Ouvi, e os migues também, esta música várias vezes e em diferentes locais e situações. Depois de muito a ouvir, de ninguém saber quem eram os cantadeiros e da música ter sido, inclusive, intitulada "Beggin You" - por alguém que eu conheço mas que não vou dizer o nome para não criar atritos (né, Ti Focse?!?!) - aqui fica a letra e o clip para a multidão de leitores deste blog poder ouvir, cantar e, acima de tudo, ver a pinta dos moços. Sim, estou a referir-me aos 7 que lêem regularmente esta "pedrada no charco"!!
MADCON - Beggin
Oooooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
Ridin' high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything
Walked away, wonderin' then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
So ah, any time I need ya, let me go
Any time I feed ya, get me low
Any time I see ya, let me know
But I planted that seed, just let me go
I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin)
'Cause I don't want to lose (you)
I got my arms so spread
And I hope that my heart gets fed
Matter of fact, gonna beg
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin' over me
A broken man
But I don't know
Won't even stand the devils chance
To win my soul
What we doin'? What we chasin'?
What about 'em, why da basement?
Why me got good shit, don't embrace it?
Why to feel for da need to replacement?
Ya' on a runway track from the good
I want to paint in the pictures any way we could, react
Like the heart in a trash where you should
You done gave it away, ya' had it till you took it back
But I keep walkin' on
Keep rockin' dawns
Keep walking forward
Now the court is yours
Keep browsin' halls
'Cause I don't wanna live in a broken home girl I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
I'm fighting hard
To hold my own
I just can't make it
All alone
I'm holdin' on
I can't fall back
I'm just a con
'Bout to fade to black
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling
P.S.: Os moços chamam-se Tshawe Baqwa (Kapricon) - quase que era Capri-Sonne - e Yosef Wolde-Mariam (Critical)
MADCON - Beggin
Oooooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
Ridin' high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything
Walked away, wonderin' then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
So ah, any time I need ya, let me go
Any time I feed ya, get me low
Any time I see ya, let me know
But I planted that seed, just let me go
I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin)
'Cause I don't want to lose (you)
I got my arms so spread
And I hope that my heart gets fed
Matter of fact, gonna beg
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin' over me
A broken man
But I don't know
Won't even stand the devils chance
To win my soul
What we doin'? What we chasin'?
What about 'em, why da basement?
Why me got good shit, don't embrace it?
Why to feel for da need to replacement?
Ya' on a runway track from the good
I want to paint in the pictures any way we could, react
Like the heart in a trash where you should
You done gave it away, ya' had it till you took it back
But I keep walkin' on
Keep rockin' dawns
Keep walking forward
Now the court is yours
Keep browsin' halls
'Cause I don't wanna live in a broken home girl I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
I'm fighting hard
To hold my own
I just can't make it
All alone
I'm holdin' on
I can't fall back
I'm just a con
'Bout to fade to black
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling
P.S.: Os moços chamam-se Tshawe Baqwa (Kapricon) - quase que era Capri-Sonne - e Yosef Wolde-Mariam (Critical)
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