Oh les mes c'est le Wati-b, t'es bête ou quoi?. Faut pas le dire aux autres (Héé Hoooo). On grimpe comme madonna ou maradonna frappe et te brise le dos.
Patience is a virtue, virtue is a grace. Grace is a little girl who wouldn't wash her face. Grace is a virtue, virtue is a mean. Between two extremes, one of excess, one of deficiencies.
(Ain't love in the heart of the city) --> Bobby Bland. . [ Verse 1 - Larry-O ]. Gun claps erupt from the back alley way. The heat in the streets stress a nigga every day.
Alert, alert this is an upfront street bulletin. Coming live from FA. (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps). If you are a gangster and you confessing you kill a nigga on record.
Ain't been to church since back in the day. Used to go to church back in the day. Smacked and i'd pray, now I just laugh in dismay. The earth is fucked, the city is gone.
Bass! How low can you go?. Death row what a brother knows. Once again, back is the incredible. The rhyme animal. The incredible D. Public Enemy number one.
Jippie O. Vodka O. Das Leben ist ein auf und ab. Es geht mir auf den Sack. Ich hab das Laufen satt. . Ich will das sich die Scheine häufen. Ich will geile Bräute.
Guten Morgen, Juice, Peter Fox aus Berlin hier, ohne Seeed dafür mit K.i.Z. Feature, 40,2 Grad, 6 Uhr früh, irgendwie komisch, Fieber heißt der Song!rt bin, ich hab Fieber, lieg auf'm Rücken, ich brauch Waffen für 'n Krieg gegen Mücken, ich.
Ready on the right, the right, the right,. Ready on the left, the left, the left. Ready on the right, the right, the right,. Ready on the left, the left, the left.
Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun. Boom boom bang avant qu'il y ait maldonne. Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun. Boom boom bang bad boy. . Fixe, fixe l'avenir auquel tu te risques.
REFRAIN. Pour que ça sonne funk. Laisse-moi sampler do funk. Tout d'abord, une première mise au point. Un simple rappel. Je ne suis en aucun cas politicien.
Au microphone, le boug d'en bas, prêt à se pe-ta pour des scal'pas. Pas de choix, non c'est la vie qui veut ça. Et sincèrement, je serais pas, c'est sûr !.
[Chorus]. Me and my homies tho. You know we kick it like everyday. Me and my homies, kick it like everyday. . But I'm alone in my room. And I don't have no one to talk to.
When I was a younger man. People say don't dream too tall. 'Cause if you live your life this way. You set yourself up for big falls. I stay up late in my room at night.
I was born botanical. the soul of an animal. deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots. no need for mechanical. I come strictly organical. when I need to feast, I look to the East.
Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel. I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow. Bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle. Of the city isolation is a riddle.
We livin' in a mean time and an aggressive time. A painful time, a time where cynicism rots to the vine. In a time where violence blocks the summer shine.
I wasn't born yesterday, but I remember the way things used to be, used to be. I know that it was never perfect but we did not have the problems that we see, we see.
I want to make it slow. Sensemille. I want to make it slow. Make me feel ya. . Heavy medicine. ya see my eyes are feeling red again. I'm bringin' light.
So many times, people turn they backs to you. 'cause they don't want to see, what's inside you. 'cause lookin' inside of you. They might realize there's something inside of them.