Текст песни Everlast -  Today (Watch Me Shine) Feat. Bronx Style Bob   
                                        Everlast -  Today (Watch Me Shine) Feat. Bronx Style Bob слова песни 
                                    
                                    
                             
                            
                            
                                
     
 
                                                                     
Yesterday is just a dream I don`t remember 
Tomorrow, still a hope I`ve yet to endure 
I`m out of time 
I`m out of rhyme 
I`m out of reason 
Season`s change and leave me out in the cold 
The story`s old 
The tale been told by many a scholar 
Got a fistful of dollar 
And pocketful of love 
God above if you hear me cryin` 
I`ve tried to sell my soul 
But no one`s buyin` 
Lord, strike me down now if I`m lyin` Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike  
me down (X3) 
It`s gettin` cold 
It`s time for dyin` 
 
Come on and watch me shine 
Like the world is mine (check it out) today 
Come on and watch me shine (check it out) 
Like the world is mine today 
Watch me shine (check it out) 
 
Then the man was free from sin 
Bronx Style Bob: free from sin 
Cast the first stone then began the violence 
Bronx Style Bob: began the violence 
Let the man whose words ring true 
Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence 
Bronx Style Bob: through the silence 
Let the ones who lose their way 
Live to see just one more day in the sunshine 
Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa 
Let the one`s who choose to stray 
Recognize the price they`ll pay 
In their lifetime 
Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (X2) 
 
Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross 
You nail me down and you watch me bleed 
Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed 
So lay my head against the earth 
Plant my body like a seed 
Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed 
You can`t always get the things you want, love (check it out) 
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want 
You get what you deserve 
Or maybe what you need 
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you need 
So fill my hole with precious dirt, love 
Till the soil and part the weed