Root for

Everybody wants the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got. Well, to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid

Animals on TV singing about some pain that they once felt There's no one I disapprove of more or root for more than myself I wanted to pretend that it was better, better, better on the phone

They are raining down The trench is a refuge But it's also a grave root for "grave - Das Grab". Therefore the translation does not capture the Paronomasia used in the original. Would it be translated verbatim it would mean: "But there is a grave in the trench."" ...

Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year he had gnawed it near, For meat was hard to come by.

Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack I don't care if I ever get back Let me root, root, root for the home team If they don't win, it's a shame

No masters, we will steal their throne There’s no lines in the offices (how what?!) And even though you root for another soccer team You’re still my brother

my failures are my prized possessions. I don't deserve to talk to you, but I hope that I can root for you. Give 'em hell, darling!

Oh, I saw my hidden path disappearing Between forest walls, and thickening woods And I felt my feet get caught in the clearing In hard bleeding soil, begin taking root

Its not a crush Its past that thought I root for you Against the lot

I attract the El Gordo cluster1 in the vortex, I tip over Difool falling in the well in "The Incal"2 Even though I'm bot Buzz Aldrin,3 I root for space travels, It's better than staying nailed to the bed like a fragile old man, new 2001:4 1. El gordo is a very ...

She feel calmer on cocaine (True story) Don't rap for fame (Too whorey), bitch what you sayin'? I'm Super Saiyan, you super plain (Root for me) I take my pain, make the music, plant a bomb, can't defuse it

Higher Make room for all the failures Root for all the fighters

Go, go, White Sox! Root, root, root for the White Sox. We'll cheer you on to victory.

I touch and go, The jersey is like a god, (Of the team you root for your whole life) I touch and go,

Workers and farmers, unite with one heart, the Red power will take root for ten thousand years! Hey! Ten thousand years, hey!

With no sense of belonging For a root, for a leaf, for a branch, for a tree But there's somebody that reminded them of me

'Cause you, you are something like root for me.. ..an old

I root for you, I love you You you you, you you you you I root for you, I love you You you you

Hair of gold and lips like cherries We go down to the river where the willows weep Take a naked root for a lovers seat That rose out of the bitten soil

Come make it count, our finding each other like we’ve found god, Come root for the salt. come believing we can heal it all, even everything.