brakes) No matter where you from, it's for you and yours (These are the brakes) Bringing it back to the brakes like the, 'Yes, yes, y'all' (These are the brakes
Übersetzung: De La Soul. Bremsen.
brakes] No matter where you from It's for you and yours [These are the brakes] Bringing it back to the brakes Like the 'yes yes y'all' [These are the brakes
the brakes] No matter where you from It's for you and yours [These are the brakes] Bringing it back to the brakes Like the 'yes yes y'all' [These are the brakes
moves my soul I'm gonna keep on rollin, rollin Hey, just wanna hear everybody say (rollin', rollin') At the top of your lungs till the windows brake
Jesus Waiting there to greet us Hey Hey I finally found my way Said goodbye to yesterday Hit the gas, there ain't no brakes on this lost highway Yeah
man were back in the alley tradin' hands `Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-man all duded up for Saturday night Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
baby just come to me don't brake my heart tonight, swinging my soul desire baby just come to me, be what you wanna be using your fantasy, i need your soul
hardcore I'm floating again This fake fir place Won't warm my soul nor face But still I'm floating Again Hypnosis releases brakes Make you do things
grins. Shall I do the honors? I turn my head thinking about this side of you. Oh, for my sanity I really need a brake. But I can't take the time away
those shoes We'll go roaming in the night Well, how are things on the West Coast? You keep it moving to your soul's delight Now I've tried the brakes
with no ties or leash And watch you fall See I got this soul It's all fired up This soul, I got this soul It's all fired up This soul, it's all fired
ll detach you Mind from spirit, body from soul They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked
't know you, think they know you too well, you jell Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set Press you're brakes, Feds wanna
, The Ramones, Trick and U2 A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC I've got the brakes to shake the whole
: Now as the nails brake through my palms Leave me orphaned soul Tear your earthly chains Rise up from your carnal gaul Mistrustful as a wounded beast
soul is burnin, about to catch fire! I'm overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I can't help myself, I'm on fire! Ha ha ha ha My soul is burnin, about to
split, you won't forget The DF put it down, now get down, or sit down [OutKast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul