Tekster:
Ordinary Peoples One More Day

day the working people join together we'll all rest much more easy the responsibilty you must bear when it's your own future in your hands maybe a hard one

I wish we gave it one more try, one more try, one more try, one more try 'Cause everybody knows but nobody really knows Oh, I wish you'd understand Oh, just an ordinary

, some people call it a mental phase Nigga, I got a head but ain't no screws in it I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase Verse one

Here we are, two ordinary people in love We once were solitary people just crossing paths Looking for adventures to live on You and I, we have talked

in her path she feels wrong But inside insinuation couldn't be more wrong She presses on through the world every day with more rage And the day is like

many ways He was always fond of the sup And people say I'm fond of a drop myself Whatever drink comes my way, it's down it goes For fear that I might one day

the clock strikes 12 all hell breaks lose We are the people with the plots and we all kill you Dressed in black my name is shhh and I shall say no more

and on and on - It continues on until WE are the moderates. Right? When we are the moderates that's when we have a revolution. When ordinary people say

guys Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way You could mess around, get shot, die any day People die everyday all over bull shit, Dope money, dice game, ordinary