are the force of the wave And birds, all birds, reel in the distance Their face at dawn Where profound and terrible armies surge And foreign towns collapse under the weight of prophesied terrors
!! j'avais appris a comprendre Ce qu'etais le respect des Anciens, malheureusement pleures parce qu'ils trepasssaient un matin A l'aube de l'an 2000,
pis d'vos idees On a ben vu ce que cela a donne Un gros tas d'marde a ramasser Bienvenue a l'an 2000 gang de suckers Entassez-vous dans les bidonvilles
2000 years of culture, destroy 2000 years of culture Destroy 2000 years of culture, destroy 2000 years of culture Destroy 2000 years of culture, destroy 2000 years of culture Destroy 2000
Yeah, the foundation, LGP Latin's goin' platinum baby Yeah yeah, yeah Year 2000, Terror Squadians, Terror Squad You won't like me when I'm angry We rock
incognito On the evening we change of skin And we hit here and there So, , , Prepare yourself for a fight When we arrive in town Quand viendra l'an 2000
vision Choked in the shallow water, a bad executive decision Release the crack and please put down your skin flutes How could ya motherfuckers think ya To this mercenary sunblock 2000
In the year 1999, and seven months From the sky shall come the great King of Terror! Attack! Burning skies, devastation, the time has come The true
'em, "Ghost is dead, he'll return at the crack of dawn" Few years from now, him and his pals Before the Jetson-era arrived, he'll be back summertime 2000
[Music by HERR MORBID - Winter 2000/ Lyrics by Kiara Barbieri - Winter 2000] Darkness enshrouded from within Bitter rest in overwhelming solitude Sleeping
radiation plague, fallout rain laid earth waste, year 2000 gone, how could we not have known sun starts to die, nightfall wartorn landscape, on all others
sicker than itchy syphilis Burn radio waves 'til I hit your bitch Christmas list Ha, I drop rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty Aimed at
What will 2000 bring? The war of a billion things When darkness seizes the Lords And darkness sends his judgment sword They march through the battle
'm cool as jazz Got razzmatazz ask my man, Shabazz I know you're afraid because I'm self-made I invade and blow up like a hand grenade MC's are terror
me jodistes? You treat me like an analog ho Y nunca me llamas, roberto [islord] Yo, lyrically, i got all y'all niggaz under my wing Cause i bring terror
yo' ass that shit won't gone last forever Ooh! Ooh! All them fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers You bitch! Then i'm slappin niggas into 2000 (yes
of nigga that don't let beef ride I'm telling you now, it ain't nothing to load up And blast you monkey ass in broad daylight, yeah ! [Couplet 2 - Booba] 2000
mere chassait les jnoun en France. D'un coup j'ai quitte l'pays, a l'age de huit ans, J'ai atterrit a Roissy, en France terre de Satan. J'attends,