Tekster:
We The Kings The Story Of Your Life

you give me one chance to take your hand, I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life. The story of your life is unwritten, so put

you give me one chance to take your hand, I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life. The story of your life is unwritten, so put

you give me one chance to take your hand, I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life. The story of your life is unwritten, so put

Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse Don't bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd Now you're in style, end of the winter gets cold En vogue with your

we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes, All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you. Coming

an' times An' then we'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land We'll walk right up to the sun Hand in

off local but thanks to all the haters I know g4 pilots on a first name basis In your city faded off the brown nino She insists she got more class, we

anything I can ever do to better you your son was our king so we wont Corretta you, I'm writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids

know so much about these streets that I can walk them asleep You can't tell me shit about your hood, I walked on your beat I know your whole life story