Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Le Peuple de l'Herbe
• Titre: History Goes
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
Did I go wrong somewhere? I try to be the best does anyone cares? With Rap & Religion, Rhythm & Rhyme Say no to grime time Commercial standards, corporate cuts If I just want beats I must be nuts Profit available, I'm unassailable M'modus operandi underailable Said it before, I am the jaw Drifting life to life so hardcore far more In tune with the moon than the forces of finance My chance to choose my own path so I dance Talk real streets Learn to rhyme before you touch the beats And do I educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes. Do I educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Do I educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Endeavour to be clever whenever is best The lifetime's one long test and I guess That only the strongest can survive Spiritually, not the physical vibes Brains over brawn, remaining on form, Betray the norm the worsted storms Outside, outride with a suicidal psyche Takes my homeboys over nightly might we? Lift the lyric to another level Learn to love yourself a little and lose the devil Within. The rhythm begin Sound of a new bass line kicking in From a world outside, I surmise Inexperience leads you to learn lies Wise guys knows how to focus those Who never never knew how the History Goes We educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Just suppose You never never knew how the History Goes We educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Just suppose You never never knew how the History Goes Did I go wrong somewhere? I try to be the best does anyone cares? With Rap & Religion, Rhythm & Rhyme Still say no to crime time Commercial standards, corporate cuts If I just want beats I must be fucking nuts It's profit available, I'm unassailable M'modus operandi is fucking underailable Said it before, I am the jaw Drifting life to life so hardcore, far more In tune with the moon than the forces of finance My chance to prove my own path I dance Talk. Real streets Learn to rhyme before you touch the fucking beats And do I educate those Who never never knew how my History Goes. We educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Just suppose You never never knew how the History Goes We educate those Who never never knew how the History Goes Just suppose You never never knew how the History Goes