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ghetto My ghetto My ghetto My ghetto, MY GHETTO My ghetto gets desperate and it drags you in You see me with that black dog You know that's when you walk into my ghetto Cause its Hungary and no ones let in my ghetto gets jealous and it invites you in you walk into my

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto livin These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) When your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down) And there's noone to hold on too And there's noone to pull you out You keep on fallin' (falling) And noone can here you cal

(Phonetics). S'iz di elter nit geshmak, zogn ale zkeynim. Af di dermbes kumt di hak, in a tog a sheynem... Ven di dembes vern alt, faln zey in mitn vald. Vert der shtoltser odler alt, iz zayn shvung a lign. Un der alter leyb in vald zitst un khapt zikh flign. Shtarke ley

perverse thoughts Seeping cum and dripping drool Growing lust to abort To work the fetal tool Extro(per)vert Aborted to a dildo Intro(per)vert Aborted to a dildo Maternal instinct distorted Horny sadomasochist "Get that bastar

you ever lived in a ghetto And maybe at the close of your day On your front porch you hear the sound of a jukebox From the neighbourhood cafe Well in the noon you may hear the neighbours fussing When a kid breaks a window pane In the night, in night you may be wakened By t

Intro: Bobby Brown] Yo, this is B Brown We 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) Everyday struggle to stay alive Look deep inside (My ghetto c

feat. Shaggy) {All the ghettos around the world} {Dig this} {Ghetto Fabulous Joe} {Shaggy} All the children sing {Uh} I'm a ghetto child I'm a ghetto child (Check it, out) There's a world out there that I wanna see There's a man that I'm destined to be I won't be stopp

I was a boy i ran among the flowers Looking left and right at the bright array I played through the spring, whiled away the hours Lingered with the flowers every day Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, life's bouquet Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, along the way Flowers, pretty f

ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street Whatcha' gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsiblity? Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room? Will you sell caps of madness to the neighborhood? Little ghetto boy You already know how proud life c

Verse 1] Rock your Timbs, sag your jeans Ice your grill, it's all good with me Twenty-fours, big four doors Ain't no doubt, I'm down to roll I love it The way you talk to me Love it And your walk is mean Love it You know how I like it baby [Chorus]

flowers The day flies hasty from the sky I watch the people walking by The loneliness grows a moment I wonder what you're hiding from The evening's changing color now Like a chameleon knows how Another shape is safe to tell us That we can't feel safe here We know that in is time

Awwwww, paper flowers) (Awwwww, paper flowers) I linger in the doorway Of alarm clock screaming Monsters calling my name Let me stay Where the wind will whisper to me Where the raindrops, as they're falling, tell a story In my field of paper fl

Awwwww, paper flowers) (Awwwww, paper flowers) I linger in the doorway Of alarm clock screaming Monsters calling my name Let me stay Where the wind will whisper to me Where the raindrops, as they’re falling, tell a story In my field of paper flowers And candy clouds

was looking for love In all the right places He was flirting with me And Lord I had to flirt back And I fell in love Right there on the dance floor, yeah But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that He got caught in a nasty ghetto

long time ago, since she departed far away Long, long every road on which she may get back to me. Since the world is quite Every little flower has died. Dead flowers wherever I look Dead flowers wherever I step Around me everything is colorless Colorless lights in gray

yo J.R. this your boy Mann And let me tell you a story about me and this girl from my hood Back in the day Sean Kingston sing it (Chorus) She's my ghetto girl (ghetto girl) She's been living in a ghetto world (ghetto world) I bet she never met a guy like me (guy

you know, it scared me to death When I first saw you right after this Your face so pale on that sheet in that chest Really, man, it scared me to death They called in the morning Told me you had died last night I cried my eyes out The sorrow bl

the snow flies on a cold and grey Chicago mornin', a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto. And his mama cries, 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another hungry mouth to feed, in the ghetto. A-people, don't you understand? The child needs a helping h

mørket vert sola slukt, frost jagar oss frå heim Til kamp mot onde krefter, sett fri som verdas hemn Ei lagnad ventar. Alt som andar ligg og ventar stilt på den kalde lagnad Godskap går i kamp mot ondskap, alt forgår i drap Blodet sprutar, og månen slukast av hat Verd

took a picture that I'll have to send People here are friendly and content People here are colorful and bright The flowers often bloom at night Amanita is the name The flowers cover everything The flowers cover everything There's something here I find hard to ignore The

now, I gotta rep where I'm from North side, yeah, ghetto Minneapolis, ghetto, I'm from the, ghetto You know how we do, yeah For my people down south with gold in their mouth For my people out east with a key in the couch For my people out west that be bangin' it out We ghetto, ghe

girl, this is the world mean of thug r&b It's rise high, let's go Lately baby I been thinkin something crazy (We can get out of tha ghetto) If you wonderin why bills are high But only seems to multiply (e can get out of tha ghetto) And wha

just that ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto Is just that ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto We still ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto I've been thinkin lately baby Maybe we should layin tonight I've been pushing paper crazy Even if it's wrong I feel this right Maybe we

feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought them home one day, “ain’t they beautiful” he said They’ve been here in the kitchen and the water’s turning grey They’re sitting in the vase but now they’re dead Dead flowers I feel like this long string of

