Übersetzung: Pace, Joe. Stand.
wit slug beams. Joe and Nick and catty Matty open your bloodstreams. Snake ya make ya broad disrespect ya break I break the One N9ne grace to face wit pace
Joe I opened my eyes, Joe The night had been a giant Dribbling and pacing the boards I opened my eyes, Joe All your letters and cards All stacked up against the door I opened my eyes, Joe
I had a dream I had a dream I had a dream, joe I had a dream, joe You were standing in the middle of an open road I had a dream, joe Your hands were
, releasin' me G, easy be To keep the great MC Then I throw em I lean and mean record to spark So I can school that ass just like Joe Clark Next I translated
the hair drum The bigger will pummel a nigga that's little You can't compare a nigga like Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe But yet you steadily pickin
go back to work if I'm wasting away? (JOE says nothing. He is trying to control his rage.) NORMA Don't stand there hating me, Joe. Shout at me, strike
it says. (JOE opens it and reads out, half-amused and half-appalled.) JOE "Mad about the boy" NORMA Yes, and you do look absolutely divine. (JOE is
Bread gamblin, grand tamperin In two bars I send ya man scrambling Now how it feel to throw punches and can't land em Or be powerless while you can't stand
Frank with (chorus) I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expected, Living at a fairly hectic pace. When I count the years that I have happily
[The Grouch] Yes, YES! Alright, keep it going now, keep it moving You got a nice pace (that's right) [Chorus x2: The Grouch] Some things never, change
I had a dream I had a dream I had a dream, Joe I had a dream, Joe You were standing in the middle of an open road I had a dream, Joe Your hands were
: Frank with (chorus) I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expected, Living at a fairly hectic pace. When I count the years that I have happily
