• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Nfb - Anthrax
• No FB - Descendents
• No V.i.p. - Lucy Love
• Neve - Epo

We fell in love at first sight
I can't explain the feelings
When I first saw you
We were so so happy
A life of love sweet honey child
You'll always be mine
But then I played the fool
I never meant to hurt you
Or sleep with all your friends
We reconciled we found ourselves
Our love was meant to be
Oh baby can't you see
Solo
You left me standing in the mud
Crying to myself
A heart so full of pain
But we fell in love again
This time forever
True love prevails over all

what do i care what you think of me what do you think you mean to me you mean nothing, can't you see and i don't want to smell your stinky beave no fat beaver no fat beaver swear i'm gonna leave her can't stand her fat beaver you look real nice to talk to but i can't stand to look at you stop chasing me all over the place and get your fucking f.b. out of my face you may be the only chance i've got but i think i'd rather be shot get away from me, you fuvking f.b.

No I’m no V.I.P.
No, I’m no V.I.P.
the bouncers think I’ve got fake id
don’t have a hit record or a DVD
but my rhymes fit on my bars so nicely
so no I’m no V.I.P.
I’m not Beyoncé, Christina or Britney
unlike them you can’t trick me
cos I don’t move slowly
I move quickly
Nowadays, rappers with gold act like kings
they’re put on pedestals and given sparkling wings
it’s about time we cut those strings cos when it’s all
gone
that’s when it really stings
they flash their diamonds they flash their rings
but I don’t give a shit about their shiny things
cos real happiness is what money never brings
so in the long run it’s me who wins
I’ve got the same damn shoes the same damn laces
but they can still take me to new places
I don’t need Gucci incrusted bracelets
five different cars or a hundred suitcases
I might not be recognised by a thousand faces
but karma’s a bitch if you’re the one
who never ever embraces
your gems are worthless if your actions don’t leave
traces
and not all sparkling doors lead to crystal stair-cases
so follow the white rabbit down the rabbit-hole
where the constant search for stardust
makes your heart turn cold
your dreams will disappear and then never unfold
you’ll be forgotten by tomorrow
cos not all that glitters is gold.
No, I’m no V.I.P.
the bouncers think I’ve got fake id
don’t have a hit record or a DVD
but my rhymes fit on my bars so nicely
so no I’m no V.I.P.
I’m not Beyoncé, Christina or Britney
unlike them you can’t trick me
cos I don’t move slowly
I move quickly
Nowadays, it’s not about the filling but about the
icing
want extra sprinkles no that’s not surprising
cos magazines keep writing
saying it’s the bling bling that’s enticing
now I’m the editor and I’m retyping
cos penniless pockets wont stop me from climbing
who needs rocks when words are blinding
when the power of speech is forever shining
no I might not have a mansion in the hills
a chain like Eminem or blazing grills
who needs that stuff when it never fulfills
but celebrities swallow it like placebo pills
all it does is leave them with empty tills
so stay true and protect your skills
you might have problems
yeah, you might have bills
but remember one thing
too much stardom only ever kills
No, I’m no V.I.P.
the bouncers think I’ve got fake id
don’t have a hit record or a DVD
but my rhymes fit on my bars so nicely
so no I’m no V.I.P.
I’m not Beyoncé, Christina or Britney
unlike them you can’t trick me

dietro la porta un mondo crudo ci aspetta
piombo su braccia tese
di luce che abbaglia il buio
dietro la porta il vuoto
riempie le case
le ombre dei corpi assenti
tagliano stanze piene
lieve cade la neve
lieve, come la neve
dietro la porta il mondo
resta distante
pi? vivi nelle cose
(pi?) le cose vivono te