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Übersetzung: The Police. Jemanden zum Reden.
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flat I'm starting all over, good bye to all that Put on some music and pour out a drink I'll go back to bed and I'll try not to think Someone to talk
since a little bitty child I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild. Pop pop! just like the part that's in my walk with street talk I'm runnin'
censor me, if you feel glorious We have weed in our cakes and Oreo's Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro You want my roll, on someone you hardly
walks innocence is injured experience just talks everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees that these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze' on ITV and BBC they talk
in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac image You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna Fight?) I'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking
body, now they hauntin the block Where they used to stand at, somebody's takin they place A younger man perhaps, hand slaps, can't understand that Same walk, same talk
Missy's through the crowd Uhh, I hear the gats go cha-pow Who shot me damnit? Bitch get down Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh
E done change eh No mind them No mind them No mind them My brother [no more] suffering and smiling [no more] Children are crying [no more] Police dey keep harassing [Oga police
met man It was really nice talking And I really wish there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle Trying to explain myself to a police
Mardi Gras with double chrome forty-fours Full up plates, cause someone I'm ready to take yours! Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatin Hyperventilatin, you're talk
Gyalionic make me wrap the microphonic, Keep it real Me doh act it like ah man wey drop. Talk it! [Chorus:] We smokin till we look down at D sky, High like the Greeting someone
peoples gettin killed out there, seen? (SEEN!) None of y'all niggaz can talk about peace when Palestinian youth throwin rocks at police In the street we talk
, 'cause we don't let it stand in our way Nigga we get paid You get the drop for free, look me up When you reach someone, thinkin' of someone I can hook
