Banda Eva - Amei Demais(Jorge Xaréu)
Eu não vou perder você
Faz parte dessa história
Revelo o segredo
Existente na momória
Vou aqui andando
Caminhando pela vida
Quero te encontrar, sonhando
Sempre em
Arcwelder - A Ghostly Bishop(music: arcwelder lyrics: w.graber/s.macdonald)
(Scott's part - there is a completely unrelated Bill's part as well)
The thing that gets me down
On the second time around
Is I left but
Benny - Amigo Charly BrownMOONGLOW
It must have been moonglow
way up in the blue,
it must have been moonglow
that led me straight to you.
I still hear you saying
'dear one, hold me fast'
and I start in pra
Atheist - And the Psychic SawIt all seems to strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor,
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore
I guess not
Barefoot pregnant women
Little kids whit snot on their f
Cypress Hill - Can I Get a Hit
Handle it, handle it
You know, motherfuckers need to have some weed etiquete
True, true
You see, motherfuckers try to come up and bogard your weed
At the club, and they don't wanna share theirs
Can I get a hit of your weed [repeats in background 6X]
[B-Real]
You know I hate it when I roll a joint and give it to somebody
Who ain't got weed but they wanna be up in the party
Laughin and gigglin, sippin on a Heinie
Son you need a Tic Tac your breath is gonna blind me
Talkin about you wanna hit, spittin in my eardrum
Oh you new in the cypher, step to the rear son
Still they manage to hit it, and put they grip on it
That's when they wet the tip and put they lips on it
Then when you get it, forget it, it's been wetted
Who gonna hit it now, not me, you got me
Thinkin about these fuckin jokers, double tokers
Smokers who hit it like they suckin a dick, fuckers
Flippin it, lovin it, smokin it to the head
Givin it to me half way down, "thanks again"
Then when you see 'em later smokin they own stash
When you ask 'em for a hit, they say, "sorry this is my last"
I shared some with you, "Sorry that's not my problem
Talk to the hand but I got plenty if you wanna buy some"
These people piss me off, this is true indeed
But nothin's worse when someone's askin for some weed
What do I look like a tree where the bud grows
Here pick my left nut and smoke it in the bol
Or better grow your own leave mine alone
Here I'll give you a clone now raise up outta my zone
I know I got the best weed, but don't make me
Make your burnt chest bleed what you need
Is weed etiquette, please don't be offended
Cuz the weed costs money I'm the one who has to spend it
And that's just the way it is man
Y'all motherfuckers need to learn
You just can't come, askin for some shit and not givin none in return
What the fuck is that man? We goin into 2000 motherfucker
You need to learn how to smoke some weed with people
Pass it to the left motherfuckers
Can I get a hit of your weed [repeats to the end]
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Apulanta - AurinkoonSatutat mua, satutat mua
Silti tahdon aina vaan sua
Sä oot päivänsäde, mä oon menninkäinen
Silmiisi mä tahdon hukkua.
Tunnen sen, tunnen sen
Kun sun kanssas rakastelen, coolit vibat
Azra - A Sta Da Radimoni u principu ionako rijetko citaju
a i to sto citaju krive stvari citaju
pa zasto im onda ne iskljucuju elektriku
zelite li dobro svojoj djeci
zasluzni
zelite li mozda najbolje
ne
Angel Morbid - Ageless,Still I Ambreathless I stand free
blind to fates which fall to men
embracing the chilling winds, still I am
the mist freeze falls from my breath
steel gray skies encompass my sight
caring not for
Bad Religion - A Streetkid Named DesireWell, it was punk-fifteen in the morning
And it was time to stand my ground
And as the gawks and stares bombarded me
You know, I didn't even hear a sound
No one gave a damn
If I was the