Lyrics:
From the mountains I have cried
Fighting all my battles
Waiting for me two black guys
Waging all your wars
And I'm still singing by your side
up
The dance well come by
Yuh see the whole place
Tun up, tun un un up
Tun up, tun un un up
Tun up, tun un un up
Tun up, tun un un up
Tun up,
the music was low and the mood was just right
So I slid into a corner booth
Ordered a sweet tea appetizer for two
You was checkin' me out and I was lookin'
remorse it's politic
With crippling blows to the body and head
Drip by drip until it's finally bled out
One moment defines a lifetime
No one
They see blue jeans walking by
I see my ship coming in
They see the end of the night
I see a night that won't end
They see footprints in the sand
I want it to be much more
Than a fading distant memory of the two of us
I keep our picture by the bed
We're greyed out bit I'll not give up on us,
a fly
Hope she doesn't pass me by
'Cause if she did I'd die, I know I'd die
I love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes,
I will stand by you
Even when we fall
I will be the rock, that holds you up
and lifts you high so you stand tall
I won't let you go
No one can
Flötenspieler
Lak selbst mein Schlagstock ist vergoldet, made by al-Qaida
Ich cash' dein Kilo, lak die Hand gelenkt die Handschellen
Gute Ware zieh' ich auf
right here in the USA
Dream home for two in the USA
Hot jazz, cool blues, we got country
We get rock and roll all day
Like to dance, come on down
Smartphone Mafia, No Filter Clan
Drive-by-Shooting, Handy raus am Steuer
Unendlich Speicherplatz, iCloud Dauerfeuer
Upload Automatik, mach' Gefangene auf
doing it's worth doing right
Let's do this one kiss at a time
Maybe by the time the sun comes up
We'll be up to a million or two
You'll know a whole
up and see
If they got what it takes
To represent the people
For us who saw the prequel
The last decade was controlled by the evil
With the man in
cane
I fell in love with your sweet smile
Slip away from the city race
Follow me to a lonely place
Come lie down by my waterfall
Sweet sweet come dream
been toying with rubberbands
Making beautiful mud out of this sand
All that we wanted, are now things we can't
Measuring love by the weight of demand
that gyal on the line?
What's that shine on your wrist?
Manaman ain't got time
Get a brick at six
Fuck around, have it gone by nine
That batty move
I rub for three wishes
Keep 2 but I use one though
I perfect bitch I can build from head to toe
Start out with her brain
Not so that she's trained
of the sun
Brightly shining down on the two of us
You used to lie I staring into the sky
Leaving every toil, and worry so far behind us
It's nice to meet
are ready to act
Chorus: [samples of Busta Rhymes]
[Powafal Impak] 4x
Boom!! [the cannon]
(Repeat)
Verse 2: Buckshot
Some pack a mac, I choose
every minute gotta matter—move
I got a minimum to meet
I'm in that two-seater beater bumping Big Freedia
Scheming on something I could eat up
With
Pastors leaving pulpits cause they're tired
It's all based on how we feel
Overheard two people speaking the other day
One said that God's not real but
Dù Undercov
Dù Motherfuck
500 Kilo Rip im Turban getarnt
Im Touran geplant
Auf 2Pac und Nas
Rapper drehn am Rad, sitzen zu acht in Bars
Er geht
a perc now I'm high as hell
Neighbors getting annoyed by the smell
Fuck it though, fuck em' know
You and me we can go anywhere we want to go
These
rapper, wearin' top notch apparel
In a 69 SS, drop-top Camaro!
Two thousand shows and I still belong to no-one
I'm Ronin with the Samurai sword a lone
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