Pass the Dutchie pon the left hand side It a gonna burn (Give me music, make me jump and prance) It a go done, [Incomprehensible] (Give me the music,
Traducción: Juventude Musical. Mowf Of Madness (The Sequel).
Traducción: Juventude Musical. Intro.
Traducción: Juventude Musical. Mowf Of Madness.
Traducción: A trilha sonora Afinado no Amor. A passagem [da Juventude musical] Dutchie.
dutchie 'pon the left-hand side It'a gonna burn {Give me the music, make me jump and prance} It'a go done {Give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance
I have never seen the moon this dark before a??My altar is under a blanket Just inside the hall door a??I suppose I should feel something For everyone
us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit life is a short trip The music's for the sad men
highway inna mi Lexxus trailer Money fi mi madda cause mi a nuh failer No time fi slackness Mi a nuh jailer Cry inna mi music cause mon a wailer Money
why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the youth
us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The music's for the sad
Mother doesn't know where love has gone She says it must be youth That keeps us feeeling strong See it in her face, that's turned to ice And when
alongside for a while then go I think back on them as the days go by The roads we took were different in this life We once drank from the wine of youth
jungle No-one really knows where to go Searching For something that is beyond all Music A music
Once upon a time Not too long ago Change was in the air Strangers smiled hello Love is at the park Flowers in our hair Music our password People really
, I was lost in my youth But I'm going back to Memphis - after you. ?If I could have seen you With blood on your bones Poison in your fingers But music
work hard at it) I'll be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be) Save the music y'all, save the music y'all Save the music y'all, save the music y'all Save the music
skin is a art gallery, right with paintings of crucifixes Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth
