Vertimas: Soundtracks (kitos dainos) Soundtrack. Sho fotografiją [Iš Pyktis Motinos].
Vertimas: Soundtracks (kitos dainos) Soundtrack. Lady Heroinas [J. Flex F Iš Pyktis Motinos].
on, wit cha bad self [Verse One: The Lady of Rage] I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must It's the Lady Of Rage still kickin up dust So umm, let
you up against Rage Hitchcock From H block With a flow that make 'em scream, "Rage, stop! " Now that's crazy Naw, that's the Lady Of Rage (Rage...) [
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I need a woman 'bout twice my age A lady of nobility, gentility and rage Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw We'll go right through the book and
Mamma You gave life to me Turned a baby into a lady Mamma All you had to offer Was the promise of a lifetime of love Now I know There is no other Love
turn on the hood that made you To leave be afraid to the same streets that raised you Can aid you. What other black births came suit the rage up in harlem
shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga '94 still in the door and we conquered many tours With Rage Against
Incomprehensible] kits and alleyway thigh splits for two bits And five year old preschool pussy And once strong now bony backs and stretched out Weary racks of snatch, in other
turn on the hood that made you To leave be afraid to the same streets that raised you can aid you What other black births came suit The rage up in Harlem
you say ?Ho ho? Say, ?Ho ho, ho ho? Say, ?Ho ho ho, ho ho ho? Now scream Come on all the ladies in the house All the pretty young ladies in the house
and wipe the fuss Do what I must and what I must is bust The bubble or choose some trouble for you So skip to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin' through
Mayall, Gary L. Yoder, & G.R. Grelecki) Yes I am the Hiway Man I played my hand and I won Rode on down from Richmond Join the other side War was raging
cash Quick call her collect, ain't no respect from the other side My cell mate's suicidal 'cause his mother died An' my C.O. is a lady an' I'm thinkin
nigga turned dreams into cash Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side My cellmate's suicidal 'cause his mother died And my C.O. is a lady
you up in sailor's clothes Your jacket shall be blue? You'll see that seaport town Of Canadee-i-o Now when the other sailors heard the news Well, they fell into a rage
