Streets I ran this whole town - Backstreets and all I wanted to leave there. But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued, I just couldn't move there
Streets I ran this whole town Backstreets and all, I wanted to leave there But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued I just couldn't move there
Traduzione: Jam. Dream Time.
corpse by the time ??? As if they're not already doing it Hard time! This yard is full of fantasy(?) If only you had the mouth to see Hard time! Where time
Ammesso pure che sia il cuore ammesso pure che sia cosi nella mia situazione cosa posso fare che aspettare di piu Ammesso pure che sia normale ammesso
heart makes for an interesting afternoon Go down to the beach Take of your shoes Run through the sand and let all my friends have the best time in their
then it's been 213 the hard way Rapping on the street corners, young as can be All the local groups called us Run-DMC Me? Warren G, I was Jam Master Jay
love the 'what?' That ain't nothin' but lust, they let us beat the guts You don't know me like that, that's why in God we trust Your fairy tale dreams
time" [Beastie Boys] "What's the time??" [Chuck D] "Time to get stupid!" [Beastie Boys] "What's the time??" [Schoolly D] "It's about that time" [The Time] "WHAT TIME
time??" [Schoolly D] "It's about that time" [Beastie Boys] "What's the time??" "Time to get stupid!" ([Chuck D] "At the sound of the tone") "What's the time
to the last swallow, only taint forever trained to get the last dollar, black flag scholar, Louis Vuitton don, a hundred for the watch, just waitin' for the right time
dog has it's day All night long Hollywood All night long Hollywood In time they'll build you up And then they'll bring you down Hollywood You're a dream
There is such a place tht creates such a melody Our world is but a land of a master jam, get up and dance It's time to chase your dreams Up out your seats
than a MaxiPad Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd So play like a midget and FORGET it Cause I put oil to the fire, like an arsonist when it comes time
Wall Street The King, but I don't dream I decree things I'm Supreme and My shekinah beams Out the whirlwind I'm vexed so I jet through the porthole Of time
Don't make such a fuss, you wanna roll with us You can't be so ambiguous, it's time to go crazy, it's time to go crazy, it's time to go crazy I said,
world we livin' in You ain't been here before well come on in You can thanks us...by making sure you come again Now you're welcome...and next time bring
