[feat. Jimmy Maguire] Like a free sample, you gotta try me Got dudes who ride with me, girls who wanna ride me My words are not styrofoam don't take
Jerz] [Wem] Yeah, hey... Young Jerz... the kid Wem The unexpected Yeah [Verse 1: Wem] You already know, what I'm about I be in your mouth because Wem
[Hook:] Download me Make up for the time you've wasted Come slowly And claim back the boy you left behind [Verse 1:] Nothing was ever given to me so
[Wem:] Yeah My voice kinda fucked up... I be iight Let's run through it, yeah [Hook:] I'm coming through so you gotta bump the speakers loud All up
kam [Refrain 2x] Seit Tag 1 vom Leben verfuhrt denn es hei?t, ehre wem Ehre gebuhrt mal sehen wohin mich das Leben fuhrt doch ich denk dran, ehre wem
: Wem erzahlst Du nach mir Deine Traume Wem erzahlst Du nach mir Deine Traume Wem erzahlst Du Deine Traume Wem erzahlst Du nach mir Deine Traume Wem
: Und dann packt es dich am Hals und schreit, was hast du hier verloren? Du bist den Atem und die Gnaden los und fuhlst dich neu geborn. Das muss nichts
: Wem Gott will rechte Gunst erweisen Den schickt er in die weite Welt Dem will er seine Wunder weisen In Berg und Wald und Strom und Feld Die Bachlein
R-O-C-K Mafia Creation shows me what to do I'm dancing on the floor with you And when you touch my hand I go crazy, yeah The music tells me what to
I stumble in the night Never really knew what it would've been like You're no longer there to break my fall The heartache over you I'd give it everything
Make us fight on the hill in the early day constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless grey on they fight for the right
BE CAREFUL WHO YOU LOVE (ARTHUR'S SONG) WRITER HARLAN HOWARD RECORDED BY HANK WILLIAMS JR. AND BY MARTY STUART The old guitar picker had run
Make his fight on the hills in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray On they fight for their right
Moons in June I've given up on that stuff Arms have charms but I've no hope of falling in love The rest of life pales in significance I'm looking
I wish to fire the trees af all these forrest I give the Sunne a last farewell each evening I curse the fidling finders out of Musicke With envie i doo
Het is gek, hij is weg Maar het is een bevrijding Het is gek, hij is weg Maar ik voel geen verdriet Het is gek, hij is weg 't Was zo lang al een dreiging
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You know there ain't no end to man's desire To steal your water, steal your fire Snakes in the garden, apples on the tree All of this looks easy, none