Lyrics:
Angeles
Ain't a nigga ruggeder than this grimy Heine' guzzler
Cowards better duck before my calibers start rubbin' ya
Me and my troops play blocks in
Oh yeah
Alright
Somebody's Heine'
Is crowdin' my icebox
Somebody's cold one
Is givin' me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh yeah
brothers never heard of me
Yet I'm a meance, yo, police want to murder me
Heine dark drinker, represent the thinker
My pen rides the paper, it even has
Oh, yeah
Alright
Somebody's Heine'
Is crowdin' my icebox
Somebody's cold one
Is givin' me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh, yeah
all the lonely years we've wasted
You with the neighbors, I at silly labors -
What joys untasted
You reading Heine, me somewhere in China
Let's forget
grimy Heine' guzzler
Cowards better duck before my
Calibers start rubbin' ya
Me and my troops play blocks in groups
Runnin' in flocks
Deuce-deuce in my
heine
Here I am at a famous school
I dressin' sharp and I'm acting cool
I've got a cheerleader here
Wants to help with my paper
Let her do all
heine
Here I am at a famous school
I dressin' sharp and I'm acting cool
I've got a cheerleader here
Wants to help with my paper
Let her do all
met before!
Imagine all the lonely years we've wasted,
You with the neighbors,
I at silly labors!
What joys untasted,
You readin' Heine,
Me
met before!
Imagine all the lonely years we've wasted,
You with the neighbours,
I at silly labours!
What joys untasted,
You readin' Heine,
Me
met before!
Imagine all the lonely years we've wasted,
You with the neighbours,
I at silly labours!
What joys untasted,
You readin Heine,
Me
Oh, yeah alright
Somebody's Heine is crowding my icebox
Somebody's cold one is giving me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh, yeah alright
Heine
In winter nineteen forty-four the
German order came
Take what you think you'll need
You're moving East
And don't make any fuss just
Leave
times, get caught, good luck blood, it ain't no heines
Blow a hockey puck hole in the back of your spine
She put two cut up mirrors in the place of your
never heard of me
Yet I'm a meance, why police want to murder me
Heine dark drinker, represent the thinker
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
me, I wrote this rhyme lightly
Off of two or three Heines, and boy was they fine, G
One Black, One Spanish, One Chinese
It keeps the woody shiny year
and weeps and trembles
With love and love‘s pain.
from Myrten op.25/7, Heinrich Heine
to the forest‘s height,
Where I break out in tears
And let go of my pain.
from Dichterliebe Op.48/10, Heinrich Heine
Ich weiß es nicht
Ich bin hier fremd
War Schiller
ein Killer
Lag Bach
manchmal flach
Hat´ Heine
drei Beine
Hat Brecht
kein Geschlecht
Ich weiß es
the kiss of his sweet mouth,
That he once gave me
In a wonderful sweet hour.
from Dichterliebe Op.48/5, Heinrich Heine
Oh yeah
Alright
Somebody's Heine'
Is crowdin' my icebox
Somebody's cold one
Is givin' me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh yeah
Alright
Feels
Heinrich Heine:
Ich grolle nicht, und wenn das Herz auch bricht,
Ewig verlor'nes Lieb ! Ich grolle nicht.
Wie du auch strahlst in Diamantenpracht,
baksnakkar andre og passar på
Moralens vokter var ho då
Men eit lite glass vin så vart det fart i beinet flørta med ola knut oskar og heine
Her e ei alvårlig
8. The Cool Of Night
Der Tod, das ist die kühle Nacht
Heinrich Heine
Death feels like the cool of night
Life feels like a hot, heavy day.
It’s
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