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Gotta do one song for the hood
This going out to all my homeboys
Ya know what I saying
All my balling homeboys
Ya know what I saying
Up in the hills (ghetto memories)
Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces
You know, doing good
It s lonely at the top
And if you get to thinking, heh
You get those (ghetto memories)

Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)

[Afroman rapping]
I hop out my car and stroll brotha
Afroman, young soul brotha
Late night crack house deep off in the hood
We kick it outside cause the weather feel good
Stereo bumping in the living room
Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom)
Colt 45 got your boy on buzz
But I ain t going home, I post in cuz (post in cuz)
Take another swig, take another hit
Talk to my man about some real deep shit
Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!)
Pulling to the side and selling the rock
The block get slow about a quarter to four
Spotlight po-po gets searched once more
They searched me from the east, west, north and south
I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth
They take the handcuffs off and we get released
Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys peace
Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove
Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories)

[Afroman singing]
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)

[Afroman rapping]
My system be good off in my Fleetwood
Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati
At the red light, I stop and stall
Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall
Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale
Brothas in handcuffs going to jail
The light turn green and I starts to bail
Dosing off cause I drunk, high, sleepy as hell
And as I ride, I just can t hide
My sense of pride, for where I reside
I proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto
You know, stay alive in the ghetto
Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto
Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto
I out the ghetto
But the ghetto is inside me
Ghetto memories

[Afroman singing]
Memories (baby), of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)

1.
Mam na imię Tereska,
Święty Duch we mnie mieszka
Chociaż mam niewiele lat
Chcę uratować cały świat
Nie straszne grzechy i zło
Z Jezusem pokonam to.
Pokonam zło Jego miłością
Pewne jest to jak Kwiatki wiosną

Ref.: Mała Tereska - Dziewczyna Niebieska / x 4

2.
Mała droga ta
Niebieski kolor ma
Idziemy po śladach Tereski
Na drodze co ma koor...

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here s what she said to me
Que sera sera
Whatever will be will be
The future s not ours...

Zejdź na morza brzeg.
Cicha noc, święta noc ...
Cisza nad wodami.
Księżycowy, złoty most ...

Wschodzi spośród gwiazd
Gwiazda, co wiedzie nas -
Most nad przepaściami
Głębin, które dzielą świat.

Kto serce twe
I żar jego wzmógł,
Byś szedł przez rozkołysane
Zwierciadło wód?

W polu ostaw...

One more sad tomorrow
And I m not very good at hiding my sorrow
It s not the same without you
So alone and so afraid
I thought we had it made
What about us, what about the way
We were so in love,...

Faire, toujours, faire comme
Ce qu on fait quand, on est un homme
Les cris, les coups qu on se donne
Faire, toujours, faire fort
En affaire, en corps à corps
Attaques, armures, châteaux forts

{Refrain:}
Mais devant toi
Je n...