Vertaling: Eggo Van Die Diep. Hoop.
Vertaling: Eggo Van Die Diep. Foto Voor Die Armageddon.
heart, I'm reachin' for you I need you now, with every beat of my heart As I lay down in this dark room, I hear your voice like a soft tune, echo
There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my Texas
Do you ever look around turn your ear to the ground show your face to the sky on a night when the skies echoe sounds from inside of your mind on the stage
say Offishall Get files the IRS couldn't capture Rapture like Anita, prophylactics like Bonita Bet ya my OSAP, K-A will meet a face within ten days of grace Deep
it moan And saddest in the sedge the wind replies Awaking echo's echo with it's tone And mem'ry's mem'ry in the hearts deep sighs As when one hearkens
makes it moan And saddest in the sedge the wind replies Awaking echo's echo with its tone And mem'ry's mem'ry in the hearts deep sighs As when one hearkens
I can recall my name - but it was not the same I fear I'd gone astray - I've almost gone insane Sometimes I still can hear - echoes of silent fears But
gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right Two times [Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown) Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto) Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah) Look deep
And the only word there spoken, was the whispered name, Lenore This I thought in out loud whispered from my lips The foul name festered, echoing itself
you More than a feeling, that sweet devotion for you It?s in the black sick and the choking on the blood and your tears It?s in the echo of the jackdaw
Try to ride it Try to hide it Deep inside it ______________ Try to love it Try to hate it Try to touch it But you can't feel Hit by something Hit
in the mirror Off and running But from start to finish I was proud to fall And I fell so deep within it I got lost inside it all From start to finish
above and out beyond Leave the common ground You never wanted to belong The sky is open wide Light the fuse and take a ride Leave it all behind Dig in deep
towel [Method Man] Fo' we gun down [Verse 1:] [Redman] Yo, flipmode, toiletbowls explode When Doc come drop a shitload Grip fo's Mushrooms, dick those Deep
20 blunts a day Hin an ala zae. *(Christion Numskull Yukmouth)* One (echos) (Drink A Lot.... all day) Two (echos) Five (echos) (Smoke A Lot.... all day) Twenty (echos
innocence And their desperate plea for recognition and recompense Tiny voices Echoes of our heritage Our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices Harbored deep
