Bilderbuch – Sneakers4free Lyrics

[Songtext zu „Sneakers4free“]

[Strophe 1]
Die Alten sagen: nichts im Leben ist for free
Ich will’s nicht glauben
Seh’ da drin kein’ Sinn
Ich bin so high wie nie
Tür’n aus Glas
Seh’n mich komm’n
Machen sich auf
Slideshow
Slideshow (Jaja)
Und da steht sie
Dieses sweete Thing
Die Verkäuferin
Ja, ja, die Verkäuferin

[Pre-Refrain]
Sie sagt:
Für dich ist alles gratis
Alles ist gratis
Ich fühl mich so gratis
Sie sagt:
Für dich ist alles gratis
Alles so gratis
Stell dir vor
Stell dir vor

[Refrain]
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free

[Strophe 2]
For free
Seit ich ein Kind bin
Seh’ ich das weiße Licht
So reich und shiny
Seit ich ein Kind bin
Spür’ ich den kalten Wind
Aus der Klima Klima Klima
Ich war immer, immer
Ein Junge mit Ideen
Ein Junge ohne Ziel

Ein Junge braucht
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Oh ja, mhm

[Gospel Break]

[Strophe 3]
Türen aus Glas
Seh’n mich komm’n
Machen sich auf
New York, New Yorker
New Yorke, ah, New Yorke, ah
Ja, alle Leute wollen
A jeder hat so gerne

[Refrain]
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free
Sneakers for free

[Outro]
Ich kann nicht warten auf die free drinks (Frinks!)
Doch ich warte auf die free drinks (Frinks!)
Ich kann nicht leben ohne free drinks (Frinks!)
Oh free drinks, free drinks, Frinks (Frinks!)
(Once again)
Ich kann nicht leben ohne free drinks (Frinks!)
Ich warte auf die free drinks (Frinks!)
Ich kann nicht leben ohne free drinks (Frinks!)
Hol mich raus, free drink (Frinks!)
Hast du Angst mein Kind?
Keine Angst mein Kind, nein, nein

Rostam – Bike Dream

[Verse 1]
You wake up late, you feel your heart begin to work
And now you’re all dressed up of course
And hailing cabs out of your door
On 14th Street I feel my head between my knees
And orange swimming through the trees
And orange swimming through the trees
Where could I go? What could I do?
Put in the state, my lips and eyes give me away
And now there’s nothing, I can say no
I’m pulled away, I see another of myself
Who’s found true love and happiness
To sit and smoke there on the chair for

[Chorus]
Two boys, one to kiss your neck
And one to bring you breakfast
Get you out of bed when
You’re sore from the night before
From knocking on my door
Your head against the floor boards
Two boys, one to love you sweetly
One does so discreetly
Never will he meet me
But I’m sure that you’ll catch your breath
You’ll sleep into the day
To wake up with sunlight across your room

[Verse 2]
Before I leave I want to try to go back in time
To just that moment in my life where I should have spoke up but I lied
As I sat there with my jaw open and I smiled
He pulled his sweater off and tried to explain he’d all but given up on love
I’m pulled away, I see another of myself who’s found true love and happiness
To sit and smoke there on the chair
Beside the bed I read this past week’s New Yorker
And I watch him paint Antarctica, and watch him paint Antarctica

[Chorus]
Two boys, one to kiss your neck
And one to bring you breakfast
Get you out of bed when
You’re sore from the night before
From knocking at my door
Your head against the floor boards
Two boys, one to love you sweetly
One does so discreetly
Never will he meet me
But I’m sure that you’ll catch your breath
You’ll sleep into the day
To wake up with sunlight across your room

[Outro]
Telling me something or nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear
Telling me something or nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear
Telling me something or nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear

