Kwan - First up

Tekst :

Ya, ya, take it out
I know what you ve been hoping
Give me a token
Let me take you to the land of fantasy like J double R Tolkien
What s smokin ?
Must be da rytmiksoldaz of da Kwan
Padam! (boom!)
Blow it up armageddon
Primaly my neccesity is to honour the heritage and legacy of
The Rasmus, Killer, Kwan Dynasty
And keep it tight I swear
Now put your hands in the mothafuckin air

Chorus:

Fist up (fist up)
Fist up (fist up)
Fist up
Put cha put cha fist up (fist up)
The time has comma street beat tight no doubt to show you what
Kwan is all about
Fist up (fist up)
Fist up (fist up)
Fist up
Put cha put cha fist up (fist up)
The time has comma street beat tight no doubt to show you what
Kwan is all about

If you can t stand it
That I m independent

Inne utwory

  • Micless MC
  • Original sin
  • U & I
  • I wonder
  • Everybody wants to be an MC
  • Microphoneaye
  • Lightspeed
  • Shine
  • Late
  • All my love
  • B-boy pose
  • Padam
  • 247
  • Rain
  • Match in the gastank
  • Losowe utwory

    Pass you by

    Verse 1:
    She was like nothing I ever know
    Her eyes shine like diamonds in a field of snow
    Man, that destiny led her to me
    Made her feel that life was now complete
    A thousand days have passed and nights gone by
    You...

    Long road

    When words they mean nothing
    And everything you say is wrong
    You tell me your happy
    Turn around and I ll be gone
    You think about leaving
    Leaving when the going s good
    You think about heaven
    And everything it means to you...

    Angel of love

    The meaning of innocence
    I ve been thinking about it since yesterday
    I love you
    What else could there be?

    By your side, wishing and broken

    Thoughts of lvoe follow the wind into the blue sky
    They go beyond reality and
    We watch them disappearing

    I love...

    Canoa

    Canoa de vela erguida
    Que vens do cais da ribeira
    Gaivota que anda perdida
    Sem encontrar companheira
    O vento sopra nas praias
    O sol parece um morango
    E o tejo baila com as vagas....
    A ensaiar um fandango

    Canoa, conheces bem
    Quantas docas quando à norte pela proa
    Quantas...

    Material girl

    Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
    I think they re O.K.
    If they don t give me proper credit
    I just walk away

    They can beg and they can plead
    But they can t see the light, that s right
    Cause the boy with the cold hard...