Erster Teil der Trilogie Andante Im Zimmer ist Mief,Die Türe hängt schief,Es zieht mörderisch durch's FensterUnd dann gibt's GespensterDie
Ich kam zur Welt und habe festgestellt:Ohne Mobil geht man sehr viel.Geist und Esprit verspurte ich nieMein erstes Wort war "Auto", das zweite war "Tutu
(Eddy Marnay / D. Baldan Bembo / M. Giacomelli / S. Bardot) Hymn to friendship. Si c'est un ami S'il est pour toi Ce que tu es pour lui If it's a friend
When there are hard times I'll step it up When there are dangerous times I'll spot them up I'll take my time to make up my own mind To set it up when
I am conflicted, traveling the path of the soul, so gifted Still unable to break the mold I lifted the veil and still could not see Insisted my existence
It's over here It's over here Check it We ice cold, rap Siberia, North Pole This ain't rock 'n' roll 'cause the rapper's in control I'm like a blacksmith
I'm at a hot creep show Same old thing on the radio Who's that coming 'round Suffering popularity breakdown? I can't, it's funny That, that I got stopped
Hey, recognize I got a new name, get up on this I got a new name, get up on this I got a new name, get up on this I got a new name, get up on this I
Hit it This is a broadcast from the universe Supersonic bond, metaphor, megahertz I'm on a mission with the mic in the holster Spread the love from coast
Dressed up and nowhere to go I am looking for the mirror in the sky Make me row my boat out to the sea But they're knocking on my door again Dressed
I was down to my very last song Didn?t even know which way to go Couldn?t believe that this was happening I said, "God, please don?t put me back" I didn
Verse 1: Mic check, never eva lose the respect Of hip-hop, roamin the streets in the mecca I don't suck and jive and I don't dilly dally I keep the crowd
Yellow heaven World is yellow Freedom, oh yeah Feel your sorrow 5:35 and I'm living senseless Just another homie picking on the defenseless Don't request
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Sometimes the way we look at life can be too serious Cuz were dancin by the pale moon light I wake up in the morning and I feel delerious Cuz of something
You say you love me but then you turn and walk away All for a love not even born yesterday I see you on the streets and you just pass me by You think
All this talk of getting old it's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown, this time I'm comin' round And I hope you're thinking
Si c'est un ami S'il est pour toi Ce que tu es pour lui If it's a friend If he's for you What you are for him Celui qui peut t'aimer Sans jamais te