Я не знаю почему.. Улетела на луну.. Показала красный свет.. На ближайшие сто лет Изменила номер свой Отключила городской Все подруги говорят, Что мне
Ты перестал быть честным - это не интересно, скользить по лезвию. За целый год не слышал ничего о крышах, Которую ищу. Мой фоторобот намного лучше оригинала
37 и 7 внутри, И неважно, что снаружи... Это правила игры, И их соблюдая, он не знает,что ей нужен... От случайных встреч болит... Слева точно бьют разряды
2009! Geez Yeah, this be that old school type shit Yeah, that Blaxploitation shit Afro picks, Cadillac whips We gon' hit you like Truck Turner with the
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky Since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut t-shirt Runs
(Music: T. Mewes; Lyrics: Marta Jandová) Look out In the morning And you never see the sky You know it Already It is boring you to fly I want
Am I a freak in the darkness Or am I a misfit You speak with opinions To seek in so deep But it's alright Well your just an illusion Confused by your
Am I a freak in the darkness Who am I a misfit You speak with opinions To seek in so deep But it's alright Well your just an allusion Confused by your
You were a scar the day you made out and proclaimed your point of view Youc??e not a fool, just did it your way and didnc?? give a damn what others might
Trap door in every step Truth is I can't connect Move along I work in stages Where you at It looks like cages See a little, see a lot Come around see
1: Azzlacks sterben jung, meine welt ist dunkel, guck am horizont siehst du selten sterne funkeln, horst du die bullen, kannst du sie sehen, kaschen
He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night But he doesn't really exist He spends his weekends with a load of blokes
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs a
[Intro: Inspectah Deck] 2009!! Geez Yeah, this be that old school type shit Yeah, that Blaxploitation shit (Afro picks, Cadillac whips) We gon' hit you
Trap door on every step Truth is I can't connect Move along I work in stages Where you're at It looks like cages See a little, see a lot Come around see
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