She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night

For those about to rock, we salute you We salute you Yeah, yeah, oh We roll tonight To the guitar bite Stand up and be counted For what you are about to receive We are the dealers

I feel I'm coming home again In morning dew A glorious scene came through Like war is over now Pure moments of thought In the meaning of love This war is over now Salaam allah alad donia alal'insaan (salute god and bless life and humans)

I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love I don't want to hear sad songs anymore I only want to hear love songs I found my heart up in this place tonight 'Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm Yeah, you know, your song's got me feeling like I'm Don't

Réponds, réponds, réponds quand j'te parle Réponds, réponds, réponds quand j't'appelle Aya aya aya aya aya yeah Salut, salut comment vas-tu? J'voulais savoir comment ça se passait J't'ai envoyé dix messages J't'ai appelé plusieurs fois même Mais tu ne

I won't follow you The pawn plays the king, but there's no board at all The mindset of children that can't stand on their own You raise up your hands in conformist salute Will you follow the crowd or will you follow you? I won't be the same Creating my

Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Fix your motherfuckin face nigga! Look at these fuckin chimpanzees Bunch of fuckin monkeys (Mr. Porter!) I been shot, I been stabbed I took all that I have to give And I never ran, never have

One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in

General, I salute you I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you It ain't nothing 'cause loyalty is what I'm used to And what I don't do, I'll have one of my troops do Nigga we'll kill you I'm ready for combat, a solider on the front line Take me to

55 jours 55 nuits Et salut on s'en va. Nos taxis sont en bas. On a tous un amour sublime Caché dans sa mémoire intime. Chaque homme a sa musique à lui On a tous une passion perdue, Un rêve qui n'est pas revenu, Des souvenirs pour toute une vie