번역: 바나바. 도어 뚜쟁이 질왔다 '.
번역: 바나바. 전화 통화.
Kitt: je suis le kitt 2000 de la societe knight Numero de serie : alfa delta 227529, je ne suis pas autorise a donner l'acces de mon unite centrale David
Broke. Ain't got no money, dont know where to go. Just sittin' staring at the stereo. I think we better turn it UP,turn it UP ,turn it UP Loud. Cause
Let's go Pretty lady go on do dat dance Pretty lady go on do dat dance Sexy momma go on do dat dance Sexy momma go on do dat dance Make it move for me
My baby's fixin' her face, doing her hair Runnin' red lights in her underwear She likes to step on the gas, put her foot to the floor Music to her ears
Now we're getting nasty Everybody's talking about the kids The kids got funky soul and groove emotion But if you don't give the kids the chance to use
Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes
i'm sick of all your games i'm sick of all of what you say cuz all you do it does not make sense oh no chorus: your
Like the crashing of a wave On the shores of consciousness We're alive and we're awake to the world And with the gift of love we're blessed 'Cause we
A) children of light (anderson/vangelis/squire) Distant as the distant thunder Where equal rights for [will] rent assunder Equal rights for equal people
INTRO [Kardinal Offishall] Yo yo, this is me (what's going on Kardinal?) Yo, here the other day I was walking on the E-W right (uh huh) A crew man come
Have a baby, have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Be a millionaire
You were a child, crawlin' on your knees toward it. Makin' mama so proud, but your voice was too loud. We like to watch you laughing. You pick the insects
(Child child, child, the child) Father of the man (Father of the man, father of the man) (Child child, child, the child) Father of the man (Father of
One, maybe not one Maybe you too Are wonderin' Wonderin' who Wonderful you Are wonderin' Child, child, child The child, the child Father of the sun Child
Mason died on Monday We bricked him in the wall All his children grew and grew They ain't never grew so tall before They may never grow so tall again
Oh yeah I'm a child of the funky time Oh yeah my people have committed ugly crimes And in the process of me breaking free I have inherited a painful legacy
