Uh, uh, uh, yo. Harlem World gon' make me rich. Harlem World gon' take your bitch. Harlem World is the place to be. This M-A-Dollar Sign-E. . Yo, hold up keep it steady.
Uh, the world is back, world war ii. Harlem world be the clique. Any nigga don't like it, he's a dick, nigga. Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen.
Ich mach mich auf den Weg zu nem Autohändler. Mein kleiner VW der macht es nicht mehr. Kaufmir nen riesen Mercedes Benz stattdessen,. den fahr ich dann aus wie besessen..
[Unverified]. I'm not modeling anymore for the two of you!. Well I guess, I just had my first taste of the filthy side of this business. . Modeling just sucks.
[intro]. i'm officially going in. and refusing to come out. unless i'm bloody. let's go. . [verse 1]. i'd like to think i pride myself on being humble.
If I recall correctly it was the middle of spring. Walkin' with my boys, contemplating what summer will bring. We started talkin' about girls and it was the funniest thing.
This is my Father's world. And to my listening ear. All nature sings and round me rings. The music of the spheres. . This is my Father's world. I rest me in the thought.
A.- El desierto del sahara. esta mas cerca de mis labios. que tus besos.... y el mercado en estambul.. . A.- Las mezquitas de la India. estn ms cerca de mis dedos.
Ella s que es morena. con los ojos oscuros. como el carbn y la luna nueva,. pero igual ya la viste. en la Puerta del Sol,. en el tramo de calle. que llega a Callao..
[Intro - Lil Wayne]. Yeah, it's on. Basically... I got Streets in the booth with me. Dedication trois. . [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]. Now let me talk my shit!.
Lil Wayne. . Magic, ahh ahh ow!. rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh. lemme spark up first.... Magic, ahh ahh ow!. rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh. lemme spark up first...
You were my first, my last, and my only. Ever since you left I've been lonely. I can't find no love in my homies. You always was true. . You were my first, my last, and my only.
So give me money or give me the graveyard(2x). Gi-give me the(8x). Give me money gi-give me the graveyard(2x). GI-Give me money give me the graveyard(2x).
From the greater to the grave nigga. I'mma be a paid nigga. And I escalate with some thousand dollar shades nigga. Tattoos on my face, that's why people think I'm crazy.
Cause all the words you ever heard are real. I feel I can't move on but you don't care at all. . It's like drowning deep in the ocean where noone can save me.
One two, one two. You're ready? You're ready?. . Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man Fruitkwan. The Gatekeeper, Prince Rakeem. And last but not least the Grym Reaper.
Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba. . Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn. I'm like grease in the frying pan 'cause I am. Bacon, eggs, toast, butter.
all my life i walked, stuck in the dark. thinkin brothers that went to church had to be marks (??). no hearts, though i had it twisted like french braids.
[Intro: Fuzzy Jones]. Well, it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth. It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth. It is a - when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound.
Hey, lick the tip, why dontcha. . In 1983, a team of crack draw enthusiasts created a masterplan. A design for a way of livin' so revolutionary, so groundbreaking.