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Hi, tout le monde, tout le monde, tout le monde, hey,... Wooho, haha Tout le monde, hey, ha, ha, ha, ha Hey, comme des maillons d'une chaine, Le début de la vie, l'ADN Les hommes et les femmes qui s'aiment La joie, le bonheur, la galère et la haine Le foie gras c'est pour le Sauterne Le pl

Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Yeah,Yeah Bass Drop Bass Drop Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh You gotta hundred dollar bill get ya hands up You gotta fifty dollar bill put ya hands up You gotta twenty dollar bill get ya hands up You gotta ten dollar bill put ya hands up Singl

Feel the magic in the air Allez, allez, allez Levez les mains en l'air Allez, allez, allez Feel the magic in the air Allez, allez, allez Levez les mains en l'air Allez, allez, allez Feel the magic in the air Allez, allez, allez (Ey) Levez les mains en l'air (Magic System) Allez, allez, allez (RedOn

Difiero de la muerte en… Ausencia de la putrefaccion Disuelvo la orden de los templarios Para dar satisfaccion al protector Capricho de goya. Sucumbo en el abismo del deleite Disuelvo desaforado el agotamiento Ostento poseerme Amparado de panico Honrando las hancias mas abalicas Y

[Intro]: [Hightower]: Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me. [Xzibit]: Allo? [Girl]: Hello, Xzibit? [Xzibit]: Yeah, yeah, what`s up? [Girl]: Hold on one second ok? [Xzibit]: Alright [Hightower]: Xzibit? [Xzibit]: Hey, what`s up? [Hightower]: It`s Ron, Hightower. [Xzibit]:

Channel Zero Approximately fifty years ago under the direction of President Harry Truman and in the interest of national security A group of twelve top military scientific personnel were established This group's primary objective was to desensitize us to the truth And to suppress the materi

As we step in the place Everybody know who we are Shining like we are super stars Got my crew and we coming though tonight MVP is the name And you know we'll be makin moves Making you shake it to the grooves Got the spotlight Untill the morning light [Chorus:] Bounce, if you really wanna

[Mannie Fresh] Ladies and gentlemen This one goes out to that little kid that got fried Spam for lunch I feel for you, I`m with you, I`m with you brother And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm That just burn baby, burn baby, burn Pop open a malt liquor Smoke

[50 Cent] I, know, you, know I'm, on, fiiiii-re [Chorus: 50 Cent] If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me Oh - you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me An

[Chris Brown] Yeah, this Virginia, straight from the country, right there wit my kinfolk Golds and my mouth and they put 26's on Benzo's Dirt roads, back wood, they got weed but I've been dope Ratchet, nigga we act hood, but I'm getting money with these white folk Sippin' and I'm faded, super medica

JD: Uh, ha What you thinkin` about? You and me goin` one-on-one (say what) JD y`all (uh huh, So So Def) MC y`all (what you think about) I`m the man to fulfill your needs Get you everything that you see in your dreams (c`mon) Baby, lighten up and let nobody tear us apart If forever you`ll be my sweet

First thing Monday morning I`m gonna pack my tears away Got no cause to look back I`m lookin` for me a better day You see the thing `bout love Is that it`s not enough If the only thing it brings you is pain There comes a time when we could all make a change Just let go And let it flow, let

Oh yeah, yeah Oh yes Everything gonna be alright Oh yeah, yeah Now when I was a young boy At the age of five My mother said I`ll be The greatest man alive And now I`m a man I`m over twenty-one You better believe me, baby And I`ll say, we can have lots of fun I`m a man Huh huh huh huh huh A man

cómo comenzamos, yo no lo sé la historia que no tiene fin ni cómo llegaste a ser la mujer que toda la vida pedí contigo hace falta pasión y un toque de poesía y sabiduría, pues yo trabajo con fantasías ¿recuerdas el día que te canté? fue un súbito escalofrío por si no lo sabes

Ici tu ne trouveras pas, pas un bar pour t'y reposer Derrière, le vin rouge du comptoir n'aura pas le même goût Oh! ici tu es bien loin Tu es bien loin, tu es bien loin Des rues rues chaudes de Paris Ici pas un banc pour flâner Pas même la Seine pour s'y noyer Pas de coin de rue pour dis

Je suis ce que je savais J'y ai dansé la nuit L'esprit parfois retrouvé Et parfois c'est fini Je me raccroche à qui ? Tous mes héros sont morts Ne reste que mes ennemis Tant pis si j'ai eu tort Je suis ce que je savais J'y ai baigné les soirs Je sens que tout va changer J'ai vu le ciel si bas

Sur une mappemonde On voit la mer en bleu Que la Terre est bien ronde Que tout va pour le mieux Mais au niveau du sol Il y a des habitants Et la cour de l'école Et tous les adjudants Des océans qui grondent Des montagnes en feu Des immeubles qui tombent Et des gens malheureux C'est pour ça q

