I wonder will I win or will I lose Most come down, familiar ground a safer veiw No more concerned with if they win or if they lose The journey must
will I win or will I lose Most come down, familiar ground a safer veiw No more concerned with if they win or if they lose The journey must be made
Tercüme: Earth Wind And Fire. Kazanmak Veya Lose.
wonder will I win or will I lose Most come down, familiar ground a safer veiw No more concerned with if they win or if they lose The journey must be
ning, invite-ting I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean, devotion 'cause I'm The Earth, Wind, and Fire
-ning, invite-ting I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean, devotion 'cause I'm The Earth, Wind, and Fire
clarity What strange prizes these battles bring These hectic joys, these weary blues Puffed up and strutting, when I think I win Down and shaken, when I think I lose
clarity What strange prizes these battles bring These hectic joys-these weary blues Puffed up and strutting when I think I win Down and shaken when I think I lose
ning, invite-ting I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean, devotion cuz I'm The Earth, Wind, and Fire
for clarity What strange prizes these battles bring These hectic joys-these weary blues Puffed up and strutting when I think I win Down and shaken when I think I lose