Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the world famous Karaoke night at the Ruffryder lounge Tonight we're gonna try something a little different This is
Jugando a ser, jugando a ser sombras nada mas, sombras de papel con tu piel. Jugando a ser, jugando a ser carne de cuartel, de letrina y de burdel la
There are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground There's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud If I could take them down off of that
The kitchen is cold But the coffee is warm And the suns coming up The day has just begun And your already bored Bored of cheering me up Bored of calming
Well, the future spills it's intangibles An unknown set of variables A path that spliten infinitely up ahead So tell me what's the use to pick and choose
[Ngiculela] [Zulu translation by Thoko Mdalose Hall] Ngiculela ikusasg Ngliyacula nao thando Ngicula ngelinyi langa Uthando luyobusa Jikelele kulomblada
It was, four in the mornin' got a call on the cell What the hell, you niggaz just shot at? Yo, they missed her, blazed most fired pistols Now it's our
Crack For every shell that fell there's a story to tell They say you hustle then you goin' to hell Nah, I know God love's me Yeah, I know that He fucks
I'm for standin' up, I'm for breakin' free I don't want fate handed down onto me Yeah, I'm for movin' on, try another town Time ain't changin' nothin',
Get high, get low Thick girls go an' shake ya big butt You in the club wit some worldwide thugs An' wherever you see us, we gon' kick it, it's all love
Niggas, bitches Gather 'round I got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred, thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the
Pienso que la vida es, un mucho de verdad Que las cosas no son faciles, en esta sociedad Todo tiene un limite que corta toda nuestra libertad ?Quien nos
Cae tu sonrisa en el cafe Me miras sin pensar en mi Es solo una costumbre, ya lo se Nada que hablar, ni que decir En esta historia Que va adelante sin
Che cosa ha lei che io no ho che cosa ha piu' di me sto cercando una ragione, anche se alle volte sai non c'e' Ero qui, eri qui ma poi non e' andata
Wandering alone on the ridge of a coast Lost to the world he had known as a boy He knows his lover lies south in the city Passing along and sleepy as
In the summer all the hikers Hike out for the highest peaks All the children watch the cricket And they never wash for weeks In the suburbs young protesters
I'll make another movie The same one as the year before I'll take a tired idea And put it in the hands of Hollywood I need to talk to someone I've been
This is a great school. I don't care what anybody says. I mean it's not perfect, but like the people are really cool. Like the teachers and kids.
