Lyrics:
by that time, we are lucky having roland in the band. and he's
Just doing great songs and great guitar work he's doing. and a good pal as
Well. he's
On the streets where the streetcars
Are squeaking through the morning
The flags that are raised start to wave
Goodbye to the old people
Gathered by
Over and over and over again
I just keep doing this trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My
Mathis
For Mathis lovers this album has his style
Beautiful numbers are heard on the car radio
After all records are cut in the recording studio
My
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
blast
Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker
I scored from the inner slums abroad
And my thoughts are razor
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
Chorus 1
CAB nelagey aamak (WE DON'T WANT CAB)
Hinxha nelagey aamak (WE DON'T WANT VIOLENCE)
Nijorey dexotey aamak (WHY ARE WE FOREIGNERS)
Aosinaki holu
out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
remember your smile every morning
Now my nights are the darkest and the longest
Send me a sign if you can hear me
Since you left, I feel so empty Mama
a billionaire?”
But still
I feel like foreigner
In my own land
Nobody I know could understand
That’s prolly why
I found shelter in music and films
It’s funny how
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
foreigners
So hey, you, you wanna marry us?
Prayers, the cross, they carry us
I wanna get out 'cause I'm curious
I'm serious, I hope you are feeling us
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
an foreigner body you in the rap game
Tell me how I leaked a album out at 24 and you still out here doing Them mixtapes
Tell me how I made it happen while I
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
foreigners
We are fellow citizens
Never again to be alone
Build firm into the cornerstone
Citizens of our forever home
Since a few centuries, there was a nation, Shackled by foreign occupation
Its people were constantly reeling, Under subjugation and condemnation
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
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