1100101

written, arranged, composed & produced by Felix J. Gauder & Olaf Roberto Bossi. Submitted: Philipp Widmer aka PeeWee. 1100101 heisst ich liebe Dich. ich mchte bei Dir sein.

2c-i

7th Day

We're all forgiven. We're all forgiven. We're all forgiven. We're all forgiven.

8 [untitled Track]

(violent j). . then they wanted to know if i would trade 10 juggalos for 100 mainstream fans and i said i would trade 10 juggalos for 100,000 mainstream fans, 10 juggalos are priceless.

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Hes still Good, good. Hes still good. After all that I have been through. Hes still good. . I still have joy, joy. I still have joy. After all that I have been through.

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"Death Don't Want You". . -Blaze-. It ain't no place to be, trust me. And why is that you ask. Ain't no lights at the end. There's only darkness on my path.

945

Our nation is in difficulty, the crisis is killing every dream. The future is uncertain, missing work so. what will be the end?. This shit is not our dirty job, our target is not to create the laws.

000111

29 Nights

A thousand miles. A month of emptiness. A million tears have been dried. I recall the look in your eyes. When I told you goodbye. . You said darlin', you're makin' a big mistake.

14 Ladies

Chorus. . 14 ladies at my door. How they got here I don't know. Could it be my danja style or is it just my danja flow. Rhymes I kick ain't make-beleive.

99 Percent

some people say talk is cheap. oh but have say that i disagree. cuz sometimes my words mean more than anything. cuz i mean wat i say and i say what i mean.

9/11

whos to blame? set our country in to one big flame. we are still united under our fair god. still getting fucked by our government,. they say we should forget but they find ways.

1000 Deaths

I can't believe I can't get over my fear. They're gonna send me over the hill. Ah, the moment of truth is near. They're gonna send me over the hill. .

25 Miles

[** feat. Philip Lawrence:]. . Her Heart Is Racing*. And The Room Is Heating Up. And Her Eyes Are Glazing. But She Still Can't Get Enough. . The Beat Is Bumping Now Shes Blowing Up Blowing Up.

16 Tons

All this gray mornings are now so normal. Remember the time we are bored of waking up. With the sky crying over the cities. . I wish you were the sun.

66613

Fuckin' fast and mean (x3). 66613. High on punk rock-n-roll (x2). Fuckin' fast and mean. 66613. 2, 3, GO!! (x2). Sick phuckin shit. High on punk rock-n-roll.

10,000 Chariots

well all me don't love is the people weh fight 'gainst me.. Me don't love dem, but me enjoy dem because me cyan sit dung. and think of dem and write music bout dem....

4-3-43

Author: Dalla_Lucio. Title: 4/3/43. 4 marzo 1943 DALLA. A Gbm A. A E. Dice che era un bell'uomo e veniva, veniva dal mare. E A. Parlava un'altra lingua pero' sapeva amare.

3000 Miles Away

New Orleans could not find the groove. In Nashville the grass did not seem blue. And Denver did not seem more than three feet high. The Empire did not scrape the sky.