Motorcycle — тексты песен

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concato fabio

• Bella Bionda
  

  
  
  
  Sono seduto sopra una panchina qui fermo ad aspettare c` una biondina sta viaggiando su un treno e quando arriva mi far sudare.

Screwball f Capone

• Take it There
  

  What what what what Yeah yeah Who the fuck want it? Yeah yeah, set it off niggas Transform transform [Poet] Yo, I`m at cha`ll niggas, assault and battle y`all niggas My gat splatter niggas, my style dazzle niggas Screwball empire, Poet spit fire (Fir...

Breez Evahflowin f Immortal Technique

• Land of the Gun
  

  [James Nichols from Bowling for Columbine] Them people, law enforcement, if you want to call them that were here and they were shaking in their shoes. They were physically shaking, scared to death.

conception

• A million gods
  

  
  don`t hesitate to hope, they said come close,
  don`t be afraid love
  don`t seem to find it`s way to where you stay
  you have to feel the light,
  they said it`s easy to forget
  love is really far away
  for a dying of...

Motorcycle

• As the rush comes
  

  There`s a coldness in the air but i don`t care.... (Embrace me...surround me) Travelling somewhere could be anywhere there`s a coldness in the air but i don`t care we drift deeper life goes on we drift deeper into the sound (Embrace me...surround me....

concrete blonde

• Bajo La Luna Mexicana
  

  
  
  
  Oh amigo, hacemos todo despacito. dinero artes amores tristesa donde yo quieroseñor, por favor, al hotel zona rosa.

DJ Butter f Proof, Wesley Valentine

• All Star Game
  

  [Wesley Valentine talking] Yeah, yeah you know who it be 313, Detroit City putting it on the map baby That nigga Lil` B, the nigga Proof DJ Butter, that nigga Bugz up in here Uh huh, uh huh [Wesley Valentine] Coming through my hood showin off misusing...

Flying

• Cold But Magnetic
  

  
  
  
  Moonlight through branches of the trees Cold but magnetic Inviting and putting me only guard The light of dreary solitude But hardly everything is so faceless The look of the moon like your reflection The thoughts of the lonely...

S.L.A.B. f Grit Boys

• Take Ova
  

  (*talking*) Pretty Todd baby, and you know I`m driving slow While getting head from your broad, them Grit Boys And Slow Loud And Bangin`, see this how the real Put it on the S.L.A.B.