword of blind justice, I love my nine brothers [Tash Mahogany:] Third rail
prism of light but still blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third
is my stage? And I must perform to the best of my abilities, yeah Motherfuckers talking away, but we don't care what they say We taking this day by day
Some see a teacher Standing on a hill Speaking words of wisdom Some see a healer Reaching out his hand To give sight to a blind man Some see a dreamer
was gonna say something But my cell phone started to ring Now who could be callin' me? Well I checked my caller ID It was just cousin Larry callin' For the third
