Maksud 89 - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Cristo E Liberazione - Pope John Paul II

"It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to make music to your name, O Most High; your deeds, O Lord, have made me glad; for the work of your hands I shout with joy. O Lord, how great are your works! Salmo"

She Loved Me - Jason Aldean

"It was the summer of '89 I fell in love and i learned to drive Me and Becky didn't waste no time Went zero to 65 one night Being young was getting old We were headed down a dead end road But we didn't"

Hołd (feat. Sage, Tony Jazzu) - TKZetor

"Dawniej był rezerwat ludzi co w stylu sekty Ulica, świat przestępczy i przekaz nie był lekki Rap nie był dla lamusów, był bardziej bezwzględny Pierd* wielkim chu* wszystkie oddziały prewencji Połamałem"

Sekta (BDF REPRESENT) - Słoń, Floral Bugs, Profesor Smok

"Oto diament wśród cyrkonii, mam styl podły Czuję coś w powietrzu, tak jak Phil Collins Wasze milowe kroki, to są moje tiptopy A te 5 minut sławy, Nie jest warte 5 złotych Nie umiem wyjść z formy, Kim Gordin (???)"

Bloodline - Papa Roach

"I got cold feet Running through the summer in the hot heat Didn't see it coming but it saw me I can't believe it took me by surprise Heart beat Hitting in my chest harder than concrete Laying in the shadows"

I Am The Lyte - MC Lyte

"[ VERSE 1 ] Examine the style used in this sequence The rhyme's the clue, the record's evidence To the fact that I'm hypin this episode Cold carryin the extra wide load The beat is fat and the rhyme is"

Certified Gangstas - Diplomats

"(Verse: Jim Jones) You know I keep my eyes wide East side high risers West side low riders vest with the four-fire Yes I fo sho fire D-I-P low rider See police, slow the ride See scwalay, nigga 'Cause"

Stroke Of Death - Ghostface Killah

"(feat. RZA, Solomon's Child) Yeah, Soloman marked for life, a million to life Thug for life, forever eyein the kid '89 stick-up kid, King of New York Regulation party, daddy hard body Rowdy Brighton"

Akz - Kane & Abel

"[* Gun being cocked *] AK's and semi-automatic users We some southern, country boys don't let that fool ya Niggas that I run with will bring it to ya Nigga take it to the streets and I'll do ya Doctors"

My Book - The Beautiful South

"(Heaton/Rotheray) This is my life and this is how it reads For every chapter, a thousand memories A murder, a mystery where everybody bleeds A fantasy, a thriller with romance and disease Diary entry"

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