He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak him near He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak
Here she comes brighter than the California sun I say, "Girl, are you alright?" You know I can't believe the way you shine tonight A northern treasure
I've got a flaming road to karma and a mobile phone Was raised by the radio in a broken home I've got a broken smile an arrogant line I'm really no one
In Ottawa, there is a custom Before the boy becomes the man He takes a drop of Northern courage And swears he'll do the best he can He swears he'll do
Chorus: Kardinal we notorious ain't nobody can hang with us Rascalz, Checkmate, Kardinal and Thrust Choclair coming down with that northern touch why
Quand je pense a hier Quand je pense a demain Quand je ferme mes yeux Jusqu?au petit matin Quand je couche mon corps Tete pointant le nord Et que
[Intro x2: Ludacris] HA HA HA A-Town Connected Lloyd Luda (Check) turn it up and make it knock (knock) East, West, North, South beat'n on down your block
Only A Northern Song If you're listening to this song, You may think the cords are going wrong. But they're not We just wrote it like that When you'
Some folks look for trouble, Some look for belief Baby, you look for Jesus I look for relief Used to talk about the weather, Used to think it all looks
Way up north, north to Alaska, way up north, north to Alaska North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on Big
Where icicles hung, the blossoms swing But in my heart there is no spring You were my spring, my summer too It's always winter without you The flocks
A Salvation Army band played And the children drank lemonade And the morning lasted all day, all day And through an open window came Like Sinatra in
Heathens from the north, yeah, hey Dress in armour, bring your sword and shield And your lucky charm In dragon ships we'll sail the seven seas Under
El norte, sus McDonald's, basketball y rock 'n' roll Sus topless, sus Madonnas y el abdomen de Stallone Intelectuales del bronceado, eruditos de supermercado
(Bob Dylan) If you're travelling in the north country fair where the wind sweeps heavy on the border line Remember me to the one who lives there she
I got eyes all over this city, yo i cover mad ground Surf the waves of traffic and yo, i get around Everybody in the kitchen when I'm the one cookin'
I've got a thousand words that I never spoke, see I broke down codes at an early age, filled the page, filled my ears with rage, sound in my headphones
I used to wear a long skirt in the summer time, Dancin' around real slow in the sunshine, barefeet dirty, long hair flowin', Feelin' carefree and not