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There he goes running down the street.
He s moving and panting and stomping his feet.
He s hoping and trying to lose the law.
He s almost away but there is a flaw.
He hit a dead end and there is no way out,
But it seems as if he has no doubt.
Look at that hole in the wall to his right.
He s punching the bricks out with all of his might.
He s making his way through little by little.
One minute more and he ll get to the middle.
He gets to the other side and sees it,
His big black car with his driver in it.
The cops are gaining with each passing moment.
It s making him nervous but he ll never show it.
He s too rough for anyone...

He s the 7th street gangster.
He looks in the mirror and pulls out his gun,
Cocks it and aims it ready for fun.
Got a big problem, his bullets are gone.
But even worse his driver named Don
Is passed out on the floor of the car.
With him down there, they won t go far.
The only solution is under his seat,
He pushes the button - the ground leaves his feet.
Once again the 7th street gangster has won.
Why do people challenge him when they know what will be done?
He s never lost and I doubt he ever will.
A word of warning to you all - don t mess with the SSG

To był piękne jak deszcz i wiatr
Jak buki które czerwienią świat
To było piękne jak noc i mgła,
Do końca piękne po brzeg do dna

Niedaleko to było nie blisko,
Chociaż było nie wróci jak wszystko
A tu życie przepływa jak rzeka,
Więc zapomnij, zapomnij,nie czekaj
Kiedy było...

Off to the studio late night
Time to cut another track
It s gotta be hype
Got my rhyme book in hand
A blue loose leaf
Anybody move on that
They get loose teeth
Evil s got the funky beat
A stupid...

Messages from where I used to grow
Twenty thousand frames of mind
This is my soul

Relentless where I m most alone
Twenty thousand faceless names
This is your show

And, oh, I feel
I am a wandering
A fleeting...

Nie pozwalaj mi
W pół oddechu wyjść
Wykrzyknikiem strasz
Cofnij mnie spod drzwi

Bo wybiegnę w noc
Bo się porwać dam
Byle komu do
Byle gdzie na złość

Klepię życie jak różaniec
Jak paciorki bliźniacze dni
Smaku! Jak w opłatku mi brak
Z butelki sączyć chcę abstrakcję
Zrobić skok w namiętność - na łęb
Dreszczy deszczu mi brak

Nie pozwalaj mi...

Tonie słońce w horyzoncie
Mnie...

I ve got twelve disciples and a Buddha smile
Garden of Allah, Viking Valhalla
A miracle once in a while

I ve got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul
Vishnu and Gaia, Aztec and Maya
Dance around my totem pole
Totem pole...

I believe in what I see
I believe in what I hear
I believe that...