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Go ahead We are alone so what would keep you back It’s your choice and I will not resist Do what you have to do Art thou too cowardly Pull the trigger Shoot and finish it off Go ahead Thou with that swastika, I’ll never get used to it If that’s your life, I don’t want to know you anymore It

98 année critique pour le Hip hop En tant que jocker je débarque de M.A.S.S.I.L.I.A Envoie la kemia Protège le Hip Hop des haffrites Lâcher l'affaire, t'y est fada Tête haute regard droit fixé sur l'ennemi Fiers comme ce môme qui brandit une coupe Gagnée dans un tournoi de ball

Horizon - Blof[Vertaling]
When is it over? You know what I want And you want it just as bad We stand close to each other And now it's still quiet But there is that burning question for everyone Can it also be different? I have nothing to do today The biggest misunderstanding is That no one can do something, so please I'm o

I've been told 'bout living like a star Hotel Rich, champagne and caviar But no one ever showed me the reverse And that really hurts, babe, it really hurts I want you I need you They try to sell your body and you soul It's the price you pay for rock'n roll And no one understands it, how you feel F

Verse One: E-40 When I was fifteen years old Straight dope game I was told I went from, selling pennies of the riders dank-ah (riders dank-ah) Timin ass think of slangin crank (think of slangin griqua) Situation critical: phone home, phone home Talkin on my digital: call phone Ya seen a boa

Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up, and let's get ill That's right y'all, we more than rough, we callin' your bluff And when it comes to rhymes... (Brick City) Yo, don't scandalize Mine, I spent too much time Straight talk with the catch to etch my line walk Never fet

Dobie Gray[Artiest]
Dobie Gray, geboren als Lawrence Darrow Brown, (Simonton, 26 juli 1940 – Nashville, 6 december 2011) was een Amerikaans soulzanger en toneelspeler uit de jaren zestig en zeventig.

My mouth drops in astonishment I'm sitting on the edge of my chair When you tell me guileless You don feel anything for me for such a long time And especially your last sentence That it wasn't me Might be well meant But it's like a slap, a slap in the face Woo Hoo Just think about it Did you think,

The night is dark, it is quiet This is far from what I want But today I speak with my mind Fear is hidden somewhere far away Every sadness has been bottled up I put my doubts aside for the moment And my heart bleeds when you're standing right in front of me And you will shortly start crying You lo

De tekst is een onzin tekst, die Italianen de indruk geeft Amerikaans Engels te zijn. The song, called "Prisencolinensinainciusol," was written to mimic the way English sounds to non-English speakers. Celentano, says that he wanted to break down language barriers and inspire people to communica

When it’s waving, it waves good Not to stop, not to steer It takes days, it takes hours When it’s waving, it waves good Not to stop, not to steer It takes days, it takes hours When it’s waving, it waves good On the most beautiful summer evening With the sun setting The last glass in the hand

Where the river runs black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In the crowded marketplace I drift from face to face I hold my breath and close my eyes I hold my breath and close my eyes And I wait for paradise And I wait for paradis

Out of sight, but not of the heart and Every day is a new day that I Think of you who I miss and the love of me to you yeah that is there And this goes out to those we miss A mother a father an aunt, or a cousin An ex, a child that you're not allowed to see Your brother, your best friend maybe Ye

So much so much love So much So tell me can you feel it Akon So much so much yeah Ya know Make that visit So much so much love Mama So much Synagogue can you feel it So much so much yeah Africa So much So much love to share Pure blackness, oneness so So much love to give Let them kn

Not gonna miss you when you're dead and gone Not gonna talk about you over and over and over Not gonna file you under latest nostalgia Nor happily ever after Not gonna listen to your played-out songs (Played-out songs) Don't wanna think about you over and over and over Not gonna read about the late

Sexy Sadie, what have you done? You made a fool of everyone You made a fool of everyone Sexy Sadie, oh, what have you done? Sexy Sadie, you broke the rules You laid it down for all to see You laid it down for all to see Sexy Sadie, oh, you broke the rules One sunny day the world was waiting for

Niemand - JURK![Vertaling]
Strange boy in the back of the class Had no friends, nobody really knew who that boy was Wore funny clothes, and always walked out of line Strange boy in a duffelcoat Strange boy, sitting in the back. Because he had done peculiar things Just like that, without any reason, he flipped Even then he wo

Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole? Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole? Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole? If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go And yeah we up in stadiums, quarterbacking hoes My money for fourth and long, but you do not get to thr

Saint Jhn[Artiest]
**Carlos St. John Phillips** (born August 26, 1986), known professionally as Saint Jhn (stylized as SAINt JHN; pronounced "Saint John"), is a Guyanese-American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer.

