
Sara Jorge - To be loved
Tekst :
Come On.....She holds his hand and she knows
That he will never let it go
She is his everything
She strokes his face and she knows
She ll let the love shes feeling show
He is her everything
Live a little learn to love alot
Give a little give it everything you ve got
Love to be needed
Love not to be loved
Live a little learn to love alot
Give a little give it everything you ve got
Love to be needed
Love not to be loved
So give me that love
Give me that love
Give me that love
Love not to be loved
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
On my way
I don t know where I m going but I m on my way
as I go through life
Somewhere in the world there s a place for me
Somewhere I will find me a new life
I don t know where I m going...
as I go through life
Somewhere in the world there s a place for me
Somewhere I will find me a new life
I don t know where I m going...
Gas
Me - it feels isolated, assuage me, suffocate me
Me - it feels, inflammation, domination, you choke me
You choke me
Gas, gas, gas ...
Me - it feels, inflammation, domination, you choke me
You choke me
Gas, gas, gas ...
Eggs on plate
Oh Lord I got eggs on my plate
I got em Damn right
I got four walls I live here
Hey I live here
Now this big Jew-man uptown
He told me one day
He said, heh boy
You look at that house...
I got em Damn right
I got four walls I live here
Hey I live here
Now this big Jew-man uptown
He told me one day
He said, heh boy
You look at that house...
The game
What nigga drop that shit
Soldier say K L
These fake ass rap niggaz thought I lost it yet
I m bout to let these old bitch ass niggaz know I got a game in my vein
Verse 1: Mac
Murda murda I wrote...
Soldier say K L
These fake ass rap niggaz thought I lost it yet
I m bout to let these old bitch ass niggaz know I got a game in my vein
Verse 1: Mac
Murda murda I wrote...
Guantanamera
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera