de mon bled vraiment j'ai pas de pot mais combien de foi si tu savait j'ai vu des gens parle de moi, me demande "Diam's elle est ou ? Diam's elle fait
mon bled vraiment j'ai pas de pot mais combien de foi si tu savait j'ai vu des gens parle de moi, me demande "Diam's elle est ou ? Diam's elle fait quoi
: If actions spoke louder than words, you'd have made me deaf by now You make it seem so easy to love me for who I really am It'd break my heart, if
: Intro: Fuck it nigga I got two choices rap or slang Yeah I choose this rap thing nigga but I don't knock no nigga for they hustle play it how it go
: Lying down on the ground, filled with hate No more power, no more future just emptiness Searching for a helping hand, but just desperate cries Everything
: A guy full of holes opens the door Sees on my face I've never been before Only noises no soothing sounds Decorated people tell me It looks great on
: Another night Another fight What could be so wrong (be so wrong) I wish we'd seen us What could be between us All along Could this be our last dance
: Escape the carven paths Listen to the voices in your head Hear them whisper in their ancient tounges Let them lead you out of Darkness Into the newborn
: C'e chi ha detto qui non va pe niente Gliel'ha strillato in faccia a un governante E adesso sta in un centro per la mente C'e chi ha detto faccio
letto, co' la strega e col diamante. Ma stasera ero ubriacone o spagnolo? Boh? Ah veneto ... non ce capisco piu niente ... e 'ntu lettu c'e un diamante
: you face me in silence and hope is in your eyes unspoken yet pleading you wait for my reply alone now i tremble in want of your embrace let not tears
: I'm not a man on a mission But a rising anger forces me to stand And count my voice defiant I'm not opposed to the process But the facts before us
: Le soleil s'est couche ce matin Tous la drapeaux ont basse les yeux Devant ce char d'assaut, non sanglots Montent la haut Seul dans son linceul Orange
: Como quien tira de una cuerda que se rompera, tirar, tirar, tirar, tirar, tirar... Como sin darse cuenta rozar un poco mas, los ojos aun cerrados para
: C?e silenzio quando vanno via i bambini ------E la casa resta vuota di rumori C?e silenzio quando escono i giornali E silenzioso il tocco?fertile
: Ich rap' fur Talkshowgaste und Moderatoren, fur Besserwisser, Labersacke, alle, die meine Ohren strapazieren, denn euch allein verdank' ich dieses