Lyrics:
toucherait les? Mes
La presse est l? Pour couvrir le drame
Mais qui se doute du pi? Ge qui se trame
Ub40: Got to be safe if you want to be free
Nuttea: Got
life
Hey there
Where you going with that UB40 in your hand
I said "Hey there"
All through this green and pleasant land
I'm going down
of those in Castle Slum
We'll never live a life of junky-headed jeopardy
We'll burn the UB40s made up by me
Made up by me
It's nothing that'll happen
When
their lives
Like they don’t belong (uh!)
Sometimes I don’t know who I am
I was born in the East side, grew up in the Westside,
Influenced by
know got a job for life but still ends up with a sack. I think Santa's being naughty, keeping it all to himself. He don't need no UB40 he got
my best life
Still get live I got bands no Westlife
Gyal wanna TakeThat
Don't have a Queen coz I'm Cold when I Play her
Then I cut no bread knife
Never
comes from the ghetto like us
Woza Friday lets get high on life like reggae nights
Sipping on punch drunk love that UB40 red red wine
Thank god it's
J'ai le coeur meurtri, je n'ai plus de patrie
Sinon celle d'un peuple banni
D'un système où l'amour est un luxe
Seen? UB40, Nuttea
Cover up with
the blame put the blame on me
And I could put the blame put the blame on you
No matter what we say and no matter what do
Nothings gonna change til we both
The unspoken schemes, the freedom that folds
The life that you live, until you get old
A play to reenact that someone has sold
Didn't take time for me
Demons don't let me take breaths
Let me expose all the creatures
I never ever even chose death
But I'm surrounded by preachers (Surrounded by preachers)
it on the night
Don't blame it on me
Don't blame it on me
Blame it on the night
Don't blame it on me
Don't blame it on me
Blame it on the night
on!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
n´I live,I live on!
I don´t blame u,wouldn´t blame u.
Tried to save me,couldn´t save me.
I don´t blame u,wouldn´t blame u.
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
promised myself never to love another man, another man
You promised you love me, love me, love me
You promised you'll stay, you'll stay
But I don't feel
spaghetti
Because of you
I get advice and it's for free
And I ain't never have to worry bout you judging me
It's your fault
Momma, I blame you
My daddy,
spaghetti
Because of you
I get advice and it's for free
And I ain't never have to worry bout you judging me
It's your fault
Momma, I blame you
My daddy,
tie
Took a chance, now I'm ballin' off the street life
It's just in me, my nigga
Don't blame me, blame the ghetto, that's where I'm livin', my nigga
Look at me
Look at me
Don't tell me love dont love me no more
My Eyes
They really cried
I know you tried
I know you cried
Im innocent as pure
tears
I'm trying to live like I should
Well I'm waiting for it
(I don't wanna blame myself, blame myself, blame myself)
I'm trying to live like I should
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
I can't be the one to blame
(Don't blame me for this
Don't blame me for this
Don't blame me for this oh no)
(Beem)
Oh no you know
You know
You was
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
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