Lyrics:
Starling
Music and Lyrics by Reese Roper from album Anti-Meridian
Filthy bird laying in our yard,
Four chamber heart never beat so hard.
Dad said
Mahal Kita Walang Iba
Ogie Alcasid
Mahal kita walang iba
By ogie alcasid
Album:
Eto na naman ang puso ko
Tumitibok-tibok at mayroong binubulong
to the Bahamas
Two first class seats, me and hot mama
Two weeks then, back to greenhouse headquarters
More albums on orda'
More hard drives on orda'
Back
their backs turning away
With wishes of good luck
They say I'll be okay
These times go by so fast
I'll never have them back
I know that life will
Freeze in a moment
Do not move
Do not breathe
Do not do not be
Freeze in a moment
Like a photo in a frame in the album of your brain
Do not
GIRLFRIEND
By: Kamikazee
From the album: Kamikazee
It never even crossed my mind
That I would fall in love with you
You were always there behind me
Nase
Nachdem die getönten Scheiben runtergehen
Hol' ich die Scheiben runter vom Laden
Drive-by aus dem schwarzen Jeep
Welcher Hurensohn will mit den
erzählen?
Eure Melancholie zieht vielleicht bei Mädels
Aber nicht bei mir, man
Tausend Rapper mit beschissener Beatwahl
Wieso fragt ihr nach files by Bennett?
caille'
Parler de pericocha, de drive-by
Quand tout le monde sait que le plus illégal
Des trucs que tu fais dans la vie c'est de voler le wi-fi
ceaux-mor
Trois hommes peuvent garder un secret que si deux d'entre eux sont morts
Mes punchlines c'est d'l'or, l'album c'est une bijouterie
Masterisé,
stop
Cause its 187 on a muthafuckin cop
And ya stripes will get took quick, bust ya damn dick
By a reckless young black pit
Indo or tai, nigga lets get
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
magic, eh? It's coming in.
Well, that's like...
It's like it was sung by angels.
Hey, hosehead.
Yeah, what?
Guess what?
What?
It's over!
asleep
You know you're ghetto when you think you represent
But them niggas on your block ain't spendin' a red cent
And tryin' to buy your album (nigga
sponsered by Nike
All this hype be surroundin me
And I heard that on the block that you was clowin me, sayin
You ain't my homie to be a cold day in hell
doing these things from when deyja was ran by randy
So the bars are sharp like a Stanley
Overstand me
I like Bashment
I like Jungle
I like electro
odpowiem
Trzeba by nagrać album o tych co mnie drażnią
To niewinne przytyki nawet się nie wczuwam w hardkor
Sami się prosili piszę pod wpływem chwili
Każdy z
Mówią to i tamto mówią to i tamto
Lecz ja wiem co ma wartość bo wiem co jest za mną
Wielu lubi gadać na nasz temat gul wybija gały
Każdy album działa na
oddałam swoje serce
O rapie mam pojęcie ja jestem nim zatruta
Wiem że nam nie dorównasz choć nawet byś się uparł
Gdy słuchasz tego syfu to nigdy nie masz
But that's a compliment
Plus y'all fucking with the realest on the continent
Independent solo content by the boat load album number 1 with no promo
No
garażem dam ci album z bagara
Rara wspólne tańce nie pochwały na forach
Też pokochałeś te punche są jak strzały Amora
Ruchy zawsze na zajawce trochę stary
Vad har du gjort mer än va packad?
Du är för dum för min kärlek, jag borde fattat
Ingen rappar som jag rappat
När jag släpper mitt album, det
amounts, Still smoking by the ounce.
Still fuck with Dre, I’m gettin head right outside his house.
2020 vision, angel on the grill.
Juiced up to Pac like
ej
Nie jest sztuką za buchy narobić sobie długi
Tylko latać z tym bez pomocy papugi
Robię tak mocny album, że odejdą fugi
Bass smera ją po cipce,
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