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Run Run Run (Phoenix) · Dog Catcher (Run Run Run) (Hot Bananas) · Run Run Run (Phoenix) · The Joker Went Wild/Run, Run, Look and See (Brian Hyland) · Run Boy Run EP (Woodkid) · Run Baby Run [UK] (Sheryl Crow) · Run Devil Run (Paul McCartney) · Run Rudolph Run (Keith Richards) · Run Rabbit Run (Osso) · Run Devil Run (Paul McCartney) – and 90 other albums »
Snuff the punk I'm gettin' tired of you chump Bass in your face You'll get a taste fo the P.O.D. funk When I say punk or chump I don't mean you
Jak bardzo wiele mamy lat Pod tą leszczyną. Pod tą leszczyną. Ciągłością umęczony świat I czyją winą? Czyją winą? Tak w siebie zapatrzeni
Olympics All the oxygen has run out And someone who will not be named Accidentally hit self-destruct As you file to your escape pods I'll
Blizzards reign the fires by The pod their cold heat set ablaze my Burning soul embodiment at least A fear rises the storm clams the choirs
Surrounded by the angels of God Step to the realm where evil reigns We are soldiers prepared for war With the power to speak his name Satan with his legion
not do or say But I'm driven by a passion Is it only there to tame? It fills my heart and it calls my name and This world that you made for us I
If you're dead make a sound I can put my ear to the ground And sing a long now Sing a long now We were peas in a pod Gotta thank almighty god
There ain't nothing that can't be done By me and God Ain't nobody come in between me and God One day we'll live together Where the angels trod
Distant country My share of the estate Poison Stomach Is filled with Pig pods No longer worthy To be called your son But papa runs to me And in
best friend I can tell by the wind somebody's gettin' ready to bend They lifestyle's bout to end I'm in these African cabs on stores run by
Przychodzi czasami do głowy Ta myśl Że można by tak zacząć Inaczej żyć Mieć chęć do pracy I żyć inaczej I lepiej niż dotąd, kto wie, Kto wie?
it breathes? I find greatness in the tree, that grows against all odds It blossoms in darkness, and gives birth to promising pods I was that tree
Me and my, me and my, me and my, Me and my, me and my friends Like two sweet peas In an even sweeter pod That's my friend And my friends named
[Dogs barking] [Cop] there they are [Bizzy] Shit..come on nigga come on nigga run for it nigga make.. [Cop] Freeze motherfucker! [Bizzy] Shit...
As the couples go parading by on a sunday stroll All they talk about what makes loves `tisn´t like it´s told Cause they don´t match up like salt
where you are? You can escape this, by someone else Your lover? Run to me, run to me My special one, run to me Run to me, run to me My lover strange Run
Orbiting pods, underwater domes We fill our tanks with oxygen to step outside our homes Once it was hard, now it's just routine And I can't tell
alone On this lost city of Mars Have grown alone Among glass and stolen cars The pylons hum Geckos run Conveyor belts hum Stars tumble To the foot
are the liiiight The calm in the day Senior year abroad I ripped The pea out of the pod In store for three months Of exile in spain Where was
run, rabbit, run. Run rabbit - run rabbit Run! Run! Run! Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun! He'll get by without his rabbit pie So run
, run away The world is too obsessed By the continual quest For the fountain of youth They will never find And time is the avenger But why
Love is mind games Love is mind games She complains, you listen nice Then get's P.O.'d by your advice She waits until it's time for bed
brought me here, Droppin' piece to the double glock Ready when the trouble knocks pop pop ya pistol now, If a nigga want to run up gun up Put him
[Verse 1] I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble Packin a Smith & Wesson Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin You can tell that I'm evil By
[Layzie] Let's all get lifted Split the swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty Now, I've been smokin' out all day long, P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's