Latin Kings lyrics
Latin Kings lyrics
"De E Knas Lyrics"
Varje g?ng vi dyker upp, s? blir det knas... (blir det knas, blir det knas...)
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Det e knas, sj?lar i f?rorten tar mig under
Inga lugna stunder, f?r m?nga pundar-under
Det e knas, sj?lar i f?rorten tar mig under
Inga lugna stunder, f?r m?nga pundar-under
Det e knas, sj?lar i f?rorten tar mig under
Inga lugna stunder, f?r m?nga pundar-under
Det e knas, sj?lar i f?rorten tar mig under
Inga lugna stunder, f?r m?nga pundar-under
H?nger i betongen, inget e p? G
Softar duktigt med grabbarna som h?nger brev?
M?ste fixa para, m?ste fixa flouse
Tr?tt p? k?rringarna som h?nger uppe p? soc
Men jag e baxare, s? det ska inte va problem, fr?n betongen
S? man kan inte va klen
Farbror bl? spanar, men hittar inte i labyrinten
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Undivided (B-Side) Lyrics
Searching through broken pieces Same old news, the more I bleed Crucified again, the more we choose Sacrificed again, the more we lose But he said I will be there if you will come To give myself, to save my soul I will be there if you believe The more I wait, the more I bleed
ag kan terr?ngen som min innerficka, vilken fint lenSearching through broken pieces Same old news, the more I bleed Crucified again, the more we choose Sacrificed again, the more we lose But he said I will be there if you will come To give myself, to save my soul I will be there if you believe The more I wait, the more I bleed
Tr?ffa shunon p? en ny-baxad kiosk
Han fr?ga om jag ska ha skjuts, ? bjussa p? ett bloss
Knatcha knatchen, f?r det finns inga cash l?n
Langa upp den f?r du vet att jag inte kysser arslen
F?r mycket j?vla hamish, du tror jag skojar
Nojig, f?r en fet j?vla paranoia
M?ste h?lla mig lugn, f?r jag e ung
Ingen f?rsking som ska greppa micken ? spela tung
I dag e det fett, det e super, det e kalas
Men i morgon blir det v?rre f?r vi sitter i knas
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Vem kunde veta, att vi kom hit f?r att svettas ? bl?da
H?rdat all skit, min stolthet kan ingen d?da
St?dat toaletter ? kontor ?t rika
Vart lojal familjen kan man inte svika
fast f?r lumpen, har bott i djungeln i 23 ?r
Har redan t
Never A Second Embrace Lyrics
We met a year ago, both were feeling low And we found each other needing to get inside Each other's dreams and hearts, that's where love's vision starts But that Sunday when I left you was the end of the ride, and Chorus: There was never a day when thoughts of you passed me by There was never an hour when my eyes remained dry There was never a minute when I couldn't see your
stat allt som man inte f?rWe met a year ago, both were feeling low And we found each other needing to get inside Each other's dreams and hearts, that's where love's vision starts But that Sunday when I left you was the end of the ride, and Chorus: There was never a day when thoughts of you passed me by There was never an hour when my eyes remained dry There was never a minute when I couldn't see your
S? h?ll dig i form, f?r vi drabbas av en storm
Pr?sten har kl?tt ut sig i polisuniform
Han lockar med knark ? pengar , allt g?r s? fort
Man hinner inte fatta vad man har gjort
Fattigdomen axar med stoltheten
Man byter ut l?gner mot verkligheten
Inget flum s?ver k?nslan av tomhet
Berusningen h?rskar, man tror ingen vet
Dj?vulen bes?ker mig n?r ingen ser
Jag har n?stan korsat linjen, ? ramlat ner
Han bj?d ett h?gt pris f?r min sj?l
Men Gud skyddade min v?l
Han satte oss h?r p? Jorden, som utvalda
Att leda hiphop inom Norden, ? s?tta standard
Med v?ra men fr?n betongen, tillbaks fulladdad
F?r tredje g?ngen, verkligheten ingen kan fly
Norra B, knas varje dag p? v?r meny
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Vilsna s
Too Much Food (Good Version) Lyrics
you can say that i'm one curly fry in the box of the regular messing with the flavor or the flavor that you savor saving me for last but you better not eat me at all living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup is all people say i'm crazy for not moving onto better things 'stead of sitting round trash talking with the onion rings it's much too s
j?lar finns tjockt f?r m?nga i min f?rortyou can say that i'm one curly fry in the box of the regular messing with the flavor or the flavor that you savor saving me for last but you better not eat me at all living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup is all people say i'm crazy for not moving onto better things 'stead of sitting round trash talking with the onion rings it's much too s
Dom v?ljer smala v?gen, n?r dom lever allt f?r fort
Det e f?r l?tt, att skylla allting p? samh?llet
Men kolla p? dig sj?lv, ? b?rja softa ner med gn?llet
F?r du e inte hel, du k?r f?r mycket sk?despel
Allt du g?r blir fel, det e n?stan slut f?r din del
Du har inga ambitioner, ditt sinne som i dvala
Du forts?tter att dala, men det e n?n som ska betala
Det e dags att vakna upp, ? konfrontera verkligheten
Det finns inget hopp n?r du sitter fast i smeten
S? upp med huvud morre, ge aldrig upp s? j?vla l?tt
G?r det som e r?tt ? tappa aldrig din kassett
F?r tiden v?ntar aldrig p? n?n shuno att agera
S? slut ? fantisera, ? ditt liv att sabotera
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Varje g?ng vi dyker upp, s? blir det knas...