A keresés eredménye

Colour

[Verse 1]
At the Amstel, the Museum square
The Vondel or Sarphati*
I don't know what it is, but this city has something magical
We walk through the heart of this city in spring
Without me thinking about us, it won't go
 
[Pre-Chorus]
When I walk through the streets, she doesn't walk beside me
It is different than before
Honey who would have thought? It's white and black
We are completely alone
 
[Chorus]
And she gives colour to the city
And I have no idea what happens to me when she smiles
I miss colour to the city
Without her, without her
On the streets of the city
 
[Verse 2]
It does not matter, does not matter where, I see her
On the terraces on the Neude**
At the Dom** and along the canals
I don't know what it is, but also this city is beautiful
But everytime when I walk through this city somewhere in May
She passes by every time again in my mind
 
[Pre-Chorus]
When I walk through the streets, she doesn't walk beside me
It is different than before
Honey who would have thought? It's white and black
We are completely alone
 
[Chorus]
And she gives colour to the city
And I have no idea what happens to me when she smiles
I miss colour to the city
Without her, without her
On the streets of the city
 
[Bridge]
Does not matter, does not matter where, I miss her
At the Witte de With, the Erasmusbridge***
The park or in Ahoy***
I don't know what it is, but this city, it's so beautiful
But everytime again when I walk through this city in April
She still is everything I want
 
[Chorus]
And she gives colour to the city
And I have no idea what happens to me when she smiles at me
She gives colour (she gives colour) to the city (Ey-yeah)
But without her (She gives colour to the city)
Without her (Has no idea what happens when she smiles, ey-yeah-ey)
(She gives colour to the city)
(She gives colour) without her (Na-na-na)
 
[Outro]
She gives colour to the city
And I have no idea what happens to me
 

Safe Place

Someone like you ought to be content
It seems like the grass couldn't be any greener
You don't ever have to be properly alone anymore
You're living out the dreams that you had before
Oh man, I laugh along with them
At every circus and party
I've never actually really been here
I'm happy that you know
 
It's okay
But do you really understand me
They have no idea who I actually am
Sometimes I want to fall downwards in an iron jacket
From a lonely height to a safe place
 
Tinted windows and my seat is lowered
I put that thing into sport and start it up
Because here I'm immune to comments
These are moments where things are a little better for me again
And I drive, no sat-nav
There's no pressure here, and opinion or respect
Or achievement, back in my car
Because there are moments where I just don't want to talk
 
Cause, hey
Oh, I laugh along with them
At every circus and party
I've never actually really been here
I'm happy that you know (let it roll)
 
It's okay (really, man)
You don't really understand me
And you have no idea who I actually am
Sometimes I want to fall downwards in my iron jacket
From a lonely height to a safe place
 
I'm safe here
I'm free in the eye of the storm
I don't have anything to prove here
And that place in my head is mine
 
It's okay
You don't really understand me
And you have no idea who I actually am
Sometimes I want to fall downwards in my iron jacket
From a lonely height to a safe place
 

In the garage

[ of 'In De Schuur']
 
[Chorus: Snelle]
Everybody is deep down born to win
Come on, man, throw some oil on the fire
Because I have been banished from school too, I didn't have any plans either
I was writing songs in the garage
You are done with the whining, that comes from the sidelines
But aren't you yourself holding the steeringwheel?
And look at me, I do what you can do
Because I was writing songs in the garage
 
[Verse 1: Snelle]
Look, listen
I was just over there (Okay)
It could only do better (Of course, anyway, yes)
I still had to sow my own crops then
Man, nothing is as it seems
Believe, just like you, my sails were out in the storm before it came my way
Like us, in our paradise
Rash like we could become, so wise
And we will become rich, this in your paradise
Maybe in due time, impossible but
 
