Mcneal Lutricia — тексты песен

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The Progidy

• No Good (start The Dance)
  

  
  
  
  YOU`RE NO GOOD FOR ME I DON`T NEED YOUR BODY DON`T NEED NO ONE THAT`S NO GOOD FOR ME (REPEAT 3 TIMES) YOU`RE NO GOOD FOR ME I DON`T NEED YOUR BODY DON`T NEED NO ONE THAT`S NO GOOD FOR ME (REPEAT 3 TIMES)
  

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Smith Bessie

• Graveyard Dream Blues
  

  
  
  
  This blues was written by Ida Cox. Bessie Smith recorded it on 26 September 1923 with Jimmy Jones at the piano, just weeks after Ida`s recording (on June 23 with Lovie Austin`s Blues Serenaders) Blues on my mind, blues all around ...

The Program

• Casual Tragedy
  

  
  
  
  Lies, they fill your eyes, laced with doubts False promises, I see all that you hide You share feelings but keep them pushed aside To merley try is to surely die Alone, empty and cold the nails of doubt you drive deeper ins...

Smith Craig

• Ancient Of Days
  

  
  
  
  Craig Smith Chosen to serve as the sacrifice lamb The binder of all the earths wounds Called the Deliverer, Chief Cornerstone Slain and then buried, but He rose from the tomb Chorus He is the Ancient of days Giver of freedom with ...

Mcneal Lutricia

• Always
  

  
  
  
  (McNeal/Jay G/Papalexis/Larossi/Benn/Yacoub) Always here for you I`ll be there for you I know we`ll make it through What you heard about me is true But that doesn`t mean I won`t be true to you My love for you will last, my friend ...

Hot Boys f Lac

• Let `Em Burn
  

  [Lil` Wayne] huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the bottom of the streets of Hollygrove It`s Young Carter - fuck wit` me and I fix mo` wigs than a beauty parlor And due ta all the controvery that circles my clique I`m liable ta click out at any ti...

Ill Bill f Goretex

• Peep the Zoobaz `94
  

  (Ill Bill) I be getting voodoo round like Greek sex I`m searching for six chicks with sloppy tits hanging off their chests Fuck kicking flavour in your ear, I`d rather kick you in your fucking cunt, then rip off your brassiere I`m here, Mr.

Billy Bragg

• A Lover Sings
  

  
  
  
  You and I are victims of a love That lost a lot in the translation When I think of all the time that I spent Sitting on the edge of your bed in anticipation Of you giving in and us living in sin A hot day, the smell of hair...

The Promise Ring

• Between Pacific Coasts
  

  
  
  
  Down the lane, I breathe out loud in half frozen air. And the black amnesias in heaven are lighting a half moon on the stairs. And I bite my lip when I breathe out loud. Wrapped in Japanese paper all the way around.