Letra de Johnny B
Yeah, we´re gonna keep droppin´ it, see, no stop,I told you, we´re ain´t gonna stop
If you´re ready, I wonder why?
We´re gonna do it a little something like this
If you´re ready, I wonder why?
We´re gonna do it a little something like this
Sit down, open your mind, here we go
Uh, check it
It´s time to bless you all with eternal hip-hop,dedicate my life to the lowremainders staying at the top
My rap-patters might be simple and form,
but I´m just gettin´ started, my styles look warm
I guess I should drop what I burned you here for,so bunkle up, I guess you ran for the door
A girl next door has been touch for years,
and understand why she can´t explain to her parents
strange things from beggining was going on in her home
Mammie, years just don´t know what she´s gone
a father figure missed, she was the power day by day
stocking this girl like carneval to clay,
she lied between the double and the deep blue scene
and he sensuane advine, even eternally,
teardrops of freedom are running down from my eye,
life is so unfear, I wonder why??
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin´ or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside
Yeah, c´mon, uh
Swing you back, to the problem and hand and understand
she need to learn and learn to take command
trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home
all alone she cries tryin´ to break the syndrome
Now bare whitness to this horrible scene
was the mean she was a fiend of yours, a friend of need
Where were you? When she need you the most
I think friends like you got to remains close,
I think she called you at eleven thirty,the night Johnny B, ya hands were getting dirty
I wish she would just reach out and tell her mother
a rebuild the face of this profame lover,
turn between silence and would see him fear
here´s a surious question while I pump it to your ear
Why people must suffer, struggle and cry,
before someone pays attention, I wonder why??
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside (I wonder why?)
And I wonder why I can´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside
Yeah, can you hear me? Turn me up!
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside
Uh, check it
It´s time to bless you all with eternal hip-hop,dedicate my life to the lowremainders staying at the top
My rap-patters might be simple and form,
but I´m just gettin´ started, my styles look warm
I guess I should drop what I burned you here for,so bunkle up, I guess you ran for the door
A girl next door has been touch for years,
and understand why she can´t explain to her parents
strange things from beggining was going on in her home
Mammie, years just don´t know what she´s gone
a father figure missed, she was the power day by day
stocking this girl like carneval to clay,
she lied between the double and the deep blue scene
and he sensuane advine, even eternally,
teardrops of freedom are running down from my eye,
life is so unfear, I wonder why??
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin´ or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside
Yeah, c´mon, uh
Swing you back, to the problem and hand and understand
she need to learn and learn to take command
trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home
all alone she cries tryin´ to break the syndrome
Now bare whitness to this horrible scene
was the mean she was a fiend of yours, a friend of need
Where were you? When she need you the most
I think friends like you got to remains close,
I think she called you at eleven thirty,the night Johnny B, ya hands were getting dirty
I wish she would just reach out and tell her mother
a rebuild the face of this profame lover,
turn between silence and would see him fear
here´s a surious question while I pump it to your ear
Why people must suffer, struggle and cry,
before someone pays attention, I wonder why??
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside (I wonder why?)
And I wonder why I can´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside
Yeah, can you hear me? Turn me up!
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry,
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside
CHERTOFF, RICK / BAZILIAN, ERIC M. / HYMAN, ROBERT ANDREW / , Y
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