I'm waiting for my visit They'll fill this room with flowers an' all They'll put on their biggest smile But only for a while If only I could help it If only mercy'd be on my side I wouldn't have to die And my family wouldn't cry But the pain is getting far to strong And the medicine won't hold it

Ich war damals grade 3, als du mich verlassen hast Es war Mama die es nicht verkraftet hat Sie wollte sich scheiden lassen, hör auf zu lügen Wie oft wurde sie von dir verprügelt? Wie oft hast du sie grundlos angeschrieen? Ihre Arme waren blau, doch sie hörte niemals auf ihren Mann zu lieben Vie

[Dev] A-a-a-n-n-n-d-d-d F. me A-a-a-n-n-n-d-d-d F. me A-a-a-n-n-n-d-d-d F. me A-a-a-n-n-n-d-d-d F. me [Timbaland] Take you to my house (yeah) put it on my couch (yeah) Lips in your mouth, then I'm going South [Timbaland] (Dev) (Say my name) What's your name again, what's your name again (Say my na

The salty sea takes a deep briny sigh Above land the warm air trembles quietly Hey! Someone sometimes unexpectatly flees Alarmfase two is here hardly infamous But people don't know it and are silent about what they hear and see Here by the shore. the shore of Zeeland Where the people unaware get in

It really says, the sentence: Every ending is a new beginning Love always wins It seems the same day As when I woke up yesterday and you were lying next to me It's the same bed, but it's cold And I don't feel anything anymore And I don't see anything anymore Because there is nothing left Around me

Can't tell you what it feels like or what it does One glance from you makes my day in a flash It is what your smile ever and ever again does with me Every time you secretly look at me from a distance When your playful gaze reaches my heart again I come closer to you, you know what I feel and what I

So much, so much, yeah, so much So tell me, can you feel it? So much, so much Much, care, so much Then make that visit So much, so much, love, so much Senegal, can you feel it? So much, so much, yeah, so much So much love to share Pure blackness wantness, so rare So much love to care Let them know

Wuz up yall, wuz up soldiers? This M-P, The Colonel. We ain’t no rookies at makin records Mystikal, Silkk Together, Oh yeah. It’s time to pass out the stripes Hah Bra I told you there wasn’t no limit I told ya like I told him Like I mean what I say what I say is what I mean I ta

Imitate that soured old song There is no individuality Only guises Shades of Nonconformity There is no individuality Selling vantage points Low rate There is no individuality Questions ancient No words claimed Perform motions borrowed Thoughts following Ima tima ima tima intima Dation Respected

know that every morning you go thumbing Through the personal want ads You grab the latest copy, a cup of coffee And settle in for a good laugh I`ve been trying to catch your eye but I`m so shy I`m hoping and praying that Today`s edition is gonna catch your attention `Cause there`s a Chorus:

Kill we come hard, you can't deny These pancakes have to get used to this new syrup From north to south, from A-Town to Roffa We bring you herbs, competing with your shoppa We're hanging around in your neighbourhood, like shoes on your lamppost This is for fools, like Bennie Jolink says: act no

Show Shot - 2pac[Songtekst]
[Big Daddy Kane] Watch me... ain't no question, I'm stuck up in a mad case of lyrical congestion, not the one protestin'... come mesh with the one in yo chest splinder, not because of cardiact, but because of heart-iact... I'm reconized as the microphone distroyer, competition minds up in t

Look outside through the window See me standing here in the snow I've come to laugh At the mistake of the century Just let your husband sleep Then we'll have a little bit of time Just stay warm at the window I just want to get something off my chest Or, actually, I want to know: Do you have everyth

One meets each other after many years Old love creeping up like bad wine How are you doing? Better? And love? Yes, today we'll keep it dry We must do it, yes, just come and have diner She says: 'nice, then you'll see Henk' And you think: Henk? Who on earth could that be? And you slowly walk to

Let's get lost Fingers crossed It is an ordinary evening, yeah-ah I am broadcasting are you receiving, yeah-ah Sick sick sound All fall down It is a necessary evil, yeah-ah Just like highway gas stations and people, yeah-ah I remember the golden days when all this was a mystery and You could write

The power of orange knickers The power of orange knickers The power of orange knickers Under my petty coat The power of listening to what You don't want me to know Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist Those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces? Can somebody tell m