Well I just heard the news today It seems my life is going to change I closed my eyes, begin to pray Then tears of joy stream down my face With arms
[ACCORDIAN PLAYER] Lovers! [LADY FLOWER SELLER] Ooh La La! [SOPHIE] Welcome, my friends, to Paris. Here, have a flower on me. Forget where you're from
Hey, hey, we keepin' it trill, samba baby If you need love I'm lovin', if you need a thug I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl,
[skit plays for first minute or so of track] [Ghostface Killah] Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets Avian water's ya choice, put
Now you been holding me down For such a long time now From back then till now in my story Straight from the hood You've always been there for me And
Chi town balla, K-Town nigga Runnin' through the streets with my hands on the trigga And on the block smokin' weed with hash when I breeze pass I'm 'bout
(Dieter Saller) A trail of blood behind you Your back's against the wall You die of thirst, you cover in a tent You drank your body under Your gun's stuck
This is the awards for industry and free enterprise So let me sit you down and tell you, how I won first prize I took on your free enterprise and your
Alone on the sidelines without any guidelines You've been running to fast with no place to go You've got no direction, you gotta set your affection On
(Traditional, arranged by Ry Cooder) Instrumental
It started all in early September When my God given little became a lot older All goodbyes seal my broken heart Hold on to your teardrops, you got a long
Dj Joe subeme el volumen y no lo bajes que nos fuimos a fuego y aqui todo se vale y vamos pal perreo, creo, creo, creo en ese sol, es lo que quiero yo
La recompenza es basta Y la vida una sola Vivir hora tras hora Para morir y ser yo La recompenza basta Y la vida una sola Vivir hora tras hora Para morir
Are too apathetic to see That is crumbling at your feet Holding on by the skin of it's teeth Eroding, exploding In the world with the burning
Well, we were talking and we were drinking Letting the fat flow go And we were asking and we were thinking In the belly of a bar It was easy almost indifferent
We played for you and you did not dance we wailed and you did not listen and John came neither eating nor drinking and you said he is possessed by a demon
If I were to walk a hundred miles If I were a stranger from another land What would you say, what would you do Would you lend me your hand? Though I
i felt like a man a cloth till you cut me to ribbons and tied of piece of me around your ring finger now does it remind you of what you've gained, or