brakes) No matter where you from, it's for you and yours (These are the brakes) Bringing it back to the brakes like the, 'Yes, yes, y'all' (These are the brakes
Tradução: De La Soul. Frenos.
brakes] No matter where you from It's for you and yours [These are the brakes] Bringing it back to the brakes Like the 'yes yes y'all' [These are the brakes
the brakes] No matter where you from It's for you and yours [These are the brakes] Bringing it back to the brakes Like the 'yes yes y'all' [These are the brakes
: Tengo un alma diferente que no encuentra direccion por esta vida. Tengo un corazon valiente que se entrega por entero y sin medida. Guardo miedo en
: Life as we know, Is full of gloom Oppress the masses We'll lead to our doom We want the right To live or die Can't take away What we feel inside Like
man were back in the alley tradin' hands `Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-man all duded up for Saturday night Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
tie the rope, tap the brake, cause a scene. whatever keeps me in control. because these bones have grown tiresome and cant seem to hold my soul, my whole
own potential A cool head is essential Cause babylon will put on a sentece You got what it takes Inside, that's where your true self abides Put on your brakes
baby just come to me don't brake my heart tonight, swinging my soul desire baby just come to me, be what you wanna be using your fantasy, i need your soul
kill chain. My love it's been a while but I'll be there again. [Chorus:] So when I die, lead my remains into the fire. So that my soul flies, and I reach
hardcore I'm floating again This fake fir place Won't warm my soul nor face But still I'm floating Again Hypnosis releases brakes Make you do things
with no ties or leash And watch you fall See I got this soul It's all fired up This soul, I got this soul It's all fired up This soul, it's all fired
those shoes We'll go roaming in the night Well, how are things on the West Coast? You keep it moving to your soul's delight Now I've tried the brakes
ll detach you Mind from spirit, body from soul They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked
't know you, think they know you too well, you jell Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set Press you're brakes, Feds wanna
: The disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track. The young man's home; dry as a bone. His helmet off, he waves: the crowd
