face une autre terre Une autre terre A Tarifa nous sommes tombes Comme si la terre avait glisse Que des plaques s'etaient heurtees Nous precipitant toi et moi A Tarifa, a Tarifa
Översättning: Radio Tarifa. Osu.
En face une autre terre Une autre terre A Tarifa nous sommes tombes Comme si la terre avait glisse Que des plaques s'etaient heurtees Nous precipitant toi et moi A Tarifa, a Tarifa
Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant She was starin' at her coffee cup He was tryin' to keep his courage up By applyin' booze And talk was small
All good soldiers crack like boulders The sun climbs up to a razor Violins, new boots and numbers on a chain All good soldiers All good soldiers Fall
A grizzly scene on my electron beam Told a story about human rights So all of king's horses and all of king's men Had a riot for two days and nights Well
Everywhere I look I see Exclusive huddled uninviting Shelter is a privilege Of the same and competent Kerosene keeps me warm I'm alone to watch it burn
Rescue me when I get too deep Talk to me there's nothin' to tell Everyone is a hypocrite Look to me, I'll save your soul Now somebody out there must
I know a man who doesn't have many friends I know a place he lives where trouble never ends I know it's hard for him to read 'tween the lines And his
Suddenly It, it came to me A potent dosage of reality I saw myself In the broad daylight And it made me think about life I'm not the kinda guy Who nods
Come let us make bricks and burn them hard We'll build a city with a tower for the world And climb so we can reach anything we may propose Anything at
Can't you feel it, can't you see it? The promise of prosperity It's overwhelming you and me It afflicts us like a disease Ubiquitous compelling too We
I was born on Planet Earth The rotating ball where man comes first It's been around for a long, long time But now it's time to watch it die I saw a man
Hey, this is cooking with Brook On the cooking channel Today we're gonna be making crack First take 36 ounces of coke Mixing it with water in a pot on
Chill Twan, damn, man That nigga Big got somethin' to say? Yo Big, what 'chu got to say Big? Yeah, yeah, special shout out to my man MC Homicide and
[Fat Joe talking] (Mack 10) Yeah, Terror Squad motherfucker! (And the Hoo Bangin affiliates.) Uh huh. I know you ain't think you was gon see this niggas
Oh fare thee well, I must be gone And leave you for a while Wherever I go, I will return If I go ten thousand miles If I go, if I go If I go ten thousand
They tell me, when I've got my life on my mind They're sorry but they can't do a thing about it till tomorrow I tell them, now I don't want a lot of your
