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Armer dan een straatmuzikant loop ik alles te scannen dus check hoe ik van buiten de dag buit in mn zakken ken zetten Maak niet uit wat ik moet doen of wie the fock ik moet getten Wanneer ik op een missie ben, is het doen en niet denken Altijd baad maakt niet uit wie the fock ik ook nak Wanneer

Ik kleur nooit binnen de lijntjes Ik heb sambal in mijn kont Ik hoor de allerkleinste kraakjes Ik kijk altijd in het rond Ik zit niet stil en let niet op Zit te tikken met mijn pen Iedereen wordt gek van mij Maar ik ben wie ik ben Ik ben sneller Ik ben drukker Ik ben anders dan de rest Ik ben nooit

Ik bin geboren als een plattelandse boerenjongen En op mien twaalfde crosde ik al op mien neije brommer Een stoppel land, we vlog'n derop Alles wat ze zagen ging ze boven de kop wi-j proat'n plat Want dat vinden wi-j stoer Ik bin en blief een boer Altied aant wark met de trekker op de boerderije Of

The NC: IND, wat als ik er niet meer ben. Zouden er mensen om me heen zijn, hoe zou het met ze zijn. Hoe zou de wereld in elkaar zitten. Zijn de dingen die ik me afvraag. Vandaar dat we allebei een tekst hebben geschreven. The NC: Als ik niet had geleefd, hoe was de situatie dan geweest. Was het le

Als ik een sterke koning ben dan ken ik geen gevaar Wel ik heb nog nooit een vorst gezien met zo erg weinig haar Mijn manen worden reuze lang, met hier en daar een krul, ik voel mij trots en arrogant en werk aan mijn gebrul Toch moet je nog wat doen aan je stem. Niemand zegt doe dit! Niemand zegt g

Ik zoek vanavond wel wat anders Want ik moet weg uit deze sleur Ja iets veranderde mijn leven Ik sluit voorgoed mijn oude deur Ik wil nu echt eens gaan genieten Met frisse moed ga ik op stap Een fikse wandeling langs de stranden Een glaasje bier, een leuke grap [Refrein:] Ja, ik ben aan de beu

Als ik een sterke koning ben dan ken ik geen gevaar wel ik heb nog nooit een vorst gezien met zo erg weinig haar mijn manen worden reuzelang met hier en daar een krul ik voel mij trots en arrogant en werk aan mijn gebrul Toch moet je nog wat doen aan je stem Wacht maar af totdat ik koning ben Nie

(Sly & the Family Stone) [Freddie:] Feeling's gettin stronger [Larry:] Music's gettin longer too [Rose:] Music is flashin me [Sly:] I want to take you higher Baby baby baby light my fire [All:] Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka [Freddie:] Feeling's nitty-gritty [Larry:] Sou

[Intro] [Providence] Ooooh Ooooh [RasDaveed] Tell me I will be there Tell me I will be there Tell me I will be there Tell me I will be there Yeah.... [Verse 1] [Providence] If there be pain All you have to do is call on me If there be pain (hmm hmmm) All you have to do is call on me To

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice, I wanna be elected, I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce, I wanna be elected, Kids want a savior, don't need a fake, I wanna be elected, We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make, I wanna be elected, elected, elected. Good

Brothers Of The Road By Dickey Betts & Jim Goff Copyright 1981 Pangola Publishing Co Transcribed by Paul Gongola Silent shadows of the night Faded with the morning light We just wrote another song Maybe a word or two is wrong There's so much that could be said It's hard to write it

Just Ain't Easy by Gregg Allman (c) 1979 Warner-Tamerlane Pubilshing Corp. (BMI) & Elijah Blue Publishing Corp. (BMI) You ride on down the same old street you've seen a thousand times, That overflows with neon lights and enormous signs. My God, how you want to leave there. Well, well. Yo

Whipping Post by Gregg Allman Copyright 1970 & 1974, No Exit Music Co., Inc. I been run down, I been lied to, I don't know why I let that mean woman make me a fool. She took all my money, wrecked my new car. Now she's with one of my goodtime buddies, They're drinkin' in some crosstown

Dear sister poet, dear brother poet too These tears that words are make me wanna be with you But I need to spend my body I'm a music makin' man And no page can release it like this amplifier can. This is my rock and roll love letter to you This is my rock and roll love letter to you Gonna si

Lyrics & Music: Howard Bellamy / David Bellamy Turn the radio up, it's time to get down Feeling high on the hopes in the wind Your first lover to love and the lightning above Taking off to hwere you've never been Stick your cares in the air, you can go anywhere When you're lookin' for th

Alcohol, my permanent accessory Alcohol, a party-time necessity Alchool, alternative to feeling like yourself O Alcohol, I still drink to your health I love you more than I did the week before I discovered alcohol Forget the caffe latte, screw the raspberry iced tea A Malibu and Coke for

