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Itt nincs ingyen dózis. Gyorsabb a Nintendo is
A robot zsarunál, mert akkora pakkettet tankol, hogy ahhoz Bob Marley szalutál,
Bocs denevér de
Have you ever loved something more than it’s worth? That’s the way it goes round here, but I never wanted much... just a line and hook too real
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺
电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie
everyone can talk about this
e-pal bob and Mike
i try day by day never say die
listen this real shit called tom type
wake up young
palić stuff riddim nie jest sprawą prostą
By mieć dobry flow z tym trzeba się urodzić
Wiesz gdzie leży Kingston wcale mnie to nie obchodzi
Od dziś gramy
that it shined down at an angle
To catch it glittering leaves of gold
And in the center stood the masters idle declaration
At which we know only by sight
Gdyby mógł groźny wróg
To nie wpuściłby za próg nikogo
Zwoje map w łapy łap
Potem nogi weź za pas
I w drogę
Uciekaj przez drzwi
Uważajcie
Jean-bob
In new york eating big steaks (Ey)
Rather home eating corn flakes (Ey)
Sipping lean in my rari (Ey)
Getting high like bob marley (Eh)
I´mma grip
guys ji abu gi ubu
Iburu time six kana aku aku
Asim kam si na azu osim ikana aju aju
Ife ibu direct from source
And I ga ebunye nu mu ya by force
Munwa
Sunday Sundaes, by Kitt Chapman
Come'n, on, over for a sundae
Butterscotch sauce, drip drop
Whip cream
c chill'n
Fridge side
We can even stick
duff mpararo,
Verse 1- Raul
Chapo 30bob kwani ni mkeka
Tumia flavored condoms kuspice mapenzi
Una nightdres ama ni shati za campaign
Lala na mzee
got no love
Pop 6, Ryu and Tak, cops know what it does
Hot shit by the bungalow, drop the bloody glove
Won't get caught killin' today, baby, cause I
I don't care,
Man, that's pant of the system, I'm punk,
But who's gonna indict the Wall Street Journal, just me and Bob Ray,
It's just part
will be thinking never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind.
FIND TIME TO EARN AN EXTRA BOB, FIND TIME TO DO A FIDDLE JOB.
[Chorus]i
Just like we had ffffeared, the mates we had have all disappeared
Nicky, Flip, Paul, Fat Bob and Ted, they all done a bunk & all got wed
OUT WITH
The Gaelic Rhine
paleface springtime
They asked my thoughts
kindly
Park bench and trees
chill farmland breeze
Boats bob and knock
mindlessly
Let me
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer
Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été
can't tell
But still, you gotta be careful
Dudes be so scared they cop pleas by the earful
V personally favors, "please don't kill me"
Empty out
[lyrics by Bob Parduba]
They sit in silence as we march into war
There we will fight with our backs to the wall
No end in sight cities one by one
já to beru zkratkou zkrátka
Jsem šulin, kterej by se smál i kdyby na něj čekala oprátka
A ruce mám sice jak párátka, ale neboj se, neni to z párna
The Dream
BOB OLDREIVE
Hey, driver, let me feel the wind again
Won?t you roll your wheels and try to catch the sun
By twelve o?clock the Texas
and runnin', and runnin',
And runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and
In this context, there's no disrespect,
So, when I bust my rhyme, you
feet had passed us by
Make up the time, we have to try
Motionless, and revived
Up above, a blinding light
Once again, a different route
Give us
Tjeerd does not smoke weed--
He says it makes you dull and boring.
Well, I don't speak no Afrikaans,
But I know from exploring glitter:
Diamonds in
(by Bob Marley)
You a-go tired fe see me face;
Can't get me out of the race.
Oh, man, you said I'm in your place
And then you draw bad cyard -
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