People in the city P E O P L E C I T Y People in the city P E O P L E C I T Y People in the city On the sidewalk People in the city Near the street lamp People in the city At the bus stop People in the city
Übersetzung: Air. Menschen in der Stadt.
.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city On the sidewalk (People in the city) Near the street lamp (People in the city) At the bus stop (People in the city) Down the station (People in the city
L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city On the sidewalk (People in the city) Near the street lamp (People in the city) At the bus stop (People in the city) Down the station (People in the city
head, girl Party everywhere, girl I Wake me up in San Francisco Where the love is in the air All the people stop and stare Baby take me back to the city
up in a Viper With a rifle, that'll mean your smirk Flows make my people lean, and twerk I hit the track and beat it up like Ike and Tina Turner, it's Chopper City
up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me out there, Nothin' in between but air
knows that I gotta get out Of this place Time to close the day Time to lock the door time to greet the street I'm so happy I'm walking on air People staring
this is a lifestyle Traveling across the globe presenting the truth of Jesus man! Let's go! [Rapping:] What up Hiphop? What up gangstas, nerds, people
: [Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air *static* What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* [Man responds] I love
P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I catch a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not
we might as well shine together Better now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air
's moms shoot up clubs and destroy nigga's vibes everybody running for their motherfucking lives Tough club niggas, we leave early, cock back surely open up your fade, your grey brain meets motor city
P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I catch a new case, and tell her ass \"catch me if you can\" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm
I like it in the city when the air is so thick and opaque I love to see everybody in short skirts, shorts and shades I like it in the city when two worlds
Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas Day City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air
small country roads lined with green mistletoe Big city streets where a thousand lights glow Let it be Christmas everywhere Let heavenly music fill the air
