It?s a sign for a truck to rap Little light in the ass But I must rap And I must admit I bring creotine to the scene Your developmental league don?t see a
abandonne Dans quel neant l'as-tu jete D'un amour a l'autre Que devient le notre L'amour que je t'ai confie Quel mauvais vent L'a emporte D'un amour a l
{Refrain:} Y a d'la rumba dans l'air Le smoking de travers J'te suis pas dans cett' galer' Ta vie tu peux pas la r'fair' Tu cherch's des morceaux d'hier
nous, parlez-nous de vous L'univers a besoin d'amour L'univers a besoin d'amour L'univers a besoin d'amour L'univers a besoin d'amour L'univers...
Valli V.A. deux L, I Chateau d'Vincennes et Pont d'Neuilly Une Americaine a Paris Valli : Je m'appelle Valli Je m'appelle Valli V.A. deux L, I Chateau
the policeman CHORUS Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason (We're) L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters
sie Everybody everywhere - it's a scandal, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah it's a S.C.A.N.D.A.L. emporend, ungehorend widerlich - die Stutzen der Gesellschaft
, les amoureux peuvent s'y coller Y'a du lilas dans les pensees Y'a pas de doute, on est passe a l'heure d'ete J'aime les longues, longues, longues apres
the policeman Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason (We're) L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters
vapeurs, cambouis, On a le coeur qui fuit. L'amitie, c'est quand on n'a pas d'fille, Et qu'on en veut aux gens heureux. L'amitie, c'est quand c'est l
it, in 94 I'll kick the hit and if I was in front of Shakespear, battle a punk and take his shit. I'm not having it, bust a narrative and come to get
Roamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artist Black women you are not a bitch you're a Goddess Let it be known, you can lean on KRS-One Like a
Geht es an die Wäsche, kennen sie dich nicht Everybody Everywhere-it's a scandal, Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah It's a S.C.A.N.D.A.L. Empörend, ungeh
be sad D.A.R.L.I.N.G. In this harbor of a room You'll find your anchor soon In the parting of our ways May it never happen, anyway In the highest blackened moon There'd
be afraid cos even when my head says this is all there is i believe there'll be another time L.A.B.A.T.Y.D. all our bodies three score years and ten i
of the dressing table And the world outside this room Has also assumed a familiar shape The same events shuffeled In a slightly different order each day Just like a