be? You made a cry to the underground Are you there? I looked and saw that they were still around But do you care? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there
Are you there (Are you there) Are you there (Are you there) Are you there (Are you there) Are you there (Are you there) Are you there (Are you there) Are you there
Preklad: Amerika. Are You There.
and we'll be there by morning No tomorrow waiting 'round the bend Singing, ?Good morning, America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son
long Thank y'all for ridin' with a nigga As we continue on, you are now listenin' to the sounds Of the world famous, you know my name, you know my name
all men are created equal And they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights That among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness Oh, say, can you
em 'Cuz y'all are players, to run DMC who kept rap alive When rap was about to take a dive You know what I'm sayin'? You are the kings of rock Peace out y'all are
fuck up Are you my friend? Hell no, you're a racist You say you got one black friend, so you're in Sorry homie, no win Check the facts Mexicans are still
like, you know, that's all bullshit, you know They say slavery has been abolished except for the convicted felon You'll need to think about that That lets you
thing, think I'm lyin', you're mistaken You can find long lines and all kinds of bitches your way And when we touchdown There's no need to ask me, okay
the beat in this dirty town Downtown the young ones are going Downtown the young ones are growing We're the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America
we are, we are still in reach You got to chance to make it and you got a freedom of speech Say what you wanna, tell 'em how you feel There may be a
. Living in America Hit me Living in America Living in America I live in America Not yet I live in America Living in America Eat your heart out Living
to the stars for you I pray that you're alright Hey mister, send my baby home This December I don't wanna be all alone Oh, Christmas in America I need you
are gone, when the cameras move on Oh, people come on tell me where is your Kingdom of Heaven? Where is your faith, where do you put your fear? Do you
