Lirieke:
The Black Keys Strange Times

the one To pull you through the mirror Before you come, before you come undone Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times

you Strange times Here Scratch you In the square Meant so much When we first met People come From far and near Bless them me Bless them everyone Strange times

loot and get bail SPV I dwell, and all the times shall tell [Hook: Gangsta Blac] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It's all about a come up man, Bustas can't be actin' strange

' assets nigga, sell yo' trophies, sell yo' Mustang You know what that bring? Ching, ching Playa potnah motherfucker dude that's some mail Convertible top, black on black

Long time ago, but still in this age There was a man, seeking the answers For the questions of life An angel, so beautiful arrived By his side and let

Mes problemes On the black keys I put my despair Or I park My problems C'est sur les touches blanches Que je range Mes «Je t'aime» It's on the white keys

. It is all true, everything I feared, everything which I dared imagine only in the blackest embrace of the most narcotic malignity. There are Six Keys

this Rhythm your moving your head because you like this Now can I get a witness? societys choas no time to floss Just business Hook: Caught up in the choas no time

and money not mix like ?Udibidy jays? And White America hates to see a black man pay 'cause the streets change like weed grains And niggas actin strange