Test, test, test Zeg staat dit ding wel aan? Want ik wil helemaal gaan! Alle meiden doen mee, don’t you know? Alle jongens gaan oh-é-oh-é-oh-é-oh! Iedereen zegt: het lukt nooit Dat ik m’n leven vergooi! Maar juist daarom denk ik: Stop voor geen ogenblik! Blijf vechten, blijf wagen! Niet zeur

A quoi ca sert, l’amour On raconte toujours Des histoires insensées A quoi ça sert d’aimer L’amour ne s’explique pas C’est une chose comme ça Qui vient on ne sait d’où Et vous prend tout à coup Moi, j’ai entendu dire Que l’amour fait souffrir Que l’amour fait pleurer A qu

Sal-SA! Mi salsa es caliente! (my salsa is hot!) Mi cuerpo pide - oye! (my body wants - listen!) Mi cuerpo pide - oye! (my body wants - listen!) Oye oye oye Chorus: oye mi cuerpo pide salsa (hey, my body needs salsa) y con este ritmo (and with this rhythm) vamos a bailar (let's dance) oye

And I'm so high I can't go on Oh but I Can sing this song Because the love's still growing And the love's still growing Some folk say That all hope is gone But toda,y the world is one Because the love's still growing And the love's still growing It's time to say It's time to know

There's a room at the end of the world Where my secrets go to hide There's a room at the end of the world Where I'll wait for you tonight Where the roads all go to end Where lost Valentines get sent Where a rose comes back to life Where young love never dies Where we never say goodbye Don't say no

III. Heretic Welcome tired pilgrim Into the circle We have been waiting Everyone's gathered For your arrival All the believers Angels fall All for you Heretic Demon heart Bleed for us I've been waiting for you Weary preacher man You have been expected Now we can begin Let this hallowed day of ju

Feels like heaven to me Got me all confused This was not supposed to be I don`t know what to do Don`t ask me where it came from I`ve got this notion I can`t seem to shake It hits me like a little earthquake Chorus: Maybe the wine got me thinking Maybe the wine let me now Maybe the wine got me feel

The witchborn queen, leader of demonic whores Profane mistress, captor of sin Sworn to feed the ill and the weak and bring their women and men into temptation Eliza, the whore of the night attends the sabbath, the theatre of lust The hunter is in the ring, caressing folds of flesh Diabolical interco

In my father`s house are many mansions If it were not true he would have told me so He has gone away to live in that bright city He`s preparing me a mansion there I know Jesus died upon the cross to bear my sorrow Freely died that souls like you might have new life But I know that soon there`ll com

Quite some time, I been sittin' it out Didn't take no chances I was a pris'ner of doubt. I knocked down the wailin' wall Ain't no sin Got the feel of fortune; deal me in Comin' straight on for you. You made my mind. Now I'm stronger. Now I'm comin' through Straight on, straight on for yo

Learning to learn, make way within. I call you out, and you call out the sin. My face erased, now sanctified, retire early and watch sunsets from your sky 'Cause this place is burning up on me and as far as I can see, I cant see a thing I'm earning keep. Crashing down on my knees face to face

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt it's worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn' Fall on your knees, O hear the angel

Oh Lamb of God, you once were slain You took my sin and all my shame I see the cross, your sacrifice You died my death to give me life Oh Lamb of God, what can I bring that you deserve, Creator King You laid aside, your majesty You worn the crown of thorns for me Chorus: Hallelujah,Jesus,you are w

Dime que haría De mis dias? Quien soñaría Si no estas? Como podría Respirar el aire, lejos de ti Cuando no estas aquí? Solo por ti caminaría en la infinidad Afrontaria contigo la eternidad Solo por ti Dime lo que Siente tu alma? Dime porque Vive en mi? No se, pero voy muriendo Lento, solo, s

Stretching, filing, Against her skin, Blessed are those, Whoe are not kin. In sin we breathe, In sex we tie, Duct tape her legs, To the red sky. Foolsome flesh allowances, The pansies raided the pantry of, Gabardine dreams, promiscuous, Delight, deny not the flavor. Custard

Intro: Dr. Dre (Lady Of Rage) Yo yo whut sup? Yo man, give me some of that ol` gangsta shit, y`knowhutI`msayin? Some shit I can just kick back to, smoke a fat ass joint to YouknowhutI`msayin? He hahahahahahaha Hell yeah! You know what I`m talkin about? I like that ol` gangsta shit Cuz you know it`

[Dre] It`s the return of the gangsta thanks ta` Them niggas that`s on that blow that run up in yo` crib which contains your lady and an 8 month old child to raise plus you true blue `bout this music but they do not want to hear it because they`d rather be bouncin` and shootin` and killin` and bounci

Y'a un mariole, qu'y'a au moins quatre ans Y veut t'piquer ta pelle et ton seau Ta couche-culotte avec les bombecs dedans Lolita défends-toi, fous-y un coup d'rateau dans l'dos Attends un peu avant d'te faire emmerder Par ces p'tits machos qui pensent qu'à une chose Jouer au docteur non conventio