Lyrics:
c'est la Hollande, sken-h, un kalash à la place des poings
Comme un mec du hall sur le ring du Caesar Palace
Envoi le million d'euro, même en faux
a million songs
So you would know
Just how much you mean to me
No matter what
If your good or bad
And when you happy or sad
Listen my angel babies
My
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
Strange foreign beauty
You'll never know what I felt for you
Sometimes it feels like a million chances
Are slipping away disappearing in the air
yeah I think I'm gonna
Free to do what I was born to do
I think it's been about 1/2 dozen years
1/4 million miles and we're still out here
No
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
the lovers crash
And echo under the overpass
They lie pinned beneath their memories
A million colliding destinies
Stain the street, pierce the silence
of empathy
The sound from a million dreams and scars
Termination Bliss
Blessed under a lie, Her last little weak â??why?â??
- The bloody end of a dream
Slit
a b***h here?
You stay unnoticed like a bad landmark
I stand out like an albino at a million man march, huh
If you don't understand press rewind
and they tell me there's a war without no end. The old devils are at it again. they die by the millions children women and men. The old devils are at it
of cosmic dust I make my way
Blinded by a thousand dying suns
And through the grayest hole where a million realities exist
I find where strip upon itself
with those that paint those
It's the deepest, like my verse here
Which will make me a million bones
Yah right, it's just my rhymes on microphone i
On your knees
Praying at the burial ground
Mistrustful eyes of intimacy
Pointing the way to the other side
You hear the screams of a million
more.
A million lies and broken dreams.
Love is just not what it seems.
So come down from that broken sky.
I said I loved you but don't ask me why.
Corridors to the abyss
Ancient path of harassement
Leads into abhorrence crypts
Million years of suffering
In the kingdom of the damned
Black abyss
dawn to dusk
There's no justice, it's, huh, just us
Still life urban masterpiece
Your trademark was written on trains and walls
A million dollar gift
the inner flame is alive
Running for an Odyssey, far away
Hiding from our shame
To the gate of no return
Running faster, running high
A million miles
blame a fool
I already made a million dollars and never attended high school
I keep cool until a motherfucker tests me
Tripping of sensi, leave your body
and the lunchtime bells
A million trillion songs to sell
So someone tell me what the hell
Coming down
Live it up
Why do I
Give a fuck?
Acting weird
He's got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day
You'd better write your letter now
And mail it right away
Because he's getting ready
His
million
I'm out here dealing
Now you know a baller don't play
Cause we some real ass hustlers
-chorus-
(??)
Lets get this shit straight from the jump who
calls in the mask of the night
Why should it happen a hundred times a year?
A secret behind that should rouse our fear?
Millions of people
all will be the same
If you keep your millions on accountings
Nothing you will take out from this game
And in your last hideaway that's kept far
crossroads in your life, just a million
different ways to die I've been sick of my life since ages ago
I'm bored to death, it's time to go Welcome all my
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