Lyrics:
voz incandescente
Como as lavas de um vulcão
Mas você petrificou
Tudo, tudo que queimava
Trate de se resolver, pois agora
'To cantando mais que
One twenty-fourteen. It was a whole world ago
Shit was hitting the fan so rapidly but none of us was in the know
I had Korn in my headset and a whole
on a weather-beaten shack, a little fishing boat near by with "High Heels" written on the back.
Ooo. Ooo. Ummm. Um!
High heel shoes on the floor beside
by quiet streams
And a window that looks out
On Corcovado
Oh, how lovely
Um cantinho, um violão
Esse amor, uma canção
Pra fazer feliz
A quem
Trust in me, baby, give me time, gimme time, um gimme time
I heard somebody say, oh, "The older the grape
Sweeter the wine, sweeter the wine"
Fick'n ist wie Sport
Koka aus'm Benz, werf die Flinte nicht ins Korn
Wir komm mit Schlagstöcken- Sicherheit geht vor
Mit 'ner Kippe hinter'm Ohr Nigga,
Minha life eu só queria explica-la num gig
Não procuro trouble mas ele é bem vindo
Habituado ao struggle a street é um ringue
Vida é mais dark que
music
Except, maybe Helen
And um, I liked the lyrics so much I started singing my own tune to it, you know
The first thing that come to my mind
Hey,
Um I don't want to do wrong
But you've been gone baby so long
And I hope I hope you'll understand
That it's really, it's really oh yes it is
It's
trink ich bis vier (ja-ja), ah
Nein, ich bin niemals genug, egal, wie viel ich tu', ey
Phänomen meiner Stadt, ja, sipp' Korn, als wäre das Wasser
auf Wodka Feige
Diese abgefüllte Bitch
Und visualisier' dein Ende in
'nem oscarreifen Atzenmüllerclip
Ich komm auf Korn, Hasch und Pillen fressend
zurück
Wir denken nicht nach vorn eins zwei Bier
Drei Vier Korn
Geboren um zu leben um zu feiern und zu sein
Wie wir sind
Niemals nüchtern und wir feiern
Ooh-um i get it darling you are getting cold
You had it steady it was on the road
You're ridin' so dirty, dirty and fast but
You're goin' three sixty
Ich werde paranoid
Geht es um Para und Weed
Bin die Superlative
Desinteressiert
Hänge ab mit Gaunern und Dieben
Du kannst so viele Waffen haben wie
In der linke Hand die Flasche in der rechten Hand mein Glas
Ich kipp den Korn in meine Cola meine Augen ja die stahlen
Ich spür mein Handy in der
im Blutrausch
Und mit mir zu ficken
Ist praktisch Selbstmord
Denn ich schlage um mich wie
Zeit für Randale, das ist pöbeln und Sound
Ruffamilia, es
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
Stor Oslos by og bygdelag
Slå for vår folkedans et slag
Oppsett det ei men korn i dag
Springar er tingen
Samba og jitterbug på fest
Forfall og
Shoot um up! Bang Bang, Shoot um up!
Bang Bang, Shoot um up! Bang Bang hear what I'm saying
Hear the bullets come, we gonna duck and run,
Cut down by
como um frango, como antes
Na minha mochila eu carrego uma faca e uma bíblia de Deus, como antes
Chama tua mina pra te defender numa briga de homem,
by
Harry Nilsson and I used to love it when I was a little girl
So I decided to do it and um
I'd like to do my rendition of it for you tonight
Wein
Wie die Rose kann Liebe nicht ohne Dornen sein.
Wenn der Sommer vergeht
Das Korn I'm Herbstwind weht
Der Reif legt sich um dein Herz
Dann verwelkt
the people that run um got um on a short leash
'Cause the people that run um got um on a short leash
'Cause the people that run um got um on a short leash
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
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