Bring me the head of Roman Polanski Bring me the legs of Fred Astaire We come from a place called heaven That you made hell, that you can sell We set
Traduction: Amen. Bring Me The chefs.
Bring me the heads of Roman Polanski! Bring me the legs of Fred Astaire! We come from a place called heaven That you made hell That you can sell We
As it was now and ever shall be amen And we cry Allelujah Allelujah We cry Allelujah So there'll be no guiding light for you and me We are not sailors
Eh! Mets tes mitaines, tes mythes aiment, quand t'imites pas, limite pas man Chacun son combat ici l'beat mene Donc v'la, on s'amene Et les cous' crient "Amen
sleep) (Gold) Goldnigga We out We try that one more time? (Yeah) Bring on number 1, bring on number 2, bring on the N.P.G. {repeat 4 times} Bring on number 1, bring
a globe, Can a nigga git a (Amen) Poppin dat pussy like a turbo clone, in a zone wit just a thong, Can a nigga git a (Amen) I never thought a, Miss
DJs so they could bring me up to the young rapper that everybody?s ringing up, Got em looking for a sprinkle of that pixie dust mad thoughts in my head
wrong So I'll believe with an empty hand I'll receive at last what I can't own But her angel leads me on and on Oh, but her angel leads me on, oh 'Til
bring me up, To the young rapper everybody's ringing up, Got 'em looking for a sprinkle of that pixie dust, Mad thoughts in my head when it's blowin
' hard headed You told me I would get it, you said it And boy did I get it but after you spanked me, you hugged me Kissed me on my forehead, told me that
out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts And you doubt God exists, when hard fists Be poundin' on your head like
like some graveyard shit Well, that's what the fuck they gonna need 'Cuz I'ma bury these niggaz this time around Who better than me? You better than me
've given me but you never took it from me Because I am grateful and I use it and I do not worship money If what you want from me is to bring your children
do anything for you? 'Cause Christ has given me to you So praise the Lord I thank You Lord for bringing her to me Please bless her and our relationship, amen
World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire}] Presidents to represent me (get money!) I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!) I'm out for presidents to represent me
God never sleeps. Chorus Ras Kass: Now what came first, the chicken or the egg? God: Armageddon. Ras Kass: A arm a leg a leg a arm a head. Headin in
