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Tekst :

When I call your celly late at night,
I want there koochy and I ll do it right.
when I call your house after work,
I want there koochy and I ll make this work. (3x)

When I call your house after work,
I want there koochy and I ll make this work.
When I call your celly late at night,
I want there koochy and I ll make it right.
When I call your house after work,
I want there koochy and I ll make this work.

Tekst :

(fades in)

I want your, Oh I want your Soul...
Do you want it right now ?
Oh I cant let go...

Tekst :

Up town,
Down town,
Turn the beat around town,
Hip hopping, beat bopping,
Theres no stopping to the sound of the New York City beat.

Up town,
Down town,
Turn the beat around town,
Hip hopping, beat bopping,
Theres no stopping to the sound of the New York City beat.

(Hey)

Up town,
Down town,
Turn the beat around town,
Hip hopping, beat bopping,
Theres no stopping to the sound of the New York City beat.

Up town,
Down town,
Turn the beat around town,
Hip hopping, beat bopping,
Theres no stopping for to the sound of the New York City beat.

Up town,
Down town,
Turn the beat around town,
Hip hopping, beat bopping,
Theres no stopping for to the sound of the New York City beat.

I don t understand it cause you won t say yes
But you don t say no
Sayin no we shouldn t you keep holdin out
But you don t let go
I m givin up on trying
To sell you things that you ain t buying

It s your move (your...

There s no time for us.
There s no place for us.
What is this thing that builds our dreams,
Yet slips away from us?

Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Ooh.

There s no chance for us.
It s all decided for us.

Iskra słońca

Znowu mamy taki cud znany od tysięcy lat,
Nowe życie mały człowiek chce na świat.
Tam pod sercem zmysłów pięć, rodzi się by kiedyś czuć,
Lecz ten szósty najważniejszy mówi już.

Ref.:
Iskra słońca blask promienny miękki dotyk dłoni,
I nawet lalki nawet misie chcą się tulić do niej.
Tej...

No me acaricies el pelo

La verdad es violenta,
tu cara mas fría,
tus pechos tristes,
ocultan terrores.
Si dejo de respirar,
no será por ti.

No me acaricies el pelo,
que tengo poco,
y ninguno ... de tonto.

Tus palabras son cortantes,
como filo de navaja,
no te esfuerces en gritar,
porque estoy desconectado.
Tus ojos son húmedos,
tu collar es frío,
tu cama es violenta,
la verdad es fría.
Quiero...

Dead wrong

(repeat 2X)
The weak or the strong
Who got it goin on
You re Dead Wrong

(Verse One)

Relax and take note
While I take totes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in choke
Gun smoke gun smoke
Biggie...