Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nigh Hey, yu see Sly & Robbie Chorus: A just Selassie send dem, well Play music fi heathen, well Si di Christian we
: Bero Bass: (Chorous) Hey, dass wars auch fast schon, aber einen habe ich noch fur euch (yeah) (Part 1) Das war mein Westside Cologne City Meisterwerk
l'abri Promettez-moi qu'ils iront tous au paradis Soldats 9.2.I, 92e Compagnie [Refrain] Mon rap a ete crucifie a en devenir Christ, Christ Libre a
La, la, la, la la la Stay rollin' up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la Get high [Verse 1:] (Yeah, yeah) Hello, my name's Christian, steady flame spittin' Treble, bass
have them all asking where the chorus be Bitch I'm good money and nobody affording me Playing my cards right whiter then a Marb lite Voice raspier then christian
: Watch me ride... Take the words and the bass, Taste, and then swallow me, You're chasing the devil Cos you're level if you follow me For quality, and
me? We are trippin' on XTC Now, livin' in, livin' in, livin' in now (Hallucinal genius) Are you boys on drugs? Yeah, Jesus Christ Yeah, he is nice Yeah, Jesus Christ
moi la vie Mais foutez-moi la paix Je n'suis pas Jesus-Christ Je suis le fils de Ferdinand Le roi des ebenistes Et le plus grand truand De la basse
with weapons that homicidal Star leaves you marked from the start like tribal scars (Allah punk) I'm hazardous as a bomb and arms spinnin' like Christ
, Lil' Kim While you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's All chrome D3's, decked out TV's CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced Don't be fooled
got a crush on you While you tryin' to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's All chrome D3's, decked out TV's CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced Don
bring it back Tell the ghetto show discipline, whattup? I said Sheek gun, Puerto Rican, bullets stay whistlin' Sheek and SP in and out, haul for the streets Turn the bass
, check my messages Yeah this P To erase this message press seven, to save it press nine Styles: Pick up ya goddamn phone man, I keep tryin to call you Jesus Christ
fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go) So we speakin', all I know your face will be leakin' I rap full time and still pump bass on the
Yeah.....Yo...... Hey yo my cocaine's whiter than colgate, And when Christ come imma go relocate. Finish off the dimes, Big slabs of crack, writin my
with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go) Basically speakin', all I know your face will be leakin' I rap full time and still pump bass on the weekend
get your flesh torn off I come from that place where you cats can't face Where cops can't chase or invade my space We turn up the bass, you tremble in
whole life is a beat The cries of a baby Soothes, the baby sleeps The mirrors and expressions of your life Emotion Life is a song, a beat, a tempo Christ
