One humanoid escapee One android on the run Seeking freedom beneath a lonely desert sun Trying to change its program Trying to change the mode, crack
Traduction: Rush. Le Body Electric.
(feat. Kardinal) [Kardinal] De gal them rush to feel the ill touch Gal them ball and gal them a scream De think ita love but a lust, Thats why a
you won't see me tonight No you won't see me tomorrow [Nas] Thinking of me you gettin the chills Like a rush through your body when you think how it
like that Just like that Do it like that Just like that Bounce it from the back Let me hit it from the {back} [Verse 1: Baby Bash] No worries, no rush
Maurice White, Brain Fairweather & Martin Page We're living by computer The sound is rushing through ya Believe in what your eyes see You're in touch
Shawty you autumn time cool But they don't see your beauty fuck all them blind fools Body so mean that it's border line cruel Work 8 to 3, then from 4
[Fabolous:] Shawty you autumn time cool But they don't see your beauty fuck all them blind fools Body so mean that it's border line cruel Work 8 to 3,
Shawty you autumn time cool But they don't see your beauty fuck all them blind fools body so mean that its border line cruel work 8 to 3, then from 4
in a club, a girl?s on the floor, She?s lying in the dark, she did it once before, Her body?s on drugs, she did it for a rush, Don?t it make you wonder
[Verse One:] I'm in my ride at the corner by the light Bout to pull up in front of your door So make sure that your body's lookin' right Let me know what
fun with me Just come to my drum with me We can get freaky deaky When ya wanna slow down, see me And slide your body right next to me No need to rush
mercy, we need shelter in the time of storm Uh-huh, well, well, well [Z-Ro] Yeah, Rostafar-i help me, help me All the young picking them, living in a rush
we need shelter in the time of storm Uh-huh, well, well, well [Z-Ro] Yeah, Rosta fall right help me, help me All the young picking them, living in a rush
if I catch you bastards slipping I'm leaving bodies in ditches, huh I bet that ass can pass it Your life span it ain't long, you in a casket, check it Niggas rushing
in the image of smoke Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy I know not of a feeling, but the thriller Of a killer gets my adrenaline rushing
more But the only thing I really seem to understand, is murda mo' They tell me keep my trigga finger easy, I'll open up your body Too many casualties around here, dead bodies
