(Cseh Tams - Beremnyi Gza) Jl figyelj, Desir! Ltod, most benylok a bels zsebembe, s tudod-e, mit hztam most el? Ltom, hogy nem tudod. Na j, ht felfjom
(Cseh Tamas - Beremenyi Geza) Jol figyelj, Desire! Latod, most benyulok a belso zsebembe, s tudod-e, mit huztam most elo? Latom, hogy nem tudod. Na jo
Übersetzung: Cseh Tamás. Antoine Nagy Kisérlete.
: The sunlight hits the corner of your eye As it bounces off the morning sky The summer in the 70s fly by Bye Daylight hits the corners of your mind
: Believe in the lie Of the big eyeball in the sky Billy, watch what you're saying Billy, watch what you do Billy, best lay back and watch the wide
: Well, ain't it a shame That our short little memories Never seem to learn The message of history We keep makin' the same mistakes Over and over and
: Yeah cerci un bravo ragazzo ti fai solo dei grandi viaggi del cazzo e inutile che cerchi un bravo ragazzo ti fai solo dei grandi viaggi del cazzo io
: Es ist F zu dem R hier bin ich wieder Es ist F zu dem R F R Es ist F zu dem R Braunschweig Es ist F zu dem R forever and ever Es ist F zu dem R motherfucker
: Maybe your guilt?s making you feel, You want to apologise, But it?s too late; it?s your mistake, The time has now expired? Save your concerns
: MOTORMOUTH Once upon a time Girl i was just like you Never let my extra large Largesse shine through Hair was brown and nappy Never had no fun
: I Get Diamonds Big Old Pearls Brand New Cars Cuz I Got My Girl She My Best Friend She Keeps It Real I Love My Nookie, Nookie Pay My Bills That Juicy
: I remember nights out when we were young They weren't very good they were rubbish Running round Highroyds isn't fun Just teenagers testing their courage
: Para hermano, para un poquito que estamos de la mente Mente que busca enroscarse con la gente, gente que humilde camina por la calle, calle, calle,
: I'll chant your favorite slogans Control me with a string We've got the formula Intact Now watch us rule the scene Maybe we could be the next big thing
: [E.D.I Amin] I speak For all my ni**az livin' in the rush Slow it down just a notch baby It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright [2Pac + E.D.
: Banana, Chocolate, Tapioca, Figi Banana, Chocolate, Tapioca, Figi...Puddin'! (Thanks to John for these lyrics)
: [spoken:] put your headphones on The guys in gym class always gave me wedgies after school The eight grade kids that always made me feel like such
: (Chorus) I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I
