Search results for days go by australian re mix by keith urban

We've found 245 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching days go by australian re mix by keith urban:


Albums:

A Tribute to Keith Urban [Tribute Sounds] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Keith Urban [1991] (Keith Urban) · Keith Urban (Keith Urban) · Keith Urban (Keith Urban) · Keith Urban (Keith Urban) · Karaoke: Keith Urban (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Keith Urban [Tribute Sounds] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Keith Urban/The Ranch (Keith Urban) · Keith Urban/Golden Road (Keith Urban) · Keith Urban (Keith Urban) – and 90 other albums »


***********************************************************************************************

NOTES:
"Matilda" - the backpack and associated gear used by livestock drovers and prospecters
In remote areas of the Australian outback.
"Swag" -
I'm not the star you are, the city's fallen far 
By mechanism, you're on my tip 
Stay off my penis, you've duplicated me for years 
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
your backyard

I can go to Europe, travel with my friends
I can blow a thousand deutsche marks
To get drunk in a pub with some Australians
Buy
are, the city's fallen far 
By mechanism, you're on my tip 
Stay off my penis, you've duplicated me for years 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you are the one
perspective but
It’s you I never get enough
We’re always far apart

We’ve got a vicious love
We mix our tears with blood
No clock will stop for us
It ticks by
You walked into the bathroom
To wash your troubles away
You always seem to go in there
About twenty time a day

I dropped you off at your
Born in the middle of an urban war
Staying out later than the street lights
In the days of ancient man
They had to fight to survive, because
to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers
But still we
today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn into gridlock

I don't know, is it a government plot?
I don't
busstation
Or I can take a plane
Give me a sek and I'll tell you how it went down

[Kool Keith]
I stayed in New York, depressed, walkin' mad through the block
Yo rock, cue me in
We, got, that, funk
Murray's, packed, with funk (you need to know)
We, got, the funk for yo' ass (let's go)

[Keith Murray]
'bout today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout hip-hop, when did it flip-flop
Get whack, and turn into gridlock
I don't know is it a government plot?
Sitting in my day care
It was day-glo painted
You see me I'm a drinker
You see me now I'm sainted
Chased by the plaintive
Haunted by the medium
and classified
I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide
It's all hypnotic and sanctified
I never want to let a bad day slip by

Now, we be getting
fall asleep
Staring at the mother-daughter clones go by
We're in a race against time
And time might be winning

And it's not going to take all day
and classified
I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide
It's all hypnotic and sanctified
I never want to let a bad day slip by

Now, we be getting
style is old, so unfold
Blossom, bloom, you got the room
So go ahead and consume
A new era, KRS-One comes better
Bite another lyric? never
Cos I'm
the box for the Mix-A-Lot slice (huh huh)

why'all ready to get busy? (huh huh!)
Now, buttermilk biscuits here we go
Zip the flour roll the dough
Clap your
Sitting in my day care, yard is deco painted
Blessed by the drink
Upon the corners where we've seen it
Chased by the planet
Haunted by the medium
Too
that brooklyn shit
It's the day

Yeah we gonna da that shit
We gonna give it to them in style right'
Yeah yeah

China, who we rock one for
Who we rock
pass it, get it girl
Breathe it in! Now let go!
(La la la la la la la la la)
Breathe it in! Now let go!
(La la la la la la la la la)

[Snoop Dogg]
you show it
Yeah you're bad, explosive
Go 'tell em bloggers, that they can quote me

You got that bomb bomb b-b-bang
That damn bootie clapping
So wassup?  You know we can't be havin that
Son there's rules you're supposed to go by, and this is my habitat
You say you're R-E-P-R-E,
told ya 

This means war, as if by Sister Souljah 

To think that the X would ever take a fall 

After gettin all of this, man you're crazy
crumble after the rumble
Urban souljah

Head it off, confident jet plane
Low fuel, escort it to the runway
Surely not gonna be a fun day
It's a gun