me I feel You on the edge Thunder speaks Your name I know You are here I know You are here How long will the heavens cry out to You? How long will creation
so tight Holding me to the sky I know You are here I feel You on the air How long will the heavens cry out to You? How long will creation speak Your
Übersetzung: Gesprochen. Wie lange.
me so tight Holding me to the sky I know You are here I feel You on the air How long will the heavens cry out to You? How long will creation speak Your
them stunts up to Super Dave I'll be your nigga, as long as we can understand that I's the nigga whose spoke coke can be the man He wine and dine,
in a quiet monastery For you they wear whatever you want them to as long as it is short They count to ten when you tell them how to drive And when they
Kitty Kat (Kitty Kat) He don't want you anymore Nooooooooooo [x2] [Spoken] Got diamonds on my neck Got diamonds on my records Since 16 I was coming down ridin' Lexus' How
little Kitty Kat (Kitty Kat) He don't want you anymore Nooooooooooo [2x] [Spoken] Got diamonds on my neck Got diamonds on my records Since 16 I was coming down ridin' Lexus' How
Made the woods around him ring, And he charmed the heart of a lady, Charmed the heart of a lady. 2. "How old are you, my pretty little miss, How old
RASPUTIN Lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really was gone RA RA RASPUTIN Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on (Spoken
. An American man named Joe living on a farm in the holy land of Rochester, New York. You mean the Mormon Prophet Joseph Smith? That's right. That young man spoke to God. He spoke
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack His eyes, how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His
the sick with his kind hands And he taught me how to sail and how to find dry land And my grandmother was all sweetness And when she spoke we all heard
Road Well I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to
and stay for real You looking mad, girl for goodness sakes You with all those curves and me without no breaks Ooh, I'm willing to work it out however long
whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones Close cuts, braids, long
can't see us. I swear we were there. There's a plan meet at a quarter to nine. Dress in black and patiently wait for the sign. They spoke of painting
