Songtexte - Liedertexte von musik, lied
 
Songtexte Browser:
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
#

Menü
Home
Lieblingen hinzufügen
Kontakt

Unsere Partner
 1. http://www.universal-music.de
 2. http://de.launch.yahoo.com

Mehr Sänger
Everlast
Aaron Carter
Erykah Badu
Eric Benet
Emiliana Torrini

Sponsor

E | Everlast | Praise The Lord songtext, liedtext

Musik Praise The Lord songtexte von Everlast
Songtext oder melodie: Praise The Lord

Interpret/Künstler/Sänger: Everlast

Wörter des Lieds (lyrik, lied Wort): 371

Das Album/CD: nicht erreichbar

Eingestellt am: 23.9.2003

QUEENSRYCHE
Roads To Madness
PAUL MCCARTNEY
Riding To Vanity Fair
PAUL MCCARTNEY
Angry
PAUL MCCARTNEY
Figure Of Eight
PAUL MCCARTNEY
We Can Work It Out
FAITH EVANS
Lucky Day
EMBRACE
A Glorious Day
PAUL MCCARTNEY
Mistress And Maid
EURYTHMICS
I Want It All


You know it's Whitey
And the Likwits
I say it's Whitey
And the Likwits
You know it's Whitey
And the Likwits
Watch me rock these sounds
From the polo grounds
To the sunset strip
Like an acid trip
I'll flash it back on ya
Run it up on ya
I was born in Hempstead live
Raised in California
Mr. Entreprenuer
I rock the shot that's sure
I need a dime plus more
d19k92422n12181114okk19r
I sip the fine liquor
I want the cash in hand
Snd the beach front land
And I get loco
From Acolpoco to Japan
Mr. Whitey Ford gets terrain explored
You perpetrate that Ford
You must be out of your gourd
It's time to make like Greg Nice, kid
And praise the Lord
Keep the faith
Smoke an eighth
Until you stack the papers all up in my safe
Commence the motivate
Consume an altered state
I'm killin' your whole wack show
Like I'm Edgar Allan Poe
With the psychotic thriller
No peckerwood iller
Than this freckled-face man
With the farmer's tan
If I can't bomb on you
I'm bombin' on your man

{CHORUS}
Some get the shit, sugar, some get the stains
Some get the muscles, baby, some get the brains
Some get the powers, love, some get the papers
Some catch the vibes and some catch the vapors Better
Praise the Lord keep keep the faith {X4}

I say roll to the rock
Rock to the roll
Whitey Ford brings the devastatin' mic control
Like Derryl McDaniel
A hundred G's venue
The tip's get clocked, baby
The bond's get stocked
My style gets rocked
Just like doors get knocked
With legendary status
Like my name's Lou Brock
And my lazairre sounds
Be shakin' the grounds
Huntin' down crews
Like packs of bloodhounds
Snatchin' off crowns
And meltin' 'em down
I once was lost, see
But now I'm found
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
And when the saints come marchin' in {keep the faith}
I'm Nestle's Alpine White / Classic rapper's delight
All these shorties pullin' tools
'Cause they know they can't fight
I bank my selections on worldwide connections
So get the seven digits, baby
Never burn your britches

{CHORUS {X2}}
Infos über dieses Lied:
Everlast - Praise The Lord MP3s kostenlos downloaden
CDs von Everlast kaufen
Gratis Klingelton von Everlast
Fanartikel von Everlast
Hol dir Everlast Fotos, Nachrichten, lyrics direkt auf deine Homepage:

Binde einfach den folgenden Code auf deiner Homepage ein, und der Songtext Praise The Lord von Everlast ist auch auf deiner Webseite!

Copyright © songtexte32.com