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O rile ro kopana (Galeliya)
Galeliya (Galeliya)
Ro kopana (Ro kopana Galeliya)
O rile ro kopana (Galeliya)
Galeliya (Galeliya)
Ro kopana (Ro kopana
lumisan dito
At lalarga na ang langit express (ang langit express)
At kun'di man maabutan
Ako'y mauna na
Sa may riles huwag lilihis
Ano'ng makikita bukas
silence this cry
I'll build a dam, to diffuse the waves and hold this wall up high
I'll erase what's been done, I'll deny my grief
No wailing winds to rile
rile
Shaking the funk rile
Rip it apart style
Fakin' the funk pal
Dunk watch the punk
What now, watch your battleship get sunk down
Click, pow, nine
patutunguhan
Ang bukas ay may maihahatid pa
Basta't kasama ka
Tulak-tulak kariton
Pataas sa riles
Pilit na nag-iipon
Pambili ng dilis
Damputin mo sa kahon
Rilès on tour, yah
King in my city
Ain't no debate now
Let me wipe all the bullshit they all left on the side
And I bounce when I feel it
Master it
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
When the work begins to pile up
And your temper starts to rile up
That's the time a fellow needs a song
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker
You can
am, at least, I think I must be.
[Inner Man:] There you go man, keep as cool as you can.
Face piles
And piles
Of trials
With smiles.
It riles them
down
If the crowd rile down then fire another round
[Chorus]
Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka for the club
Sometimes for the ladies, but
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
the valley and I hid in the hills
I stole moonshine from illegal stills
Folks said "Don't rile him
'cause he may kill" but only if I've got to
All I want is
Cyanide, I spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch-hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't
Cyanide, I spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch-hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't
to reprioritize
No thanks to the soap box
Having me rile against them
Won't make an ounce of difference
I'm in the front row (oh, the things I've done for
to face the guilt Looking for revenge
And dyin' to rile me
Be cruel if you want to (cruel if ya want what)
What are you trying to prove?
Come at me if
manifestaciones
Ratitas presumidas y arrogantes
Juegan a barrer países y a esconder las llaves
Y las tiran al fondo del mar
Matarile rile ron matarile rile ran
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
find ya mind I got mine
From hustling and busting them rhymes
To my n****s up in Quentin
Down on Riker's Isle stay rile
But a n**** gotta use his
find ya mind I got mine
From hustling and busting them rhymes
To my niggas up in Quentin
Down on Riker's Isle stay rile
But a nigga gotta use his
them rhymes
To my niggas up in Quentin
Down on Rikers Isle
Stay rile, but a nigga gotta use his styles
These, niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile,
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
When the work begins to pile up,
And your temper starts to rile up,
That's the time a fellow needs a song.
Doctor, Banker, Butcher, Baker,
You
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