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Tukšas glāzes

Tukšas glāzes un apģērbtas sievietes
Svētki beigušies, kad vēl tie būs
Protams, ne jau par krekliem ir runa
Ne par vīnu, ne sievietēm, nē
 
Ou, vecīt, reālā dzīve
Varbūt paraudi – vieglāk kļūs
Protams, ne jau par krekliem ir runa
Ne par vīnu, ne sievietēm, nē
 
Protams, ne jau par krekliem ir runa
Ne par vīnu, ne sievietēm, nē
Plakans rīts kā bildīte pasē
Ik pa laiciņam apciemos mūs
 
Ou, vecīt, reālā dzīve
Varbūt paraudi – vieglāk kļūs
Plakans rīts kā bildīte pasē
Ik pa laiciņam apciemos mūs
 
Tukšas glāzes un apģērbtas sievietes
Svētki beigušies, kad vēl tie būs
Plakans rīts kā bildīte pasē
Ik pa laiciņam apciemos mūs
 
Ou, vecīt, reālā dzīve
Varbūt paraudi – vieglāk kļūs
Protams, ne jau par krekliem ir runa
Ne par vīnu, ne sievietēm, nē
 

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Morgana

Fate will echo
Between the worlds
Through the shores of the
Fallen souls
To this land that I served with pride
Visions clear in the
Fading light
And we walk through the shadows of pain
Come and walk with me...
TO THE END!
 
ALL IS CONDEMNED!
SO
 
Walk to the end!
 
FREE FRO REGRET!
YET
 
Will I ascend to her?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Bodies wilt but the mind’s serene...
For a life worthy of
Her grace...
My desire as I depart
Give my piece back to her
Lone heart...
TO THE END!
 
ALL IS CONDEMNED!
SO
 
Walk to the end!
 
FREE FRO REGRET!
YET
 
Will I ascend to her?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
I have to run through
The shadows of hate
To be hers
AGAIN!
TO THE END!
 
ALL IS CONDEMNED!
SO
 
Walk to the end!
 
FREE FRO REGRET!
SO
 
WALK TO THE END!
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
Will I meet Morgana soon?
 

We Fly High (Remix)

(Intro - Jim Jones)
'I'm wearing me some dark pair of shades'
You know we can't have one of nothing
So, we have to double up
'But you can't see my eyes, unless my head is bent, you dig.'
Remix!
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 1 - Jim Jones)
(Jones!) He, she blowticious,
Lamborghini, it's audicious
From Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood,
500 Horses stuffed in my Ferarri hood
Fuck niggas talk bout MC's on my hills
Hip hop was dead and killa gave me the will (flee)
Black car fever got this nigga feelin ill (ill)
It's the shop for a now nigga givin' out deals
(It's all about the Benjamen's baby)
I'm flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazy (check)
The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass
I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance
Remix!
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 2 - T.I.)
I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's the ball game,
I buy me a lonely crib 50 on the dog tag
Crack's in the deal that's twenty mill you thought I have gone mad
Naw I had to gone grab the spida at the red light,
Blue florescent head light, you better get your bread right,
You ain't a baller, you chase checks I check write,
Even when his dog got signed, I had my neck right
(Verse 3 - Diddy)
Ey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin Chin (5 stars)
Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in (ballin!)
Pick a watch, as long as the hands spinnin'
Pick a actress, which one I ain't swim in
(What about to ride) the yachts still on deck
Retirement plan, I dropped it on her neck
I'm still spendin' ol' money
Benjamin's Remix, 10 Year Gold Money (Mothafuckas!)
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 4 - Birdman)
500 On the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy,
100 Gs on my bar 'cause we both livin' lane
Doin' my thang wit this uptown swang
Nigga get it how we live like money ain't a thang
And I'm stuntin' on them thangs
Every time you see me swang
Every time you see me hang
Best believe I got that thang.
Pop up at the club nigga show them hoes love
'Cause they know we make it rain so they show us gangsta love
(Verse 5 - Young Dro)
I feel like I'm skating on ice like Christie Yamaguchi
Sit up in the Chevy eating blow fish sushi
550 Mint colored Benz me n' Jim wit the back cab twins and they blowin out Fluties
Hell rail block so you know we gettin coofy,
Iceberg drop nigga now ridin' goofy,
28 Inches in the air, know I'm ballin' 'cause my whole wrist pink
And my neck kinda bluey (Dro!)
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you know this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
We stay fly, no lie, and you know this (ballin')
Hips and thighs, oh my!, stay focused
(Outro - Jim Jones)
You just been included in the Ballaz Extravaganza
You are now a Ballaholic
Just like my team (Dipset, Dipset)
Shouts to Diddy, T.I., Birdman, Dro (Ho)
Remix!
It's like showbiz, ballin'
 

