Traduction: Kapos. Joba.
Tricky Cradle to grave x6 Grace Jones I am woman I am sun I can give birth to she I can give birth to son And I can be cool Soft as a breeze I'll be
Chorus From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living
Da Capo Da Capo You're living in a dreamer's dream Da Da Capo One level ahead I'm calling to you But touch you I cannot do To tell you i can't I'm drawing
You say what's mine is mine and what's yours is mine too now you've got more than you can spend but all of the money in the whole wide world is not
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Na na na na na VERSE: Assis sur la pelouse, Regardant les filles qui bougent Et je tombe, Elle ont termins, Et je crois qu'elles ont gagns, La je tombe
[ Gue Pequeno ] [ Ge, ge, G.U.E'. bella Emis Killa, killali tutti, si, ah, ah ] [ Emis Killa ] La prima differenza che c'e tra me e te e che io rimo
All the sainted sinners They pay handsomely M S C A E they make the weapons And they run the prisons And they sell the justice 'Cause being guilty is
i don't feel like sleeping i don't feel too good i'm alone, now you're gone you're all that i lived for all that i knew, how to do but you're gone you
J'suis nee pendant que mon pere loge comme il a pu J'suis sur des que j'ai vu le jour il a plu On m'a coupe le cordon dans ce pays qui est pas le miens
Devant mon televiseur a vingt heures J'observe le monde qui creve Guerre, famine, catastrophe, meurtre. y a plus de reves, plus rien ? J'reste neutre
(feat. Voltio, Nejo y Dalmata, Guelo Star, Zion, De La Ghetto, Syko, Hector "El Father") Se acerca Baby Johnny El terrol de mucho y sin gastar cartucho
Au soir de notre amour Quand tu seras bien vieille Et quand j'aurai aussi Des rides autour des yeux Je sais qu'au fond de moi Au plus pres de ma tombe
[I. Kilmister, P. Taylor, B. Robertson] [Motor Music Ltd.] I know you thought you're a real operator But I don't know why All you had was a bankroll,
I know you thought you're a real operator But I don't know why All you had was a bankroll, babe And a glint in your eye I'm a high-steppin' like an indian
Drink, drink in the summer sun, Running a muck and having fun, We got the beat, We got the beers, We got the bongs, So fuckin' cheers Strum, strum that
Motherfuckers getting on my back, trying to snatch my stash, but it don't faze me I'm a marsupial, some call me a bear, I just pop another gum leaf and