Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Pixie Lott
1. Walking down Brick Lane, feel the blue. Winds blowing lightly and I picture you. Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do. Love is like a dream, when it's just me and you. Open my window, sing me a song. Baby can't you.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Radiohead
Rust in the mountains, rust in the brain. The air is sacred here in spite of your claim. Up on the the rooftops, out of reach. Trickster is meaningless, trickster is weak. He's talking out the.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Dixie Chicks
Hugged your friends. Kissed your mama goodbye. Baby in your arms and a tear in your eye. Twelve hundred miles and you never asked why from me. Me and the baby and you side by side. We all knew we was in for a.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bros
Brick walls and windows. Reflect in the light. Fabric so limp hiding the night. People almost families. Building their nests. God knows it´s perfect. Ten out of ten. Concrete views and vistas. Lining the sky. Washing so.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chumbawamba
Words on a postcard from far away. Spoke of a time long ago. Laughed ourselves daft on that Saturday. Singing here we go. I'm a taxi driver. I'm a postal worker. I'm an office cleaner. I'm a striking docker. I'm a ballet.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Akon & Ace Hood
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah. Ace Hood, Konvict Music. I know they want us to stop. But we immune to losing. Hey, hey. Now I can't stop gettin this money now. Cause I'm out here livin this hustlas.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike
Yeah, still Killa Kill from the ville. With a flow so cold it'll froze your nose. Something like the blow did back in the 90's. When I sold to the geeked out hoes. Must be the reason my flow so.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Dru Hill
Yeah, whoa... Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo. Look around brother... Ha... Ha. Def Jam... Def Squad. Frank Rock in tha house. Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo. Look around brother. We keep it hot... Dru Hill. Def Squad from the top one.
Tác giả: Akon
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Akon & OG Boo
Mama hold her head and cry. 'Cause her son had been shot down in the streets and died. "Oh why? Oh why?", is what she cry, she cry. The biggest problems in the city. Is them daddies ain't.