Put your old-found faith as though you got to hang on, hang on, yeah Put your old-found faith as though you got to hang on and don't let go Like Indiana Jones, you got to hang on, hang on Put your old-found faith as though you got to hang on When you're

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many

'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya You won't wanna go outside Ooh baby, when I'm done with you, why You ain't saying nothing Yeah, you ain't saying nothing La la la la Baby go outside

Quand on fait la java, le samedi à Broadway, C'est peut-être pas la vraie de vraie, La java de Broadway, Oui mais c'est elle qui plaît. Ça swingue comme à Meudon. Quand on a du bourbon. On s'défonce, on y va, pas besoin d'beaujolais Quand on est fin

In the ghetto On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The child needs a

When the sunshines on its way Sitting on a rainbow looking at the world Standin' by the roadside waiting for my girl Earning time and let it pay This ie what you'll hear my say Riding on a jet plane Higher than a bird Looking out the window Don't believe

You put your faith in Odin and Thor! We put ours in cannons and whores! Your viking gods won't save you now When the pirates strike from the starboard bow! Back through time, to fight the viking foe! Back through time, where our voyage must now go! Six

Make that money Make that money, girl (Put the money in my hand, money in my hand) So get up on the throne (Queen) Now make that money, girl Stay up on a level so high they can't reach (Queen) So get you all of that millions, yeah eh Time's up, runnin'

If you could see it Why are we so different? Want you to feel it You never felt the answers Are aimed at you my friend Did you find yourself lost In the world we swore to protect If you could see it through my eyes Want you to know what it was like

'Cause I'm a man on a wire, on a wire I'm just a man on a wire, oh My heart is in my throat I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you And I've got my eyes closed As long as the wind blows I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you, you I'm a man