hey, what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down Stop, hey, what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down. Stop, now, what's that sound? Everybody look what's
Übersetzung: Simple Minds. Für was es wert ist.
or do you taste the wine? What's left for us this spring besides grass-stained corduroy? What's left for us this spring besides stratched-out corduroy? Well, like it
mine and yours Both right in two after you I won't go gently into that bad earth I will fight for you with all that's in me For all that it's worth
past It's as simple as that, yeah [Chorus:] Some people say that I'm not worth it I made mistakes but nobody's perfect I guess I'll give it a try I
there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I
The answerin, simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says its goin down tonight We finally made it to
And fly gold Rolex, you can't fit no more Diamonds on it Pinky ring, worth a house If I decide to pwn it What's up now punk? Yo start to choke up? You
s a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made
T.I. talking] ("Be easy" in the background) What it iz pimp? T.I.P., Trap Muzik, understand that? Grand Hustle pimp! Ay, whus hattnin' Toomp? Let's ride out homie! What it
s and their see-saw's Just call me Freddy Krueger (Let's go!) Let's give it to the mind of a man Who the mind over manner, won't beef like rude Chris
The answerin', simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says it's going down tonight We finally made it
and fly gold Rolex, you can't fit no more diamonds on it Pinky ring, worth a house, if I decide to pawn it What's up now punk? You start to choke up?
days, Elco's, S S's The best is where the west is niggaz don't test us Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride? Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride
But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food For the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
Manhattan to turf For what it's worth my mum held me down one deep Pops was absentee but minds you don't sleep It took her feelings to raise me lean
and all the big bulky jewelry All of it - In what, daylight? That's the plan kid They don't even care if it's Candid Because passerbys mind they own
it all is it's worth nothing I wonder if after it all is there someone still waiting for me Is this all in the plan for the helping hand I wish it would