(J-Roman) I know she's waiting so patiently (Soluna) So patient (J-Roman) Can you tell me her name? (Soluna) Can you tell me his name? (J-Roman) This
Překlad: J. Román. Kde jsi?.
streets Just the way a playa roll with some j's on his feet I got a lot of fits and I'm looking really fly Got a little roman on my wrist to hear the
why. [Chorus (2x)] [Violent J] Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way And a roman candle stickin
me I'll haunt ya And trap ya, wake Blaze up from the dead to bitch slap ya I lay in my bed, shoot Roman Candles at the ceiling I like the fire that
stand-in On a 'Highway to Heaven' just like Mike Landon And when it comes to battles my boy's a sure win He's been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing
, le cA?ur entier A? la moitiA© de mon roman Moi aussi, j'ai perdu, j'ai gagnA© Mais je n'ai jamais su tricher Moi aussi j'en ai vu s'A©loigner Des
no E As I progressed to the 7 yard, early Johnny D Caine, Officer147, C.R.A Fuzz, Comet, Blade, Ajax and Angelduster Cuttin school with Roman, hittin
bleibt immer jung! orte sahen wir uns an und der Roman einer Liebe begann. Du bist eine unter vielen doch für mich bist du viel mehr?{(*J
Chambre exotique en plastique et papier C'est les tropiques a cent miles de chez nous J'suis ballottee ent' une vieille vue francaise Un roman d'amour
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft] What good would result for a man By gaining the world but losing his soul? Love not the world Or the wrath
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft] No one is righteous, not even one There is no one who understands The Anointed One of God they shun NO ONE
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft] Rise up, so you can take a stand against the schemes of evil Courage, be strong in the Lord and in His mighty
acute;, zeig Dein "Ich geb nen Fick auf alles" Blick! Zieh am Joint mein Freund, mach das Fass auf, ich zeig Dir die Stadt Yo Roman dreh den Bass
Ne me raconte pas Le roman de la rose Le gout et la couleur des choses Je les connait deja Ne me raconte Pas Romeo et Juliette L'histoire de la Belle
a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set out their shops And cops watch, innocent niggaz roam in flocks Romanism in
He rose again and ascended like sunshine Who could it be? Who could it be? Who could it be? Who could it be? The person of the trinity between one and three J
