On vient te dire qu'il y a quelqu'un qui t'aime Que ce rideau va resoudre tes problemes Qu'en plus tu vas voir Bataille et Fontaine Une fois dans le
[Andre Nickatina] Sometimes I feel like I'm caught in a verse Or I'm Bobby Fischer but nobody cared to search Can't look my mother in the eye no mo'
En upprorstid nu kommer Vi alla vantat pa Nu nalkas upprorstider Som ingen kan ra pa Men vi skola er ej minna Tiderna som var For nu skall vi ta over
Rolling out of bed another piss drunk Tuesday He's stumbling out and looking for a fight Go one more round with jack and crown, knocked out It's to
Chorus: Praise ye the Lord Praise God in His sanctuary Praise Him in His mighty heaven Praise ye the Lord (2x) Let everything that hath breath
Stretched my skin and dried Sewed myself up and filled to the neck with wine Still we lie. Back's to hell facing the moonlight. Has the well run dry?
paradis pour lui C'etait un jardin sous la pluie Salma ya salama je te salue ya salama Salma ya salama je reviendrai bessalama Salma ya salama je te salue ya salama Salma
(feat. Bobbito) Kick a dope verse and then we ghost [x4] [Kool Keith] I got a brand new Ford, bright orange-yellow pickup truck Cruising around like
(Colonna Sonora Film "Questa notte e ancora nostra") . . .E adesso che si fa? Ma sei davvero mia? Vorrei portarti via ma poi. . . ma poi restiamo
Ich kam zur Welt und habe festgestellt: Ohne Mobil geht man sehr viel. Geist und Esprit verspurte ich nie Mein erstes Wort war "Auto", das zweite war
masso schiavo per schiavo comunista per comunista La domenica delle salme non si udirono fucilate il gas esilarante presidiava le strade la domenica delle salme
Glory to God in the highest! Glory to God! Glory to God! Glory to God in the highest! Shall be our song today; Another year's rich mercies prove His
And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think
Hopped off the boat, I am such an immigrant why he get Nicki Minaj, tatted on his ligament? wait, just for the record get wetter then fishermen pull
And My Grill Is Ill Ice Bright White Light Ya Lil? Did I Do That Throwin Up Signs Like Im With A Frat Eagle Street Bitch See Me When Ya Wanna Find Me
"Uh. What?! What?! Uh." Street dreams are made of these Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki Everybody
This is how a dream becomes a nightmare From throwing smiles to playing with your hair To pretending I'm a stranger And my neck is stiff from looking
