Get me out, out of this place Get me out, get me out of this trap Get me out, get me out [Incomprehensible] Get me out Get me out, get me out [Incomprehensible
Preklad: New Model Army. Mňa von.
that mean your jaw's numbing? Chill let me stop, gotta get my joint dislodged and retire armies of niggas, with my dishonorable discharge and get real
Now I be marching like a soldier, and my army right behind me On that Westbank is where a nigga, might find me Fucking with me boy, you gon get your ish
out! We run New York" I know you missin' all the fame But along with celebrity comes 'bout Seventy shots to your brain, nigga, you are lame Youse the fag model
a role model, everybody follow me follow me, follow me, everybody follow me, Obama called me yesterday and told me Gucci follow me (cool) follow me, follow me, everbody follow me
She cries, "No one's going to talk down to me again No one's ever going to patronise me again I'm going to get out of this town, steal myself a crown
gates She says we're going back to where it all began Now that the prices have been paid and all the penance done I'd forgive her anything to make me
me some place that I can go Where I don't have to justify myself Swimming out alone against this tide Looking for family looking for tribe They said go, get
a weakness She batters me down into the sand Crying out in fury to the gods of fate Come on and get me if you can Now I understand what they told me
just one minute I see them shine Love me . . won't you love me? But they all turn away You never fight for anything, you always turn your face away And you never get
from wrongs But we go down to the shopping mall with 30 silver coins And somewhere out in South America, where the forests lie in ruin They shout - we'd better get
you get old But me, I'm going to live forever The music plays, the party swings The gaiety walls come closing in I catch your eye, you take my hand Out
Christ's sake notice me I'll drink anybody into the ground if you'll only notice me I'll kick the teeth out of anyone here - come on and notice me I'
grabbed the keys We drove out in the early morning with the radio jammed on R'n'B Drive away, drive away, and he turned to me and smiled Said, how does
So the audience at home Will get the right idea They watch like children Left out of a playground gang Can forming the lives The way they hope will get
we run this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit {*"Watch out!! We run New York" - KRS-One*} A wise man told me
