Where you ain't belong Shout, scream your hearts out Don't let nobody take you down Where you ain't belong, yeah It's your time to shout So shout,
belong Shout, scream your hearts out Don?t let nobody take you down Where you ain?t belong Shout! It?s your time to shout So shout! It?s your time shout
Vertaling: Black Tide. Skree.
in this storm like birds over sails. III I have caught the dead again: I click my eyes And there they are, mercurial ghosts, formed And moving; so the dead do move, and shout
changing Day by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last!
changing day by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last
lads broke out one evening Climbed through the wire and down the lough beside We spied some fishers in their long boats Casting nets out on the silvery tide
night on fire Lost a lot of people as the day begun Who lit the funeral pyre? On an elevator in the heart of town Someone make somebody scream Black
P-A-T One hundred, yeah, that's me If you don't recognize, you gon' see I'm a straight-up trill OG In a black-on-black-on-black Cadillac, like a Mack
the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out0 The rich and poor, black and white got need
the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out) The rich and poor, black and white got need
day I die I'm a shockwave and I'll take your fuckin life Don't mess with me I'm a shockwave ready to kill [2x] [Solo (Gabriel)] Shout
becomes the west On dirty New York sidewalks Homeless sleeping in a box Veteran all strung out Is asking for spare change Shouts a curse to those who pass him Poor old black
Voice in the Dark! Yami no ~FORIA~ Shinju no kizuna ubae Voice in the Dark! Saa! Hajimaru utsukushiku karei na SHOU Voice in the Dark! Uta ni nosete
it in the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out) The rich and poor, black and white got
big dawgs All my ma Mothafuckin Bosses niggas who callin the Shots shout out to my nigga j money Hoodrich official this one rite here Brand new from the black
