Lyrics:
you call home
Knuckles crack, it's about that time
Start a scrolling for something
H. O. R. N. Y.
Never spoke too much but I know ya
From your online
show you how we do it in the a town
Get way too lit sometimes
got me feelin like we really are h bound
Baby things looking up right now
But I'm hoping
EL İŞİ
El
ş
,göz nuru
Her çent
kte b
r h
kaye
Ah ben sana nasıl kıyarım
Uzaklara nasıl koyarım
Ah ben sana nasıl kıyarım
Uzaklara nasıl koyarım
Mar
det icq nu är det msn
hon sa att jag va d i h
men du är ansvarig för min g d 2
vill ha fler folk i min facebookgrupp
har du bjudit in till min
b
r h
s
Bunun
ç
nde doğmuş
Crayz, cash man
Rolex, gucc
, ferrar
, push
t
Dolce, gabbana, tarz k
t
Ben feat yen
st
l
sağlam beat
Her ruhta sert,
Volkskinderlieder
für eine Singstimme und Klavier WoO 31 Nr. 4
Den Kindern Robert & Clara Schumanns gewidmet
Translation by R.H. Benson
Adapted by Anne Gabriel,
modesto California me acompaña en el camaro blanco pa donde vaya
Y hoy me pongo a pensar que Dios quita y también nos da R-H iniciales las que llevo mi
b***h lookin like a simpson
Just a couple months ago was stuck up in the system
I aint get a visit, now i'm out and f****n on ya misses
My b***h and my ar
Solo by Joris Roelofs
From
Acht Lieder und Gesänge op.59 Nr.4
Translation by R.H. Benson
det icq nu är det msn
hon sa att jag va d i h
men du är ansvarig för min g d 2
vill ha fler folk i min facebookgrupp
har du bjudit in till min
운명인건지 아니 필연이겠지
알 수 없는 우리 시작되는 시간들은
남김없이 쌓여가는 달콤한 추억들
첫 걸음에 난 감사에 뒤로
다 넘어 갈 듯한 미솔 보이고
그 덕에 이별했어 하루에 피로
뭔지 모를 음에 날 부르는 그 노래로
d a u g h t e r 너 땜에 난 오늘도 산다
me who you are, your true self!
Bass Clarinet Solo by Joris Roelofs
From
Neun Lieder und Gesänge op.32 Nr.2
Translation by R.H. Benson
Adapted by Anne
hating
It's a love hate
Kinda
Thing
It's a love hate
And I love hating
I was texting you in caps lock
Drunk at the bar
You replied Asterisk, T-H-E-I-R
formally introduce myself
It's H.E.I.R, I'm getting better and I'm doing well
No leprechaun I'm that coin inside that wishing well
Young nigga from the ville
back in distaste
I've simply lost my sense of...taste.
Lyrics by: R.H. McClurg
go to YouTube, and search with the words Large Hadron Rap. Hadron is spelled H.A.D.R.O.N. I warn you that it will be stuck in your head for days. Class
December (December)
You can't put out the embers to my heart, to my heart (to my heart, heart, he-art, h-e-a-r-t)
Oh, my love will survive the winter
Oh, my
Hastit, mar plij ganeoc’h finisañ din ma buhez
‘vit ma’c’h in d’ar bed all war-lerc’h ma c’harantez
aaegi maut aaj Bakwaas pe Waqt thodi dunga
Bakwas ye Jo karte ho Hindu musalmaan
Saare bhai h hum We are from Hidustaan
Bakwaas ye Jo bakte hai News
d'magie sera d'or
Les creux de la vie seront couleur où l'feu de la ville, magistral, dort
Face au R.H, encore un de ces gars las en décalage
Travail égale
jugando att el negro de la h
Menor
La R
Freee cooocoo
23 la family
am raisin bars
Shooting for the moon
Aiming for the stars
Rain on me enagic H20
You are the puriest one of them all yo
Chorus:
Enagic is the magic
My god miss get a dictionary
Its me T A H Y I R A
Now im out here like im a roth ira
Make some contributions to the bigger execution
Black Peoples’s
puskával, de minket ugyanígy kilőttek
De mi ebből is felállunk!
Egy olajos hordó mellől is kultúrát kreálunk
Refrén (4X)
Lekonf:
H.i.b.r
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