E-Type - This Is The Way This.......this is the way This is the way I wanna live I'm going through changes This is the way I wanna live From this day on noone is going to tell me what I should do or what I should not that ain't the way, the way that it shall be fight it all the way so

The grasses still grow and the waters flow and the winds of the west they do roar The wild whippin‘ rain and teh ragin‘ main are knockin‘ onÉireann’s green shore The cry of the seagulls rang over the cliffs there’s magic and peace in the air Take me away to Doolin Bay to the pride o

Karl-otto kommt aus ostberlin und blasi heißt sein hund beide warn nie in der partei ging er gassi mit dem balsi wasser lasi dann war quasi ein stasi immer mit dabei es sprach dere gorbatschow es werde licht, ubd siehe es ward ein wenig heller karl-otto packt dir trude macht seine bude

I never did like a mark And you can ask my momma, all my niggas had drama Coming from the W.S., go the length And doing more dirt than Tide with extra strength You can ask the people that I fucked with Not one of them ever got their duck sick Punk, I ain't gonna blow ya Cause the hunt for the

Hey, what you want, baby I got it What you need, mmm, you know I got it All I`m askin` is for a little respect when you come home (Just a little bit) Yeah, baby baby baby (Just a little bit) When you come home (Just a little bit) Hey (Just a little bit) I ain`t gonna do you wrong, while you

She turns to me so softly she says she understands what's driving me insane the nights we spent together were more than just a game but now nothing is like it used to be so i say Don't wanna live without you I never meant it to be that way Don't wanna live without you why don't

Everybody's Got A Mountain To Climb by Dickey Betts Copyright 1994 Sony Music Entertainment, Inc. Transcribed by Ed Luskey Everybody's got a mountain to climb, This road we travel gets a little tough sometimes, Sometimes I know you feel like you can't go on, Need somebody help you get back

It's Not My Cross To Bear by Gregg Allman Copyright 1969, 1974 Metric Music Company, Inc., NY, NY Tab Guitar Chords I have not come, yeah, to testify abuot our bad, bad misfortune and I ain't here a wond'rin' why. But I'll live on and I'll be strong 'cause it just ain't my cross to bear.

You were the honest friend I was the great pretender I hid my feelings to the end now i want to say what it means to me How i could never be the same without you... The way i know i really feel about you The way i know i`ll always feel about you Why can`t we, why can`t we Why can`t we try to

It´s A Long Way To Tipperary Up to mighty London came an Irishman one day As the streets are paved with gold sure ev´ryone was gay Singing songs of Piccadilly Strand and Leicester Square Till Paddy got excited then he shouted to them there lt´s a long way to Tipperary It´s a long

[Lion] And she says she needs more than a friend That’s all I ever been yo Well one day you gon’ overstand yo badu And I remember the first time that we met yo How could I forget When you smiled And I turned and said to you Yo, your pure and true I’m in love with you, in love with y

Have you ever tried 2 dig in a naked man´s pocket? Yo,i got the need 4 liquid,but there´s a hole in a bucket. I would say "fukk it",but i can´t. By myself means nescescarry,like a teen needs a mu´fukkin´brand.. Yo,i would hit the bank,if they would just let me in,yo, And i would

M|A|R|R|S[Artiest]
M|A|R|R|S (ook wel MARRS) was een Brits studioproject dat in 1987 een nummer 1-hit had in onder meer Groot-Brittannië, België en Nederland met het nummer Pump Up the Volume. Dit nummer was een van de eerste singles die slechts bestonden uit samples van andere liedjes. MARRS bestond uit de ledengr

I can make you blush I can make you sweat Make you come over all possessive Like I'm your angel to protect Make your heart beat at 134 beats a minute Think your life's empty without me in it But what you don't know won't hurt you So I keep it to myself that I'm crazy about you "Treat

i woch auf in der frua, weil mei nachbar baut grad um er weckt mi mit der hilti, irgendwann do bring i'n um und seine black & decker, fohrt mir ins hirn hinein der oide hat an pecker, oba des siecht er net ein i tame aus'n bett und renn am türstock an i wunder mi warum ma in der frua no zu

I tend the wheat field that makes your bread. I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed. Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth Chorus: I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day. Don't mean to alarm her, But I know it was meant

Music & Lyrics: Willie Harry Wilson Sam, you've been waiting much to long Now it looks like she's not coming home. Sam, you've been loyal, true and faithful All this time with being alone. If I could get that same dedication I'd give you everything in creation If she doesn't come back

vocals: RICH - SCOTT - RICH & SCOTT You say I'm crazy but I don't have the time (Stargate... uh Five!) You say I'm crazy but I don't have the time (Yeah...C'mon!) (I, I, I...) I have been running around all after you (You, you, you...) You have been playing me for a fool (My, my, m

Round & round I just can't help thinking What you've done to me You built a wall of love and tore it right down In front of me And you think you know what's going on You keep telling me that I am wrong I don't care about what you do 'Cause if you mess with me I'll get rid of you