Lyrics:
the need that make yo' ass plead
Pussi can make you front
Pussi can get you jumped
(The power)
(The power)
P u s s why
Pussi can, pussi can, yes it can, man
Sinatra, I really
Can't sing
Looking in front of the mirror posing like James Dean
(Wake up) come on, let's get realistic
When I quit this shit I get
to kick it like it's A.Y.S.O
I'm World Cup, Copa Mundial, so let's go
Catch me killin' clubs or rippin' shows al fresco
Right in front of the bar like
porte sur mon front
Je sais que la vie s'en va
Infiniment plus belle qu'on ne l'imagina
Le monde est doux dehors
Doux, doux, doux dehors
Et fou
front door slamming
Your old man damning me, from the steps
Little bit later, not when whisper
Rush of the river, were over our heads
Our to hearts
but you
Now and then, I go a little too hard
Get high in my front yard, we do
I bet beggars can't be choosers
Telling you the truth, you make it
pipe
J'ai des pipes d'écume ornées de fleurons
De ces pipes qu'on fume en levant le front
Mais j'retrouverai plus ma foi dans mon cœur ni sur ma lippe
don't even be 85
I be like "Ay nigga you short, go get the rest"
Mo'fuckers always looking for a handout
But the new shit the way they front
Be like
will come
Where we could make it real
Baby will I ever see you
Sakura will I breath again
I keep imagining you
in front of me
Everywhere I go, I find
We need a little patience
I will feel at ease
if you shoot me down
in front of my door
or I may worry up
and down and cut my throat
oh, nobody could
see
Standing in front of
a broken mirror
Who's gonna take you home
It's gonna feel real good
All of my life
I've felt like dying
It's gonna feel
front of you.
Wo oh oh oh Everyone hopes to
want to be free.
Wo oh oh oh
But in fact such people are free
Wo oh oh oh Everyone hopes to
want to be free.
Kalash, Toka, why, why, why?
Kalash, Toka, why, why, why?
Charge les mes-ar bâtard on part au front
On fait du gent-ar négro l'attache au fond
Y
des nu
La vie continue
L'impact du crime elles passent et restent intactes
Sur l'front nos mères préfèrent la marque du dihn
Toutes ces fois où
L'Etat s'accroche à la poche la plus profonde
Mes hasanetes s'effondrent chaque fois que j'baise la ??? de front
La pire, c'est que dans tout ça y a des
prêts à partir au front
J'noircis la feuille chaque soir et des potes qui trouvent ça funky
On s'laisse enfermer dans des cases ou, on fini junky
La
(Gambetta)
Reste tranquille on va sortir notre métal (vendetta)
Il m'tombe des gouttes sur l'front comme si j'avais vu les shmitts
Il pleut, j'suis dans
Will you recognize him when you stand in front of Christ?
When he holds your hand, will you go with him?
Chosen are the few who stand strong without
revoir
De t'embrasser le front, de te prendre dans mes bras
De te prendre par la main et de te dire je t'aime papa
Quand tu vas partir y'aura plus
Taking out the trash
Leave it on the front porch step
Thought you were god
Bitch you're just a lost prophet
And I'll stop dropping names
When you stop
積み重ねた過去など顧みない
こそ一分一秒も無駄にしない
My Sound My Crew止めどなくHigh
Fa Fire 踏み出した Front Line
Fa Fire 灰になれクソ
Burn Bad Mind
Fa Fire 未だに燃え尽きない
Fa Fire Fire Fire Fire
Bad Japanese
Go into the world and make a name
Or just do it online, in a video game
You can stay inside until you scream
And live your life in front of a screen
to me
It's on the front page
Homicides, genocides, can't run the streets
If you saggin' and you flaggin' its cold; you keep heat
I understand your
Freede, Gleichheit en Freiheit jekämpf hätt
Jebraat hätt ihm dat nix, nur die Zick em KZ
Donoh Strafbataillon ahn der vorderste Front
Wo er övverjelaufe
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