a plateia à loucuraEu quero ver lacrarTodo palco é

de zitha, nkosi yethuMholi wezwe lethuLefatshe la bonata ronaLea

jean baby, L.A. ladySeamstress for the bandPretty-eyed, a pirate

a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the

kids, shake it loose togetherThe spotlight's hittin' somethingThat's

I carried you in my armsThrough the hotel to our roomThe

looking, I'm looking backI'm trying to imagine this and thatThe

your black icy stareOnce cut down, my friendOh, your

on Graduation...(TV Static)Did you feel like Jesus?Did you realizeThat you

Kanye G, they can't stop me from rapping, can

I remember when rock was youngMe and Suzie had so much

so strange he doesn't show meMore affection that he needsAlmost

I see you in the distance and I see us as

The more I learn, the more I seeThe less the world

Like father, like sonLike father, like sonLike father, like sonDon't come

you wake up and don't want to smileIf it

can't light no more of your darknessAll my pictures

Timon & ka' se det kommeHvad!?Det vil de ikke

1: Simba & konge bli'r jeg mægtig stærkOg fjenderne

I was a little bitty babyMy Momma done rocked me