the one To pull you through the mirror Before you come, before you come undone Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times
Tulkojums: Black Keys. Strange Times.
you Strange times Here Scratch you In the square Meant so much When we first met People come From far and near Bless them me Bless them everyone Strange times
loot and get bail SPV I dwell, and all the times shall tell [Hook: Gangsta Blac] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It's all about a come up man, Bustas can't be actin' strange
niggas can't back down or retreat Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
' assets nigga, sell yo' trophies, sell yo' Mustang You know what that bring? Ching, ching Playa potnah motherfucker dude that's some mail Convertible top, black on black
broken by the sound of keys scraping in the lock Maybe tonight it's a movie with plenty of room For elbows and knees a bag of popcorn all to myself Black
Long time ago, but still in this age There was a man, seeking the answers For the questions of life An angel, so beautiful arrived By his side and let
and we nearly parted Well, I was hoping not to see that day We started getting in each other's way Maybe it's better, we don't live together Things got strange
Mes problemes On the black keys I put my despair Or I park My problems C'est sur les touches blanches Que je range Mes «Je t'aime» It's on the white keys
realized I didn't have any keys. So I went in the house, found my keys, came back out, started the car, and drove down the highway. The highway shimmered like black
. It is all true, everything I feared, everything which I dared imagine only in the blackest embrace of the most narcotic malignity. There are Six Keys
shoot nigga's in they knees, fuck 'freeze', yeah yeah there's the money, oh shit and seventeen keys Stashed up and shit, shot to the designated spot at the designated time
this Rhythm your moving your head because you like this Now can I get a witness? societys choas no time to floss Just business Hook: Caught up in the choas no time
knew who Foxy was, you probably was The first to keep it real wit all my secrets concealed Things got ill the minute I got a deal And my time got shorter
and money not mix like ?Udibidy jays? And White America hates to see a black man pay 'cause the streets change like weed grains And niggas actin strange
time and you come on back And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone And bless you when you come back home Do your time and
