this my land This is my land When young men die in glory And for freedom take their stand May they sing this same proud story This is my land When
Translation: Roy Orbison. This Is My Land.
(Jean-Louis Aubert/Lokua Kanza) Ne pars pas Ne te retourne pas Ne pars pas Je suis avec toi Ici est ta nouvelle vie Maintenant si tu dis oui C'est ma
der Stadt im Häusermeer und die Menschen um mich die so reden wie ich ja sie alle versteh'n es wenn ich sing': Dieses Land ist mein Land hier
late for him to make it out the hood legally Ridin around doing my thing Is it too late to be tryin to live dreams Turn them up real Reality is just a technicality And so is
can't! But on another note, this ain't just another note This is more than a rap - this is more of an oath And I know you're wondering what this letter is
street I hear them say "there she goes, that crazy girl she thinks she's something in this world" So I'mma close my ears and dream 'cause life is never
is believe the impossible And wish upon my magic mirror Believe in miracles, so dreamers always dream forever, forever Possibilities in your hand, Adventures waiting far off land
feel right in this moment She looks down on you From angel's land Her tender hand is caring 'Cause a mother's love will never end Daddy, tell me what is
put my hands up, they're playin' my song The butterflies fly away I'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!" Movin' my hips like "Yeah!" Got my hands up, they're playin' my
down and eat a bite We'd love to see your children and Laura Mae" He shook his head real slow And spoke with his eyes so can This is another place and
't even get into the music on the streets they say hip hop is dead naw its up north with me I could do this all day its a part of my routine but supper
need to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my
, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit Pop
feel me? My father was wrong They say, I'm wrong, so they say So they say Ha ha, come on It's like this right here To all my niggas, check this out
My click is in it 'til it's over, never sober Bustin' over, layin' Elaine with the cane and the Rover Pray to Jehovah for the nigga with the Ruger The
right behind me All these heartless fools is steady comin' after my P So many phony niggaz lovin' to hate Sean So many cheddar niggaz comin' after my cheese Is it my