Preklad: Manny-D. Lirica Mortal.
rope to hang theyselves, brotha. That's all. Krayzie: Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them? [How many of us have them?] Friends
I been so many places (all around the world) So many unfamiliar faces Oh I pray everyday (everyday) To keep from going crazy I been so many places (all
it I got tommy guns like the ol' gangsta flicks did it, yeah Who hooder than me? Who gooder than me? Lettin' off, nigga, all my guns stay on ease How many
Many a mile to freedom Many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you From the heart of a wishing well Call all my reindeer to graze here Call all
Sometimes I feel all alone I know it's such a strange feeling 'Cause I used to have so many friends The few I have left, I hold them close to my heart
a rainbow Well, she's lost all her glory And could tell you some stories That we all should know And there's too many hands Being laid on her Too many
the world How many hours and how many days Love is just slipping away? How many seasons and how many years in tears? How many centuries and how many
Hey, what you'd say your name was? Rubber Back You got a brain you ain't using You got charm you're abusin' You're too busy out there floosin' Or lying
streets Lights are out on all the Christmas trees Feels like everyone's about to freeze, makes me worry Everywhere I look someone's counting on me So many
There are only so many ways to earn your own surprise I know we're giving up too soon There are only so many ways to float upon the sea It makes no difference
Wei?t du wie viel Sterne stehen. (Nur Gott, der Herr, hat sie gezahlt, in der Nacht, damit ihm keiner fehlt.) Ich schwinge gerne gro?e Reden, auch wenn
How many more years have I got To let you dog me around? How many more years, baby How many more years I got To let you dog me around? I'd really be dead
[Mannie Fresh talking] Yea, yea, yea Grown ups in between, children and babies Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie Fre Fresh Err
matter how much you think it means, it's just one side My depth is only as shallow as time and space is This is just one of my many eternally changing
J. Kopf/M. Amselem Y' avait tant d'toiles Comme si, la nuit Avait des milliers De taches de rousseur Ces p'tits grains de beaut, charmeurs Attirs quelques
J. Kopf/M. Amselem Y' avait tant d'etoiles Comme si, la nuit Avait des milliers De taches de rousseur Ces p'tits grains de beaute, charmeurs Attires quelques
(J. Kopf/M. Amsellem) ...Y' avait tant d'étoiles Comme si, la nuit Avait des milliers Des taches de rousseur Ces p'tits grains de beauté
