daddy all night long All she wants to do is rock All she wants to do is rock All she wants to do is rock She wants to rock with the clock But she don
Vertimas: The Blues Brothers. Visi ji nori padaryti, tai Rokas.
saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missin' But this is
jungle brother [jungle brother] True blue [true blue] 'cause I'm a jungle brother [jungle brother] True blue [true blue] 'cause I'm a jungle brother [jungle brother
eight wonder So for Dania, I do it, shit, push a little fist Fit my one twenties, greet the avenue blue Corner flyin? it into a forty, twenty Brothers
and souls are polluted Superiority complex is deep rooted Leeches and lice's, and people got prices Egomaniacs control the self-righteous Nothing is sacred and nothing is
, show me the time I said, "If you really want to do this, we can do this, fine Take six paces and begin to rhyme" As soon as she attempted to make a
streets a bit A brother ain't fin' to take no shit All I do, lil' buddy, this could get ugly Trust me, 'cause this is All I do, before I explode, I
you do you probably gonna see it in blue But I'ma keep this black one to Dats how I do Chours It's hot the way you roll The way you rock your clothes
is blocked Your body start tripping, trying to find the clot Mommy start tripping, trying to find the watch She wanna find my knots But all she get is
mic I'll show it Do-re-mi fa-so-la ti-do it Jazz, rhythm, blues, soul, pop, rock 'n' roll, even hip-hop Lovers, are my brothers and sisters All in all
Now what is the survivor to do? Got to no trailer, you gotta move Now it's on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa) They tell you what they want, show
life Nigga, caught the blues when his part called lights See I, been in yo shoes, lost memos on crews And I, paid my deuce from scramblin blues And I
, 22 inch shoes The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues Your toys is cool, but Blue Boyz come through And make you and all, your boy toys old new Who want
Everyday she walk by see me on the same block Same crew, like she never seen rocks, chain watch, rims blue Different color boots on, park Yukon You predicates
mic and do the best ya can Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't stop Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't quit Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all
there's hell below I think we all gonna go (Chorus) Verse 3 (Master P) Tell me is this heaven, is this hell I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral
mc} (both) We rock the mic {we rock the mic well} We rock the mic {we rock the mic} Well, we rock the mic and (we rock the mic well) (1) for the treble