Letzter der geht English translation
von Vega
Letzter der geht Lyrics Übersetzung
And this turns black.
where I run the sky closes
my friend and it turns black.
breathe the smog of this city since I could walk and it's black.
and they told me lies stink so i speak frankly
being against everything almost cost me my life though
I want dis like that, I want dis like that
and how many times i dis feel i drowned in songs
there is nothing better recorded coming home
where the boys are, every day, for a lifetime, you get that?
and of course I distribute blocks in bars and arte out
Lose for you fuckers I'm goddamn black smoke
Better take your steps away from me
none I fear, few I respect
out for the cash till the road calls me
Shindy do you see that you dog? Sicilian blood
my album on the five, Mashalla I don't bark
and Kay tells this clown that the bastard will be spanked
ridiculous and g
and today I know even the good die young, the best never die
have lost to this sound
but my dad is a paid in full chab i was born with that sound
killed some rappers to the sound
on the street in the booth boy challenge me
taken the pain, live through the hustle and bustle
First to come, last to go
a few good guys led to this sound
I cried when I wrote my outro, did it affect you too ha?
meaningless if you get it
I am the heart of this region, it is Gaul because of me
and i drink to this sound
my dad is a "sugar hill" chab i grew up with that sound
but soon my fucking head will burst
in an area where every day it smells as if a Natz nugget is boiling hot
tell me you have block love
and you see four, two meter lebanese aiming their base at your head
raged to this sound
But my dad is a "Twilight Soldiers" Chab I grew up with that sound
where I run the sky closes
my friend and it turns black.
breathe the smog of this city since I could walk and it's black.
and they told me lies stink so i speak frankly
being against everything almost cost me my life though
I want dis like that, I want dis like that
and how many times i dis feel i drowned in songs
there is nothing better recorded coming home
where the boys are, every day, for a lifetime, you get that?
and of course I distribute blocks in bars and arte out
Lose for you fuckers I'm goddamn black smoke
Better take your steps away from me
none I fear, few I respect
out for the cash till the road calls me
Shindy do you see that you dog? Sicilian blood
my album on the five, Mashalla I don't bark
and Kay tells this clown that the bastard will be spanked
ridiculous and g
and today I know even the good die young, the best never die
have lost to this sound
but my dad is a paid in full chab i was born with that sound
killed some rappers to the sound
on the street in the booth boy challenge me
taken the pain, live through the hustle and bustle
First to come, last to go
a few good guys led to this sound
I cried when I wrote my outro, did it affect you too ha?
meaningless if you get it
I am the heart of this region, it is Gaul because of me
and i drink to this sound
my dad is a "sugar hill" chab i grew up with that sound
but soon my fucking head will burst
in an area where every day it smells as if a Natz nugget is boiling hot
tell me you have block love
and you see four, two meter lebanese aiming their base at your head
raged to this sound
But my dad is a "Twilight Soldiers" Chab I grew up with that sound
Writer(s): Andre Witter, Guillaume Silvestri, Remi Tobbal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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