Isa Muhammad – Chemtrails & Muslim Wars (Priorities 5 Album) letras

[Intro: Isa Muhammad]
I come from a time where it is about like bars nigga, where it’s about like lyrics nigga, where it’s about like saying some shit nigga, some deep shit nigga, some shit about black people my nigga. You shit about, you know, some some some esoteric spiritual type shit, some shit that goes into the essence of what it just means to just be black and just popping in America, you feel me? Like. Isa Muhammad nigga

[Verse 1: Isa Muhammad]
Incarceration, genocide, they kill you if you criticize
They got your name and number nigga, intelligence centralized
The homie Paper just got shot, I pray he make it through the night
I know some niggas did some time, had to fly a couple kites
I roll around my fucking city feeling like I’m Michael Knight
And Jesus Christ, you need a fight, Norris Cole is colder than the snow
I always get the shot to go, I got the baddest bitch for sho’
Bout to get out 10 or fo’, and he come from coldest coast
Lyrics caught the Holy Ghost, I travel ’round on golden spokes
Naenae done hit them folkes, it’s a [?] if you did not know
Palestine and the occupation, evidently, but you can’t taste it
I’m in the booth on vacation, I feel like Wayne, it’s a dedication
Outer space on the reservation, [?] it’s an assassination
The shit I spit come from dark spaces like dark matter meets Darth Vader
And elevated and meditated till you levitated
Dronestrikes at your frontdoor, Inglewood forever more
Chemtrails and Muslim wars
[Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches
Nah, said I’d rather put the city on, nigga
It’s Inglewood forever, look
Like chemtrails and Muslim wars
And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches bro
Nah, uhuh, said I’d rather put the city on
Word, it’s Inglewood forevermore
Uh, like chemtrails and Muslim wars

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m the Charles Dickens for these young niggas
Pray these scriptures pay my daughter tuition, it’s my vision
Ask me what I wanna be, and I said I’m a poet
Survive a drive-by got me feeling heroic
AK47’s for the shock and awe
Made a fortune, and no more smoking in those parking lots
Your men see you through a different lens
Ain’t no love cause they killing even wives and friends
Scholarships to school, they wanna know my race
Took a trip to Egypt, then I chose my faith
Field niggas would never suffer from sunburns
One word, you still a nigga, take this whole verse
Innercity niggas living by the Gotti rules
To be on house arrest he made a lotta moves
I’m prepaid for my next rhymes
I’ll let these niggas shine maybe next time

[Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
Your men see you through a different lens
Ain’t no love cause they killing even wives and friends
Scholarships to school, they wanna know my race
Took a trip to Egypt, then I chose my faith
Field niggas would never suffer from sunburn
One word, you still a nigga, take this whole verse
Innercity niggas living by the Gotti rules
To be on house arrest, he made a lot of moves
I’m prepaid for my next rhymes
I’ll let these niggas shine maybe next time

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
You received my gift, like a present, so my presence is a charity
The difference is it’s clear, but I focus on similarities
We in the trenches for our lives, these my soldiers in solidarity
Your intelligence artificial, that’s why you’re filled with singularity
Got that advice from my pops, it’s a staple
Like a plate of rice never, not religion, but a way of life
Pick your battle, save your fights
A wise man can play the fool, behave or pay the price
Respectability is cool, but that don’t keep me safe at night
This is why I’m still evolve ’cause these policies’ll kill us all
Nah they can’t kill us all, that’s why they wanna build a wall
But they don’t steal and they don’t rape and still get all
Like they don’t deal in raw, like they don’t kill at all
I’m a New Yorker, I saw the builings fall, they came because we built it first
The bricks are falling I say, and [?], that’s like the illest verse
So for me to trust, you gotta get the fuck up out your feelings first
Now watch you go from “Feel the Bern” to built up with the Bildergbergs
What the fuck is feelings worth

[Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches
Nah, said I’d rather put the city on, nigga
It’s Inglewood forever, look
Like chemtrails and Muslim wars
And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches bro
Nah, uhuh, said I’d rather put the city on
Word, it’s Inglewood forevermore
Uh, like chemtrails and Muslim wars