Для нас потеха играть в куклы Вуду, Разливая воду, причиняя боль другим, Всё равно у них своя жизнь, Нам то чё? Постучим по дереву и плюнем Через плечо
And I'm standing up in my practice room I'm all alone Speaker's almost blown And my new Gibson amp Oh what the hell.... Things are not so different in
Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry But nothing's wrong you've got your prom dress on When they ask you'll say "it isn
Жребий брошен, я должен идти в бой первым, Со своим отрядом против римских легионеров, Стану частью истории, меня запомнят, Золотыми буквами в пишут имя
f/ Mark Curry, G. Dep, Loon [G. Dep] Yeah... Yeah, me and my man's and them We gon' blast off Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop Come on to the top, blast
Chorus: I've got a bad case of turning it up It's getting cold in here so fire it up I've got a bad case of turning it up It's getting cold in here so
Frei im freien Fall In meiner Wohnung bin ich Herr des Land's. Ich schreib `nen Brief an unbekannt. Ich bin im Bild es wird gezoomt. Mein
Everyone who casts a shadow seem to stand in the sun And when your step leaves a track you seem to be going on. I know myself... I know my shades...
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[G. Dep] Yeah... Yeah, me and my man's and them We gon' blast off Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop Come on to the top, blast off Yeah, yo Aiyyo, I take
[Jory:] Chek the flow Yo quiero tu abertura una aventura mami sin sensura Tu eres la cura para mi infeccion y tu estas dura Melasa pura Yo quiero darte
I feel tears welling up from down deep inside Like my heart's got a big break And a stab of loneliness sharp And painful that I may never shake You might
Blues Run the Game Lyrics Written by Jackson C.Frank Catch a boat to England, baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone
I tell you something isn?t right The way i?m feeling kept me up all night I fix myself another drink I guess that?s crazy i need time to think And all
(Verse 1) Listen baby, sometimes I know I be playin but set aside the bullshit, I'ma grown ass man. Whats to understand that I love to fuck, Can I hit
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Yeah, bust how we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul assassins, Cypress Hill joint Yo, we want everybody out there to throw their hands up So get
Well I've been a losin' gambler Just throwin' snake eyes Love ain't got me downhearted I know up around the corner lies My fool's paradise In just
