me We are family And now we are gonna do are own thing Sing We are family I've got all my angels with me We are family And now we are gonna do are own
Käännös: Kukaan enkeli. We Are Family (Angel Style).
Käännös: Kukaan enkeli. We Are Family.
that's down to ride with me Here's the deal, can I get a witness? It's deeper than survival Who am I? My brother's keeper? Yeah, I be clutchin' on my
even know my own family tree Lord? We are the next generation, we ain't scared to die The only thing I fear is the after life 'Cuz I don't know what's
Los Angeles... Ah?? por la Pico y la Figueroa... [Translation:] Hello...how's it going?... Great, great, that's good, that's good... Ok, what we were
i'm gettin hood love And i aint even talkin street shit Young angel, young lie and im done tryin I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' cause im buyin' It's on
millennium You can't play with nobody's mind Man Deliberately messing up a good thing Or holding up a grind And You already knowing life's a big fight
stop it So what the fuck can I do to make a profit? Catch a flight to St. Louis That's cool 'cause nobody knew us We stepped off the plane Four gang
Answer all questions, and that's your first lesson On stayin' alive In South Central, yeah, that's how you survive Hi this is Elaine again Are you enjoying
we are Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar Tours with P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Boys Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys Whisperin' hate inside my brother's
outta my home at 17 (Live 4 love) (Get outta here!) A real family, now what does that mean? (Live 4 love) Don't nobody know the trouble I've seen (Live
bitch We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia
all on me their soul to keep And if I die before I wake I pray to God he's up there waitin With an army full of angels strapped with gats cause I'm defying
is fabulous? (Yo honestly, if your man Steve really talks like that... uh, that's not really normal... Yeah, that sucks... Yeah, it's pretty bad... Nobody's
balcony down And we'd say. "Okay, boys... we're goin' home, but before we go here's a few more partin' shots!" And this... this we did in perfect unison
begins (chorus) what's gonna happen when you time runs out whacha gonna do where are you gonna go now who are you gonna see when you time runs out who
in my mother's eyes and I know if I die I'm gonna hurt my mother's soul And she's all what a player got but she's gotta understand I got love for my