'Do it slow' I don't know Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi goddam But that's just the trouble The name of this tune is Mississippi goddam And I mean every word of it Can't you see it

Broliqué, j'suis dans le club Calibré, j'suis dans le club Kalashé, j'suis dans le club J'suis dans le bando (ouais) Ça tire, ça tire, drive-by en Range Ro' (bang) Au comico je no comprendo (no) Ça nique des mères, y a qu'ça à faire, gros Ouais, ouais,

(Pa' atrás, pa' atrás!) (Tan-tan, chulería!) Eah, tú 'tas encendía, ma' (Dame una barría!) Si me le pego ella me pide Si me le pego ella me pide mas (Tan-tan, tan-tan!) Pa' atrás, pa' atrás

He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it

Nose porque ellos quieren joder si saben que no tienen poder no se tiren o la pasan feo te dejamo parkiao en el paseo No cuento con nadie, cuento con mi mismo aprend de la vida siempre anda ready con ella chambia Ando con mi peine full con lo insecto

Girl, I guess I should have known Dancing on my bed to a Fugee song Just killing me softly You left me laying here with my eyes closed Stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors And made a mess of

Wish I could find forgiveness It ain't hiding in no bottle on a shelf I can't feel it on some Sunday morning pew The peace I need so desperately Is buried in the one place I can't get to Girl, it's gotta come from you Or lying in the bed of someone else

Sitting up, late at night I tiptoe through the darkness Cold as hell, black as spades Aware of my immediate surrounding In my place I escape up into my hideout Hiding from everyone My friends all say, "Dave you're mental anyway" hey! Drift into a deeper

Woke up around a half past ten Can't believe that I'm late again Put down about a quart of caffeine To start my pulse and then I grabbed my jeans off the floor Then I hit the door Just the same old same It goes to show

Où il fait toujours beau, où tous les jours sont chauds Où l'on passe sa vie à jouer Sans songer à l'école, en pleine liberté, Je me souviens de ces matins d'hiver Dans la nuit sombre et glacée Quand je marchais à côté de mon frère Sur le chemin des