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Running Wild Man On The Moon

on the moon, the world of silence But it tells you all the secrets that it hides Man on the moon, prowler of the night Man on the moon, tell man the

Превод: Руннинг Вилд. Ман он тхе Моон.

so on, some people are bashful Some people just love to get their flow on (They flow on) So here goes one to grow on I'ma go on and on and on till the

It's coming on the end of August Another summer's promise almost gone And though I heard some wise man say That every dog will have his day He never mentioned

treasure I'm still wild, still Tical, still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual Sing a song a six street, pocket full of chits Too many rappers be on

've read the writing of the smoke and breast-fed on the sound of drums I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild, To run the gauntlet

could feel the same as me We didn't have to fight On the other side of town Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Running with the

could feel the same as me We didn't have to fight On the other side of town Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Running with the boss

of the moon Closing up the gates of the city The wind it plays a wild tune Don't you put a lock on your window Don't you put the bar on your door Don