Tłumaczenie: Steel Train. Portret Pani jako Young Artist.
it's dirt Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work Stand by the grand high exhaulted At your door with a portrait of the raw shit
capture hypnotic Portraits and seem to make the average exotic Probably unite, I know you getting some love But you can't spit like a thug And you a
up daisies in a fugazi orifice [Joe Budden] I dress half hood, half corporate If your closet ain't the size of a master bedroom you won't get the portrait
myself Hate to sleep alone Surprises always help So I take somebody home To find out how I feel Feel like just a baby Portrait of a lady Poster of a
, nice and slow, I'll take you anywhere the four winds blow. So weep no more, my lady, don't you cry, I can't paint your portrait with those tears in
dances have their go, follow 'till they reach the end Mind the minstrels they will say you're just another scarecrow Not a word a single word, not for
I saw a picture of a child on her bedroom chest {easy} I took a good look and I felt so bad 'cause it was a portrait of judy at her grade 8 grad Torn
But they'll all know who you are Yeah you're not so great You're just early out of the gate there's a portrait of your mom when she was young Her face
surface of the twilight day There's a little yellow man Standing by the railway station Painting portraits on the brickwalls Of Billie Holloway Lovely lady
a portrait of cheap female skin, dangerous skin For the new repertoires from your neighbours, now me You go get a job where the people pay well You order a
't speak, it's a small world and it's gonna shrink If you're full of shit, then you're gonna stink I'm a realist I'm gonna think, with a pair of eyes
Hennessey If you's a rider, a world wide, rider If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me Then you a world wide rider, rider You a world
greeted with thunderstorm applause The message breaks the concrete barrier Launch the vessel, known as the a-1 carrier Sound goin through a cable, who
), in your life until its gone (your) I?m taking your portrait, your portrait, your portrait off my phone I?m taking your portrait, (portrait) your portrait, your portrait
like a diamond mine Like an unarmed walrus Like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail A steam turbine, frog farm Two
s a, rider, a world wide, rider (chorus x2) If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me Then you a world wide rider (rider) You a world
boys 'cause we all toss bricks Federalis jock me while I'm crossin' the bridge Click, click take a portrait of this I ain't a pretty rapper but got a