译文: 史密斯,马丁. 我要歌唱你爱到永远.
roller coaster Flip you over, make you scream my real name Holla diamond blue smith when you feel the pain Ain't runnin' game, that ain't my territory Ask Remi Martin
~ [Verse 1] ~ Yo, crack the Remy Martin For niggas pumpin' weed by the mini-market Bring it when you see me park it I think big like Diddy office I fuck
So you drop the top, it's time get out Kind of how it is when you kick eight bars And not rhyme once and still sound fly Wheee! Peekin' at the Smith
shit like this I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz
needle You phony as the 5th Beetle Fuck a B on a deedle Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What? Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What? Fuck a Smith and
needle you phony as the fifth beetle. Fuck a B on a Deedle Rockin Toledo Like a Trooper, What Leavin your conscience in a Stuper, What? Fuck a smith and
braids Motherfuckin' uh, rollers You got to believe, somethin' And I just ask my motherfuckin' self, uh To G or not to G is the question And like Smith
shit like this I thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wesson And all my niggaz
shootin' to kill & why did all them priests have to act so ill Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched Tell me why did Malcolm & Martin depart
NOBODY BUT A FOOL (WOULD LOVE YOU) (Bill Anderson) « © '65 Moss Rose Publications » RECORDED BY CONNIE SMITH AND BY DEAN MARTIN Nobody
on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach 'Cause I'm in it to win now, niggas, can't take that Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music Martin Luetta
pride and We?re marchin? side by side and My people laugh, my people cry My people ride and die Who are my people? Dr. Vernon Johns Dr. Martin Luther
Wala pa nung cellphone Wala pa ring cd o dvd Meron lang Betamax Sa jingle magazine Natutong mag gitara Sinifra ang mga kanta Sa cassettte at plaka Mula sa himig ni Pepe Smith
that time When little Samantha Smith was so brave And made that grin and call And when the Bears' Vincent Woody Paced the sidelines and coached football When John, George and Martin
ñor Te agradecemos por Tu palabra de amor Nuestra cruz tomaremos en pos de Ti Ahora vivimos para adorarte Señor [x3] Written by Martin Smith
but mines is jumpin) It's the steve... Like this, sick em champ (steve martin's in full effect!) Sick em champ (yo steve's a weasel! show em how your steve martin
vistas of reality that we will either go mad from the revelation or flee into blissful sleep, peace and safety of another new dark age. I'm Mark Edward Smith