Lyrics:
That's pressure, don't leave a trace (boom, boom)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
klubie stawiam pewny krok dj gra aż trące czek bujna odwaga dobry lek
A po nim wiem że szczęście mam tu do koła tyle dam która wyrwać
Nie wiem sam za dużo
partirla y haciendo lo que te gusta
tanto yo di, tanto espere, mi meta ya trace
DJ ponme la música y rompámosla en la disco como es
Y si me caigo me levanto
klubie stawiam pewny krok dj gra aż trące czek bujna odwaga dobry lek
A po nim wiem że szczęście mam tu do koła tyle dam która wyrwać
Nie wiem sam za dużo
j'suis pire qu'en place
Mon DJ pass-pass je trace et m'précipite pour poser le
U comme urgent d'unir à l'unisson les différences des uns et des autres dans
and loud
Feel the vibe join the crowd
Swept in the rhythm's embrace
Every worry we erase
DJ spins a perfect trace
Lost in time in this space
Heart to heart
'n' roll lotta soul, he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase
That weren't no DJ
That was hazy cosmic
frozen I'ma die to see you ropin'
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I
I'm a die to see you ropin'
And when the M-C rhymin and the D-J spinin
I want y'all to just get down
Now while the M-C rhymin' and the D-J cuttin'
I'm a die to see you ropin'
And when the M-C rhymin and the D-J spinin
I want y'all to just get down
Now while the M-C rhymin' and the D-J cuttin'
frozen I'ma die to see you ropin'
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I
and the DJ cuttin'
I want why'all to JUST GET DOWN
Tap your toes and clap your hands
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on trace
frozen I'm a die to see you ropin'
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now while the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I
frozen I'm a die to see you ropin'
And when the M-C rhyme and the D-J spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the M-C rhymin' and the D-J cuttin'
I hate cd's, cd-records are fake,
where the fuck the DJ's gonna catch the break?
Only vinyl can make my rear shake,
yo MB, scratch the record for old
DMC
Funky fresh for 1983
Dj Jam-Master Jay
Inside the place with all the bass
He leaves without a trace
And he came here tonight to get on your
DMC
Funky fresh for 1983
Dj Jam-Master Jay
Inside the place with all the bass
He leaves without a trace
And he came here tonight to get on your
Get your Ben-City swag on
Dj keep this jam on
Get your Ben-City swag on
Dj keep this jam on
Yeah, me and Baby Brooks, you know it's trouble
Whatever
phones and bling and raves and weed (weed)
And pay up what you owe or else them boys will make you bleed
Seems to be DJ's and MC's and gold and Nike's
Bitch stay cold like freon
He like it when I put my shit on
I keep shit cool but not basic
Scam a nigga out his money no traces
Real life pretty
on moving... Hahahahaha...)
Mister DJ,
Je veux danser,
Sur le rythme qui me plaît et qui me distrait !
N'aie pas si peur de te lancer,
Suis ton instinct oublie
the stars
Under the snow and I followed this car
And I followed that car, through the sand
Through the snow, I turn on the radio
I listen to the DJ
Olala (kush)
Russe comme Poutine, Grec comme Lé', ola
Paris - Athènes, Athènes - Moscou
Moscou - Paris
DJ Weedim on the stove, chhh chhh chh
J'suis
niespełnione sny
Z czasów kiedy Pikuś Dog wygrywał Super MC
I kiedy tracę wiarę w siebie nie mam już siły
Kiedy apatia i depresja zaczną swój taniec
Myślami
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