Scrisoare

Muzica: Paul Surugiu Fuego
Versuri: Adrian Artene
 
Pe-o masă veche din odaie
Sub stinsa lumânării vâlvătaie
Stă tristă o scrisoare în Ajun
Ce i-am trimis bătrânului Crăciun.
 
REFREN:
Aș vrea să fiu cu tine
Și să-mi acoperi rană
Mi-e dor de tine, soră
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă!
 
Aș vrea să fiu cu tine
Și să-mi acoperi rană
Mi-e dor de tine, soră
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă!
 
Tăicuțul meu cu părul nins
Îngerul meu de pe Pământ
Care a plecat și-apoi s-a stins
Fără să-mi lase al său cuvânt.
 
REFREN:
Aș vrea să fiu cu tine
Să fim ca altădată
Mi-e dor de tine, frate
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
 
Aș vrea să fiu cu tine
Să fim ca altădată
Mi-e dor de tine, frate
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
 
Mi-e dor de voi, părinții mei
De casa noastră cea mai sfântă
De clopoței, de zurgălii
De oamenii care colindă.
 
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
Cât aș voi, ah, Doamne
Să mai colind o dată.
 
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
Cât aș voi, ah, Doamne
Să mai colind o dată.
 
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
Cât aș voi, ah, Doamne
Să mai colind o dată.
 
Mi-e dor de tine, mamă
Mi-e dor de tine, tată!
Cât aș voi, ah, Doamne
Să vă mai colind o dată!
 

Shotgun

I always get the seat that I want
Actin' like a grizzly bear, sit your ass in the front
Big homie drivin', I know you feelin' me, guard
You glad that I got the auxilary cord
The way I select joints to rhyme to, they should give me rewards
Instrumentals on, gimme my sword
cuz the acid from the front seat,
passenger heat melts the beat,
When I freestyle, please fasten your seatbelts
And please, once you hit that, pass it to me, fellas
I need to get my mind off these lame MCs
Lord knows that I love days like these
That's because I'm so thankful,
and if you know me, you know I keep my homies' tanks full
I tell the truth and nothing but the whole truth
Big homie, I got you at the toll booth
I watched my mama pay them shits through my whole youth,
so you know I keep that change like a loose tooth
And for the spliffs and the blunts we liftin'
I got my raw trade for the front seat twistin'
Let's hit the show and tear the roof off the spot, son
I got one for the ride, I call shotgun

I don't drive no fancy car,
but where I've been, son, your whip will never get you that far
Yo, LX, I think we got another hot one
Let's hit the next spot, son, I call shotgun
I don't drive no fancy car,
but where I've been, son, your whip will never get you that far
Yo, LX, I think we got another hot one
Let's hit the next spot, son, I call shotgun

My lady's thighs lookin' succulent through my perpherial
Who's she riding with? The decision is not difficult
cuz once we out that whip, she on my back
And I'll protect her till the edge of the Earth and that's facts
Whatch' you want, lovey? You need a napkin out the glovey?
Some more Wu-Tang out the speakers would do you lovely?
No problem, I gotch' you. Relax yourself, girl.
Please settle down, here's three stacks
We exchange common sense black thoughts
as we reminisce over the tracks that act brought
So many ways I be enjoying the rides
Tant de façons que j'apprécie les voyages
Zoning out, daydreaming on the passenger side, yo
Rester scotché, rêver sous le siège passager, yo
How could I have no whip but confidence?
It's easy, I traveled to every continent
Enjoying the palm trees and hot sun,
When it's time to ride to the show, I call shotgun

I don't drive no fancy car,
but where I've been, son, your whip will never get you that far
Yo, LX, I think we got another hot one
Let's hit the next spot, son, I call shotgun
I don't drive no fancy car,
but where I've been, son, your whip will never get you that far
Yo, LX, I think we got another hot one
Let's hit the next spot, son, I call shotgun