Spur des Falken (1968)

Actors

• Hartmut Beer (actor)
• Paul Berndt (actor)
• Rodam Chelidze (actor)
• Fred Delmare (actor)
• Axel Dietrich (actor)
• Roland Gandt (actor)
• Albert Giorgadze (actor)
• Winfried Glatzeder (actor)
• Michael Gwisdek (actor)
• Hannjo Hasse (actor)
• Detlef Heintze (actor)
• Rolf Hoppe (actor)
• Gert Hänsch (actor)
• Milan Jablonsky (actor)
• Berko Acker (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Western

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bitchin' - The Donnas
• Potion - Morphine
• Pushin' - Donell Jones
• Pushin' - Bun-B
• Buchonia - Menhir
• Potion - Dead Mushroom
• Pushin' - Trae
• Pushin' - Frank Stallone
• Bitchin' - Donnas

You're gonna listen up
We're gonna take you over
You're gonna lick it up
And you're gonna want more, more, more, more!
This is what it sounds like, When heads roll!
This is what it sounds like, We're all going down!
This is what it sounds like, and you're gonna want more, more, more, more!
More! More! More! So hold on tight!

Give me a potion to make me love you Give me a potion to make me care
Give me a potion - make it a double - make it a double Below the ocean I
make my bed down there Below the ocean I got to live somewhere Maybe the
graveyard, and maybe I don't care Why can't love be blind? Instead of
just a blind man crying: Why can't love be, why can't love be blind?
Thanks for the potion to make me love you Thanks for the potion to make
me care Your own prescription, your own devise Your charms are working

Hey now ladies guess who's back
LDB Romeo and Bat
For the 99 it's phat stack
Yo Ra Ra about to rip the track
You took my heart and ran with it
Why you so damn scandalous?
I found a chick who could handle this
Bye bye love cause I'm through with this
Oh my God what'd I do?
I'm caught up in your game with you
My best friend's girl what a shame
Why did you play these silly games?
Try to put the blame on me
I always knew you were a freak
I seen you looking right away
Girl you've got a bomb body
- I should've seen it coming when you stepped to me
You're like my sis never thought it would be
But there was something that you did when you looked at me
That made me wanna get a little bit freaky
Then I started thinking about my boy, he said
What would he do if he knew?
His homie was creeping with you
- Keep it on the low
We never should've did it
Yo girl, my best friend
He can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go
Keep it on the low
We never should've did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh
Oh no can't talk to you
Take it to the source what I can not do
Gotta stop, cause every night
All of this stuff ain't worth the fight
My homie comes first that's how it goes
Can't keep dealing with you silly hoes
Buying your stuff and playing the role
Baby I don't need you, no, no
Isn't that your curiosity
Doesn't mean a thing to me
As I reach for the sky
There's no need for me to lie
Cause my love for him is strong
I must hold on
Immature come on dance with me
Romeo, Batman, LDB
Everybody come on dance with me
Yeah, come on, come on, dance with me
Can't forget Chris B-Z
Everybody in the house dance with me
Everybody in the house dance with me

Pushin'
Keep on pushin'
I've got to keep on pushin'
[Intro: Bun talking over sample]
Say man I don't give a fuck about the FEDs
D.E.A., A.T.F., Task Force, Jump-out boys, or your local neighborhood robbers
Baby I got to keep on pushin'
[Bun B]
Well it's the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of snow (Snow)
They call me Mr. Killa Gram in case yo ass ain't know (Know)
I'm the boss baller of blow when you come to the Gulf (Gulf)
Other cats holdin' some weight but they ain't holdin' enough
I've been around way before the Interstate was on fire (Fire)
Before they hid it in the gas tank or the tire (Tire)
Before a motherfucker even knew about a stash box
We just put work in the back of the car (Man), and mashed out (For real)
Now ask a nigga that was doin' it in nine-three
On the Interstate in a rental car you can find me
Suitcase is stuffed like a holiday turkey (Turkey)
Chopper right beside in case a nigga try to jerk me (Jerk me)
I did the city thing plus I played it out of state
Either way a nigga was known for havin' a lot of weight
Try to knock me down but it only made me bigger
Haters wanna see me fall but a nigga gotta keep on pushin'
[Scarface]
I feel you Bun, I feel you Young, I mean, I feel you
I'm on the corner from sun up to sun down
Competition gettin' hectic, I'm headed for out of town
When I was, sellin' for twenty, niggaz sellin' for ten
So I'm bout to take it to drastic measurements for my ends
My partner Rob in seventeen and in the Benz
And me I'm in a bucket but fuck it, that's how it is, shit
I got an ounce about to cut it into stones
Next stop: Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in the Lones
I'm a little nigga on his hustle bout to rise
I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin' five
A week went by, and a nigga took that dry
Back to H-Town, with re-up about to score me nine
A Pyrex bulb and the whoop so throwed
I cooked it for nine then I stretched it for nine more
Whoa, I'm that nigga bakin' with holes in his door
Crummy niggaz sellin' that ether but fuck it, shit sold
[Young Jeezy]
Ay, no matter how hard it get you know I'mma…
Real talk, real niggaz do real things you know they… (CHEEAAA)
You already know, free Pimp C nigga (LIFE NIGGA)
U.G.K. for motherfuckin' life, U.S.D.A. nigga, C.T.E. nigga (CHEAA)
You know them Houston niggaz you know they niggaz keep on pushin' nigga (PUSHIN)
G.A. niggaz you know they already…
Real niggaz do real things nigga you already know nigga
C.T.E. nigga, Rap-A-Lot records (AYE, AYE, AYE)
One day you're here, the next day you're gone (WHAT?)
Cuz some nigga set you up on the phone (DAMN)
Shit, I play it how I go, I'm in a league of my own
You ain't gotta front me shit nigga, I'm buyin' my own (HAHA)
Whether it's sixteen bars or sixteen bricks (CHEA)
Move 'em one at a time, I'll take sixteen trips (LET'S GET IT)
I'm in the kitchen with the white, choppers by the back door (AYE)
Mind on my money, but I swear this shit stack dough (HAHA)
Square's in the closet, a hundred thousand in the box spring
Got the stash box in the back of the Mustang (CHEA)
You know I keep a down ass bitch to dry that shit
Look, I-20 a nigga yea she ride that shit
Hey, I hustle harder, I hustle smarter (AYE)
Just left the magnum lot tried to whip me up a charter (HAHA)
I'm so ahead of my time, ahead of my grind
Look at snowman bitch, it's a must that I shine (YEAAAA)
See my watch is like...damn, my ears beggin' for attention (AYE)
A quarter mill around my neck, in case I forgot to mention
You niggaz actin' like hoes so motherfucker keep gushin'

