Lyrics:
Jacques Audiberti, dites-moi que faire
Pour que le maçon chante mes chansons
Eh bien, mon petit, va-t'en chez mon père
Il te le dira, il était
I was born in Macon Georgia they kept my dad in the Macon jail
Dad said son if you keep your hands clean
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your
Macon Georgia Was Just A Dot On The Map
If You Were Lucky Enough To Get Out, There Was No Going Back
But Then In 69 The Allman Brothers Band Came
virginia down to macon, georgia)
sooner or later everybody gonna come around
To the sound of the South
That’s the sound of the south
scratchy old records
listed where I live, ain't he?
(Well, uh huh)
That nigga ain't real he be fakin', ain't he?
(Uh huh)
That nigga from Augusta by Macon, ain't he?
(Well, uh
I'm parked out here under the moon
It's time to give it a rest
Goodnight Raleigh, goodnight Durham
Goodnight Atlanta and Macon and Jacksonville
Macon ETH
J'avance direction les cinq flèches
Test pas j'ai l'compas dans l'oeil toujours a la recherche des ronds
J'mix lean beuh et hasj duo
S, activation
Celle là c'est pour la nation
Là, j'ai mon corazon en glaçon
Anti Franc Maçon
J'ai besoin d'une salope et d'une thalasso
Moteur V12,
tu prends doit servir de leçon
Fais pas l'con, reste focus, fais tes trucs à ta façon
Fais l'oseille des francs-maçons
La Finesse, le Chef, vraie
I was born in Macon Georgia they kept my dad in the Macon jail
Dad said son if you keep your hands clean
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your
a knock down, drag out ball
We'll have us a large, large time, you all
We played Macon, GA with Lynyrd Skynyrd, it was a rock 'n' roll hoedown
Van Zant
Jacques Audiberti, dites-moi que faire
Pour que le maçon chante mes chansons
Eh bien, mon petit, va-t'en chez mon père
Il te le dira, il était
grippe
Et comme un maçon, j'empilais les briques
J'suis plus un fan, j'ai pas besoin d'feats
J'mélange la Zushi avec le shit, yeah
C'est vrai qu'elle
John Malkovich
Rock Danger (Danger)
John Malkovich, malvadão de elite
Álcool, macon' com conjuntivite
Mama esse, mama esse, mama esse hit
Chama
Jackson
J'pleurs et j'me console, j'vis et j'm'enterre seul
Mon père était maçon, ta mère était masseuse
On n'est pas tout seul
Famille nombreuse comme
big hands and a heart pumping blood
and a 1967 colt .45 with a busted safety catch
the world shines as i cross the macon county line
going to georgia
Si tu rencontrais par hasard
Un maçon et un charpentier
Rénovant un château bulgare
Depuis mille ans désenchanté,
Ils te diraient que Dieu est
lay beside each other, staring at the sky
Listenin? to the whistlin? of the train blowin? by
As it was on it?s way to Macon The town where I was born
sense
While u in the street as a young black nigga from the ghetto
Discriminated surround only for predators
Government Macon’s without forget all
I been coolin' right here in Georgia
Staking and making
No I ain't from Macon
I reside in the city wit Hoyas
They say be a doctor or lawyer
But I'm
N'collaboré m3ahom all of them
N'collaboré m3ahom all of them
N'collaboré m3ahom all of them
Bani rassi ki chi grand maçon
All eyes on me ki chi franc-maçon
malvada quando a brisa bater
Joga a bun** malvada quando a brisa bater
Ela não tem frescura
Com ela é sem vergonha
Ela desça na pi**
Fumando só macon**
O
ser maçón. Fui tanta coisa nessa vida, quase que eu deixo o meu Brasil pra me tornar adepto do reverendo moon.
Vejam bem a minha história, sofri que
libertemos da opressão da ciência (hahaha)
Refrão:
Por que o Nazismo é de esquerda
E isso é tudo encomenda
do globalismo comunista hahaah
Os maçons
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