Lyrics:
zum Zieh'n und mach kaputt diesen Beat
Fans brüllen laut, spiel mal wieder alte Rockstah-Songs
Dann geh doch zu 'ner alten Rockstah-Show
R-O-C-K
Rap-Buis haben hier ne riesige Fresse
Das hier ist Rap-Rock n' Roll, gib mir den Beat: Heavy Metal
Du Pisser, während ihr am pennen seit kommen wir mit dem
l'iceberg, c'est pas du freestyle mec
T'es comme attaché à ma came, un genre de crystal meth
Le rock a perdu ses couilles, le rap a changé de sexe
Allez
soldiers, a busted rock 'n' roller
With a Johnny Cash head
Yeah he'd walk in with a smile, drink himself a Style
With the local blood he'd paint the town
settled myself
At the edge of the rock
Where confusion breaks
Don't be late
Oh. Try to obey your self-control
Can't call this place home
Try
life wit no limits
Got bout 10 rooms, no tenants
Rock bout 10 chains, so ignant
Call me Slick Rick you b***h
You see me shinin'
I just turned
douleur et la nuit
Y'a un autre truc qui m'branche aussi
C'est la musique avec des potes
On a fait un groupe de hard rock
On répète le soir dans une
of this shit and his righteous sacrifice
He pours another shot, of delusion
Her scent is the drug, he'll be back again
She sits on the rocks
you don't want to waste it
'Cause it's hotter than gold
I'm thinking that you and I need to rock the boat
'Cause if I'm not with you tonight
You'll be
gorgeous, lips insane
Hips like boom and a ass like bang
One tie for them boys on the block
All pushing that ying and that yang, you know
That D, that rock
She grooves with everyone - everywhere so openly
A tuck in Tantra town, un twist en Tunisie
and back on Royal Mountain she rock it hard with Diamond
and
I'll be some rock
Let me work the middle
Baby show me what you got
Let me, let me work the
Middle baby show me what you got
And everything will work itself out fine
Rock seasons are made of negatives
'Coz all you people see our dollar signs
I like to watch you watch yourself
Put that
mondes, je suis ta cible
On se battra tant qu'on vivra
Moitié rock et moitié samba
On ira au-delà des sons, sans équilibre
Vers la folie et la passion
rioting with peasants
Drinking cocktails and partying with rock stars
Throwing molotov cocktails at cop cars
I said it’s the return of the cult leader
money put it in my pocket
But I wanted to show you the way I really rock it
That real music, that real emotion
Them 80′s synths, that Billy Ocean
I know you’re weak, got lost in time
I dream a way so I can fly
There are stones on my legs
I can’t move aside, I got a rock on my chest
So heavy
conquer hate forever, yes we can
Ah, wholy holy, Oh Lord
We can rock the world's foundation
Yes we can
Better believe it
Wholy holy together and wholy
And I don't hang the flag on the biggest house on the block
But my home is full of Love, Solid as a rock
Repeat Chorus Section
Bridge Section
I bow my
the game but you don?t play by the rules
Like a rock, your heart grows colder
No more wonderin? what to do when the feeling?s gone
I had enough, call it
got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me
I love my baby like a school boy loves his pie
Like a Kentucky
You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy
The way you rock and roll
You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy
When we do the stroll
Come on, Miss Lizzy
Love me before I
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music
Everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you
more motherfuckin machines than a laundromat
Once again from the hilltops
It's your boy bill and boy do the boy bill rock (the homey's so in)
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