[Instrumental]

Oh, when I'm pulling down the gear
I put a vision in my head
And I don't know what you're thinking
I gotta a one way ticket just walk out the door
I ain't got no choice to spare
I gotta feel a real deal
When I'm shaking with my thing
Gotta love me gonna make you so high
I gotta a whole new baby
So I'll take you for a ride
Giving something for me to survive
CHORUS
Ah?.
Go and take a shower
Gonna live about an hour
Jamming all the way

[talking:]
I got you baby, put your seatbelt on mayn
It's finna be a serious ride, a nigga finna take you know
There's a chance, a nigga might not even make it back
One thang I know fa sho, I'm going down in history for this one
Trae the motherfucking Truth, I'm pushing this bitch
Asshole By Nature
[Trae:]
Now they hear everything out here be fucked up, I know I gotta watch what I say
I got a few niggaz still stuck on lockdown, hoping they might come home one day
So I gotta do my best to do what I do, and try to get all the way to the top
Whether I fall or drop shit don't stop, so I refuse to lose what I got
I'ma push my shit like I push a black whip, and homie don't trip I'll be right back
Even if it get rough I'm a G, it'll be ok real niggaz know how to bounce back
Right here for the realest I gotta keep up, ain't nan nigga out here finna see Trae
With the heat I got and the conversation with the mack, gon get niggaz up out the way
I done been at the bottom too long it seem to me, they wanna see me ass'd the fuck out
But I tell em don't hold they breath waiting on me to lose, they ass'll pass the fuck out
Trae is the Truth out here you can tell when I spit, niggaz know what it do out here
Determination on my chest got me in that other shit, so nigga you will get ran through out here
Don't call my bluff I'd rather see you make it, ain't no need to be fucked off
It's too many real niggaz dead, while the scary ass niggaz out here stay ducked off
These niggaz out here be real fraud, they fuck around and get real scarred
And I'm doing 8-5 on the dash, when I'm in my whip I flip real hard
[Hook: x4]
(push), I'm pushing mayn
(push), I'm pushing mayn
(push), I'm pushing mayn
(push), push it to the limit
[Trae:]
I got a few G's out here who still need help, so I gotta get em out of this trap
Every chance that I get I'ma try to get em paid, when I get a little money coming back from the rap
And I got lil' niggaz coming up still gangbanging, so I know a nigga still gotta fight
And I gotta do my best to show em this life, so they will last show em what's wrong and what's right
But they got me the voice of the streets, and I hear a few niggaz wanna get a nigga crown
I done been in this bitch a decade, it take a lil' mo' than a lot if you wanna see Trae get down
I done been around with the old heads on the block, in the back of the trap with a brick and a glock
In the middle of the night till the sunlight pop, then they off in the night with they top on drop
To keep from the cops that's how a nigga earn, watch em fuck up that's how a nigga learn
Got sent to the back now they know it's my turn, fuck over Trae your ass'll get burned
I've never been weak I keep shit stern, ain't no folks ever been my concern
I laid down the law you can call me the firm, fake sideways talk get straight like perm
I do everything that I do for the streets, and it been about them never been about me
T-E to the X-A-S O.G., niggaz saying I quit they don't know about me
I'ma push this shit for my lil' brother Jay, my big brother Dinkie and Joe McVey
For my nigga Shot G, Lil' Ro, DJ, I'ma push this shit clean up out the way
[Hook x4]
[talking:]
This how it go down, out here mayn
Trae the Truth, Asshole By motherfucking Nature
Slow Loud And Bangin', Screwed Up motherfucking Click

Pushin
gettin ready for the fight
pushin
every day and night
Pushin
gettin ready for the fight
pushin
every day and night
Pushin
gettin ready for the fight
pushin
every day and night
One on one
me and you
got the moves
and i got you
on the night of the fire
its just you and i
theres no where to run
nowhere to hide
in the heat of the night
it when you deny
theres nowhere to run
nowhere to hide
Pushin
ready
pushin
gettin ready for the fight
Pushin
ready
pushin
gettin ready for the fight
Nowhere to hide....
ROCKY!!!
ROCKY!!!
ROCKY!!!
ROCKY!!!

You're gonna listen up
We're gonna take you over
You're gonna lick it up
And you're gonna want more, more, more, more!
This is what it sounds like, When heads roll!
This is what it sounds like, We're all going down!
This is what it sounds like, and you're gonna want more, more, more, more!