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
Oversettelse: Freedom Call. Call Of Fame.
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
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
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.
me I got crunk in the game niggas knew my name Smoke grey gold trim big daddy grill 16 in a 7-7 Seville Hillwood the place I gain my fame Back in '86
You were God from the outset Powerful and creative You who saw us here before You called All the stars and the earth to existence You are God, You are
we have heard your call Prophecies will become reality By mounds and plains you'll destroy the enemies Osyrhia's light will shine once again Gods of war, lands of freedom
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
in the Stone of the contemporary eclipse I'm incredibly exhausted You can't imagine, got my warm spirit stuck in my teeth, I'm obsolete Freedom freedom freedom
I'll say it again in the land of the free: Use your freedom of choice, freedom of choice. Freedom of choice it's what you've got Freedom of choice...
he's lost his love an' his grief was gall, in his heart he wanted to leave it all An' lose himself in the forests tall, but he answered instead his country's call
about fortune and fame Jump in the game and you expect my life to change I looked up to all the ghetto superstars Shit, I used to trip when they call
