Radio Bagdad - Będziem robić politykę
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Ja zostanę politykiemTy zostaniesz mym prawnikiem
A on spędzi nam publikę
Wypijemy z urzędnikiem
Będziem robić politykę
Gdy skrzykniemy naszą klikę
Wtedy inni będą nikim
Każdy kupi sobie brykę
Cztery ściany i kobitę
Kłamstwa ważnym są czynnikiem
Aby zrobić z siebie szychę
Uratuję tę fabrykę
Byś pozostał jej trybikiem
Będziem robić politykę
(Ref.)
Jeśli tylko chcesz, a ponoć chcesz to możesz
Kiedy społeczeństwo wrze wykreujesz łatwą pozę
Więc ideał sięga bruku kiedy dosięga go bruk
Z Twojej ręki wypuszczony znad tysiąca wrzących głów
Choć zwycięzcy piszą dzieje to jedno miej na względzie
Aby ciebie móc osądzić sposobność ta nadejdzie
Nie myśl, że jestem laikiem
U mnie zawsze trik za trikiem
Już nie jesteś mym wspólnikiem
To ja robię politykę
(Ref.)
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Eyes on the prize
Run run, run run, run run yeah here come
Run run, run run, run run yeah here come here come.
In the agony of the feet and the thrills of victory
(come on, come on)
You know I won t stop trying
Got my eyes on the prize
And I m coming ready to compete...
Run run, run run, run run yeah here come here come.
In the agony of the feet and the thrills of victory
(come on, come on)
You know I won t stop trying
Got my eyes on the prize
And I m coming ready to compete...
Never gonna stop
You see us bustin up the floor
Well if you re not impressed - then wat cha lookin at
Yeah I know - we re gonna do it til we drop
And we re always doin it to the max - and we re never gonna stop
Well if you re not impressed - then wat cha lookin at
Yeah I know - we re gonna do it til we drop
And we re always doin it to the max - and we re never gonna stop
I call shots
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah.. yo whassup my nigga?
It s the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
And y know, the streets is a motherfucker
D.P.G.C., y know
Representin to the fullest, like dat dere
Y KNOW!
Kurupt]
Organized madness
The young Godstra
Yeah.. yo whassup my nigga?
It s the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
And y know, the streets is a motherfucker
D.P.G.C., y know
Representin to the fullest, like dat dere
Y KNOW!
Kurupt]
Organized madness
The young Godstra
Somedays
Wake up without a blink
To an even pace where nothing moves
Except the pressure from a funky saturday
Dropping like bricks on my head
Or over the milkyway
Starlit electric beams had only just touched me
I must have dreamt myself astray
To an even pace where nothing moves
Except the pressure from a funky saturday
Dropping like bricks on my head
Or over the milkyway
Starlit electric beams had only just touched me
I must have dreamt myself astray
Derradeira primavera
Põe a mão na minha mão
Só nos resta uma canção
Vamos, volta, o mais é dor
Ouve só uma vez mais
A última vez, a última voz
A voz de um trovador
Fecha os olhos devagar
Vem e chora comigo
O tempo que o amor não nos deu
Toda a infinita espera
O que não foi só teu e...
Só nos resta uma canção
Vamos, volta, o mais é dor
Ouve só uma vez mais
A última vez, a última voz
A voz de um trovador
Fecha os olhos devagar
Vem e chora comigo
O tempo que o amor não nos deu
Toda a infinita espera
O que não foi só teu e...