Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb I make a right after the arches
1 2 1 2 3 4... Know a man...his face seemed pulled and tense... Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds... So I approach with tact...
I'm strictly thanos on your anus Shit is not the same as I'm powerful cosmic On drumkicks People call me famous for that I'm fat like the records from
My days, they are the highway kind They only come to leave But the leavin' I don't mind It's the comin' that I crave Pour the sun upon the ground Stand
The lyrics are in french, performed by Caroluna (The song, "Codes" includes "Not of this World" © 2008 by Caroluna, composer and singer ) Here is the
count To keep the beat then count Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious Curve you circles counterclockwise, use your cipher to decipher Coded
what you'll never get by tearing me all down for you. Somebody had to go and be honest. Be honest. Somebody had to go and sing nothing but the truth in code
Na na na na - Na na na na Na na na Na na na - na na na Na na na Na na na na na na na ooooo It?s time to go! Go! (DJ Scratching) Explain the reasons,
(T. van Zandt) My days they are the highway kind, They only come to leave, But the leaving I don't mind It's the coming that I crave, Pour the sun upon
My baby woke up this mornin' Said [unverified] "B., you must clean up and go" Well, my baby woke up this mornin' Said [unverified] "B., you must clean
it We can help define a way uncharted Code of ethics, feel it Stand, be counted Life is only what we make it So don't fake it Just make it right Code
niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they blood Can't hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly grove That's my G-Code Now put
You think this shit happened for me over tha night This is my life Everybody know I be on tha flight To get it right and keep it right and stay strong
You lil' boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot You lil' boyz don't wanna do nothin' but hang on tha block Yoy lil' boyz ain't ready to go to tha pen
boys all behind Do this last one and I'll grow me some wine Leave them troubled boys all behind What you stole, I would have given freely Code red, code red, code
Wir wollen euch nicht verA¤ndern, wir wollen hier keine Revolution. Wir sind keine PerlenhA¤ndler, warum misstraut ihr uns? Wir haben 'ne weiA?e Fahne
pick one to be my new zip code Because I'm packin' my life up And moving it down the road I'm gonna find me a new zip code Yeah, a new zip code I'm
I live by the code of the road every single night of my life Nobody knows a single place I go city by city, night after night Been a long time on this