Nelson, Willie; I'm sorry but you've come to the wrong house But I know who those flowers are for The flowers that you have are for someone who's happy And happiness lives next door Someone sends her flowers each evening And her young heart is flooded with joy So don't keep her wa

sei meg kva du vil, sei meg kvifor er eg til? Kaller det eit liv, kan ikkje forstå, kvifor vegen vert så grå. Tankar, ingen andre har eg blir aldri som eg var. Ei monoton kjenlse som rår. Skulle ynskje alt var vår Vil det stige ein måne nye, mot

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand

the snow flies On a cold and grey Chicago morn A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto And his mama cries Cause there's one thing that she don't need Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto Oh people don't you understand This child needs a helping hand He's

The Rollingstones cover) Well, when you're sitting there In your silk upholstered chair Talkin' to some rich folk that you know Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company Hell, you know I could never be alone Take me down, little Susie, take me down I know you think y

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand the child needs a helpin

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand the child needs a helping h

stem things of beauty Created by the good Lord Cut down in the prime of their lives Boxed up, wrapped in paper Delivered to your front door Just to wind up in your garbage can outside [Chorus] Tell me how many flowers have to die Before you give this love ano

Verse) You got a face like the Madonna Crying tears of gold Been pumping gas At the Texaco road to road You're on the run Oh baby yeah you're on the run Oh baby I'm not a trick boy, I'm a trick for you You give me butterflies Heart skipping one two I know y

on to the other side, have some fun on the other side You were always tripping on your feet 'Round the wrong way down the one way street Since the day when you found your wings, you await too much better things Now you never get the chance to see, what's been going on inside of me

when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair Talking to some rich folk that you know Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company 'cause you know I could never be alone Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground a

city for the ghetto ghetto [2x] Uhhh Yo yo! Everybody's talking about the good old days [2x] Huh I remember when me and my brothers we used to sit up on the poarch in the summertime and just talk about just making it You know what I'm saying

What we want to discuss here are routes out of the ghetto. This is called the "Get Out of the Ghetto" blues.) I know you think you're cool-- LORD, if they bus your kids to school... I know you think you're cool, Just cuz they bus you

love the way you keep them heels on Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long Show them tattoos when you switch it up With your J's on And you got ass so fat that I can't help but Feel On And you keep it real when it comes to having sex Girl you don't ever f

for a girl who was placed in the dark Flowers from a world that had taken her heart They looked so pretty, but the blood stained them If flowers turn Throw them away, throw them away If flowers turn Throw them away, throw them away Pull the braid

is like a school no applications just pick your class no matter how smart, any old fool is accepted and theres no exams to pass high grades or low grades you'll get to choose your vert own class mates, some of them you'll lose others stay to the

sine isande vindar Pustar i glørne Svart jarn skal smiast Det stundar mot strid Gudane sitt renkespel Legg kvar ein mann sitt sinn i mørkre Sviket ligg tett oppunder huda Når kampen er mot armod og svolt Marka, gold, kald og hard Gjer menn til beis

got a face like the Madonna, Crying tears of gold. Been pumping gas at the Texaco, Road to road, You're on the run, oh, baby, Yeah, you're on the run, oh baby. I'm not a trick but, I'm a trick for you. You give me butterflies, Heart skipping one two. I know you'r

Khaled(intro) This is for the hood This is for tha ghetto This 4 them nigga’s gettin that money (bird call) That Cash Money, that 100 million Dollar money Nigga we got money We the best Rick Ross Rydin big, getting mine 2 microwaves cook a brick at a time Bandanna on

in the summer I could be happy or in distress Depending on the company On the veranda Talk of the future or reminisce Behind the dialogue We're in a mess Whatever I intended I sent you flowers You wanted chocolates instead The flowers of ro

Oh! Har store planer om å dra meg ut av soffan Store planer om å dra meg ut i frisk luft Har store planer om å rydden denne kåken Store planer om å bli et uimotsåelig friskt pust Har store planer å skrive en erklæring som vil si deg eg vil gi deg meg Har store

old man is out by nine his wife died a year ago always wearing his sunday clothes never seen him talk to anyone liquor stores and churches there's one on every corner thanks for all my daily bread a can of food, bottle of wine, and a 99 cent pack of

blues and flowers Chorus: When the sun shines, It's blues, and no flowers Which just the meadow stands a dark corner somewhere in fear When the sun shines Is it !!!!! The sun is the most important one it does not survive, but some planets have it mu

kissing flowers lovers making love if we stay together forever won't you tell me what you're dreaming of

Verse 1] There was a boy he lived in a big white house And he was quite happy there He knew the dog and the cats and his brother And the maid that was there all day Does anyone know [Chorus] Does anyone know That there's cause for it, ways forward Don't give up, 'cos th

you could have something from Austria, what would it be? It's money, it's people, it's sex, it's power, it's democracy. I know you don't give a f***, the flowers are dead I know you don't give a f***, the flowers are dead I know you don't give a f***, the flowers are dead I kn