Good morning, time to get up and go to work I ride on the bus into the city everyday I sit on my seat and I dream myself away I dream I'm on an island
I woke up late this afternoon - Found a note by my bed Well, my woman had took everything I owned - And even stole the grease off my head But I'm goin
boys came up And they could see those spooks were real And they knew they'd better get right to work So they revved up the Ectomobile Yeah, the boys
Good Morning Time To Get Up And Go To Work I Ride On The Bus Into The City Every Day I Sit On My Seat And I Dream Myself Away I Dream I'm On An Island
Traduction: Beastie Boys. Marque sur le bus.
: Good Morning Time To Get Up And Go To Work I Ride On The Bus Into The City Every Day I Sit On My Seat And I Dream Myself Away I Dream I'm On An Island
was born this way These streets pull your number like a phone display And you gotta be defensive with your life You gotta be like Bush and take pre-emptive strikes And the boys
a Wetter than a snorkeler, that boy's just like a shark-a I be sniping on boys, straight strifling boys Letting em know I come through, windshield wiping them boys
the whole fuckin' country Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow It's time to go, on the bus, the
? Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men
petard Tu reconnais bien la le style des Bad Boys de Marseille Porche sombre et gadjos dans les couloirs Tu reconnais bien la le style des Bad Boys
to the thing that kept me most out of trouble Invested time and effort and it paid back double I dedicate this to the culture and people and the music The b-boys
the way to being brutal You will have a boy tonight You will have a boy tonight On the first bus out of town On the first bus out of town Let'
there's a mate of mine I know she'll give me a place Full of woe and further to go She caught the bus "Oh I'll go anywhere" She caught the bus Her face
powers wanna ban our noise [Lay] It'll be back to the block with some rocks and a radio [Lay] Reppin on a corner like the bandaid boys [Kray] Boy, runnin
even when the Hi-Powers wanna bang our noise, we get back to the block with some ***** and a radio rappin' on the corner like the bandaid boys. [Krayzie
