Превод: Еманон. Она мисли.
Превод: Еманон. Чекаоница.
Превод: Еманон. Прича.
Превод: Еманон. Направите Музика.
Превод: Еманон. Политичари.
Превод: Еманон. Речи.
Превод: Еманон. Више него што знам.
Превод: Еманон. Цоунт Иоур Блессингс.
Превод: Еманон. Корисничко име.
Превод: Еманон. Слепа љубав.
It?s a story About how we Came up on the Style we got ----- Style we got fresh Nothing less 1995 when I started to rhyme DJ Exile on the beats Aloe
the box leave them down for the count You know you better count your blessings Aloe Blacc and Exile and they drop a lesson You don't really want for EMANON
I make music to roll to, the kind of music that holds you Music to set your goals to music that blows you away Music to start your day, music to melt
Well papa always told me that I?d be something in life Somebody famous someone who would make changes like A superstar actor or maybe a musician A diplomat
Just a kid only 13 with somethin' Havin' acceptance in this world is too much The changes, the pain is fun for some It's too much gold, regressed with
Call me the rapscallion A rogue rhyme sayer single-handed battalion Thoroughbred pedigree like a black stallion The pale horse couldn?t come close to
My kisses wake her in the night When she turns I'm not there I wouldn't have left if I had known that she'd be left all by her lone It took my breath
September on the ides 1 ? 5, mother?s alive and living Autumn is winding and leaves are changing color No other could have persisted through the winter
