Uh Betty was worried about the lover that she has married And she didn't know what to do He'd been hit by a hammer on the head and he lay dead An' all
The undisputed, the greatest alive, my friend and my DJ, he's Jazzy Jeff On a motorcycle tis next guy fell He's my personal manager, he's the Hammer J
got the wrong colors over here, no fear") Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song I'm surprised, 'cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone And
the wrong colours over here, no fear") Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone And come
and get 'em off the wall So e'rybody in here can stop snorin' Yo where the safe money unlock it, pull it out your pocket Ben Banniker Bay with the Al
were to hit, would commercial be the shit? A universal role-reversal -- imagine that Where a cipher's too commercial and some corny rap is fat Would hammer
a sweet summer's night on Hammer Hill. Oh, the sound of distant carnival drums, The spanish guitar someone strums, It's a sweet summer's night on Hammer
a summer's night on hammer hill oh, it's hard to stay with the subject when you think of something so perfect as a summer's night on hammer hill I
[Lyrics by Tom Warrior (1983)] Three days of absolute eclipse Introduce the evoked tribunal Hailstorms proof. They told us the truth [REFRAIN:] Total
Three days of absolute eclypse Introduce the evoked tribunal Hailstorms proof, they told us the truth Total destruction, mankind to hell Blind and insane
Words unspoken, sworn in secrecy A burning flame for the ones who believe The prophecy Revelations from the sun as of the moon In seven nights we became
Always standing proud, we know our time has come marching off to war, the crusade has just begun Fighting for the right to live under the sun we won't
[Satrapold:] Ten dvanacterak zmizel w housti, tez soudruhy swe newidim at odwaha me neopousti toz na roh lesni zatroubim: Jen ozwena mi z hloubi zni a
[Kalamaria w lese:] Kol prostira se temny les awsak plamenem jasnym w mem srdci hrmi ten lasky ples a stesti pohar spasny. Nas k sobe wize zajem ten,
Blessed by the gods of war we enter the age of fire We' re barbarian and raw we will harvest your souls.... Await us soon in your place we will ruin
the winter Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by Hail to the hammer, Hail to the hammer, Hail to the hammer, Hail to the hammer
' la rumba! Zumba! Zumba! Dice! No te canses, yales no paren No te canses, dale al baile y no paren No te canses, dale al baile, yales no paren
balls one time While I unwind I'm bustin yo' ass counter-clockwise I get dumb, and dumber while your vision blur For all the loooos-errssss [Ill Al