Chorus: Snelle]
Everybody is deep down born to win
Come on, man, throw some oil on the fire
Because I have been banished from school too, I didn't have any plans either
I was writing songs in the garage
You are done with the whining, that comes from the sidelines
But aren't you yourself holding the steeringwheel?
And look at me, I do what you can do
Because I was writing songs in the garage
[Verse 2: Ronnie Flex]
Okay, I was writing four, five songs in the garage, yeah
I never ever did it for the money, no, I was pure, yeah
Look I had Boaz for the Beatz, he brought them bam, bam, bam
And after that, my whole outfit suddenly became expensive, yeah
Like us, in our paradise
Rash like we could become, so wise
And we will become rich, this in your paradise
Maybe in due time, impossible but
 
[Chorus: Snelle]
Everybody is deep down born to win
Come on, man, throw some oil on the fire
Because I have been banished from school too, I didn't have any plans either
I was writing songs in the garage
You are done with the whining, that comes from the sidelines
But aren't you yourself holding the steeringwheel?
And look at me, I do what you can do
Because I was writing songs, writing songs in the garage
 
[Outro]
Writing songs in the garage
 

Fast days

(Hey, hey, hey)
I have to start on this track just a Monday
I always come unexpectedly, like an attack
You only make the children happy, like a bunny on Easter day
You are a Tuesday there is nothing special about you, a boring boy
 
Sorry to flex
I've been with your sister but I haven't been with your ex yet
Like a Wednesday, you only have half of what men stacks
Babies couldn't talk anyway,you are like them so shut up
 
Boy I'm not your plug I'm the fucking outlet
We have only just arrived on Thursday and are already on a stupid amount
I don't even invite you if I know you don't like me anyway
I skipped you, but I know that I saw that 'sorry'
 
Love between us sometimes bounces back and forth like a volleyball
The boy has changed never that I'm still a thottie ball
And on a Friday night feel freer than a bird
Weekend you know how it is sometimes goes faster than a bullet
 
Nowadays everyone already writes easy basic texts
But that's not difficult, it's all about flexing
You wanna lecture me so I'll rap your lesson
I had to perform once, and the whole crowd came to understand
 
Now I write native language but normally I write in English
Those snakes sting if you don't realize it, they are like thorns
Snelle Jelle is calling me so I don't fish with that rod
Because must count money
 
Don't go sifting you really aren't rebels
So much fake shit, I can't recognize the real thing
Bit of this and bit of that
Tired of old clothes
You shine now but you know what
Soon you'll fail again
 
Got your sissy like a snake
I'm dizzy but not scared
Go cut things like pliers
And come in hell with a gunn
 
Twenty-four seven on that shit like a shit week
They think I'm dealing, but I think he's growing shit
I focus on my navigation and stabilization while
Rappers I hear don't know about articulation
Try to rhyme that way too, otherwise don't talk,
zehma money about bitches but have a relationship themselves
 
Ah yes, skip it, let them make that music anyway
They drop blunders, so it will be short days for them
Give them another year, gnawing at a bone
Plus that shit is basic everyone is already hopping on the rage
 
Afraid of espionage because you walk in camouflage,
all masks, balaclavas, and even anonymous haters
Anonymous chats with an anonymous status
if a comment is anonymous I really don't know what it's worth
(So)
 
Writing texts, the only way to get rid of my stress
Everyone wants to rap now but after this they are really going to shut up
2 laps, people will be panting, marathons, will keep on fighting
Strange or logical, choose for yourself, but a leader will suffer the most
 
Never gave a gesture when they said negative things
Otherwise you will be sketched and you know I am not talking about crayons
Because you always have to stay calm even if you have to drive quickly
Of those motherfucking ibahesh in harder times
 
You keep grinding through greenery and skip those girls for money
because what are you with the nani if ​​your money can't stay there?
What are you with the nani if ​​your dough can't stay there?
Yeah what are you with the nani if ​​your dough can't stay there?
 
Still I pierced your bitch like a power drill
I don't need coke for high dopamine
Because with that cocaine
You won't be flying high for long
Not long ago that people were killed
 
Everyone knows that I am never satisfied with a song
When it is not at least twice as hard as concrete
The difference between our money and meal may be the sum
Shit I'm done with this, go chill in the sun for a while