Anne in Amsterdam - Tim Grimm

Another night in Amsterdam, year 2000. Brown hair and blue eyes. Ohh my god! Yess! She made me nervous. And suddenly, a moment full of harmony. She came over and asks: Do you want to dance? And I said: Yes! I never thought that this could happen next to me I've always felt secure. But, she killed, like poison that you never can feel... And I cry for more. I was falling as all the flowers die, And hope that you came... One day, to find a place, where all the souls are lying. What had I ever done to deserve this My shadow gases up to the sky I was falling As all the flowers are dying, And i hope that you come one day, and find the place Where all the souls are lying I never thought that this could happen next to me I've always felt secure. But, she killed, like poison that you never can feel... And I cry for more. I was falling as all the flowers die, And hope that you came... One day, to find a place, where all the souls are lyïng.

Needed to be on my own Experience the magic truffle I walked through a city that wasn't mine My head was filled with rhythms and love I followed my heart My head was clear for the first time My heart My head was clear for the first time I'm trippin in Amsterdam I'm trippin in Amsterdam I fell in love with my friends again Looked at them deeper than I ever did The space lady sang us her songs When she spoke she spoke in the language of love I followed her words My hands grew bigger with each song Her words My hands grew bigger with each song I'm trippin In Amsterdam I'm trippin In Amsterdam

So many changing faces I can't seem to pay rent But I keep thinking about it 'Cause I've spent eight years of my life Chasing something in my heart I wonder if I have much left to give 'Cause it's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam 10 p.m. in Switzerland I can't get you out my head These days go by like dominos It's funny how they come and go Sees the change but I still feel the same Can you hear me? I'm calling out I'm screaming loud Do you see me now? All I need is Some help somehow Please, don't leave me alone in this house It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam They say when it rains it pours That's where I've been through war Tryna break down these walls My heart's become too cold to break I miss stayin at your place And I can't find a way through it all 'Cause it's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam 8 p.m. in England I can't get you out my head These days go by like dominos It's funny how they come and go Sees the change but I still feel the same Can you hear me? I'm calling out I'm screaming loud Do you see me now? All I need is Some help somehow Please, don't leave me alone in this house It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam (Here for long, I've been here for long) (I've been here for long, I've been here for long) It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam (Here for long, I've been here for long) (I've been here for long, I've been here for long) It's 6 a.m. in Amsterdam (Here for long, I've been here for long) And I still love you (I've been here for long, I've been here for long) But I don't want to (Here for long, I've been here for long) And I still love you (I've been here for long, I've been here for long) But I don't want to

Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house You know what I'm sayin, cuz it's that time For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly A Warren G production sits in the tape deck As Mista Grimm raps over laps, don't say shit Just, listen and recline for a spell Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah) Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air Ahh, Indosmoke Pass me the joint so I can take a toke 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feelin real high Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride, With the OG gangsta glide Woo!, hey now ya know Inhale, exhale with my flow Breakaway, come again like this The LB to the C two times to miss Cuz if you do, you break you get broke Me and Mista G and the indosmoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke Fee, fi, foe, really doe I'm still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp Freakin, seekin new lands without transport Cuz indo smoke is a man's sport I never feel stressed and that's the realist Just a proper herb for my chronic illness Please, let me go on with my day Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J Ooh, I think I'm in love Astounded from what it did sended me far above On a fly cloke I can brag for days You can't swim with Grimm, Because my tidal wave's - high And that's no joke, Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke (Are you high yet) Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke (Are you high yet) This ain't no stress, it's the muthafuckin indo smoke Ignition to remission blast off through the cos Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause I sonic boom when I return back to earth Birth of a new rhyme will take no time I'm prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke Then gain composure, compose a symphony From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely Combining lick the linings vaula A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel If ya I break em till they can't be broke, As I soak, in da indo smoke (Are you high yet) Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside (Are you high yet) We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high (Are you high yet) We get high on every street in Long Beach (Are you high yet) So don't come to my hood thinkin' that you can save me (Are you high yet) Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal (Are you high yet) I gotta viscious left hook and you're damn right I will steal (Are you high yet) Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G (Are you high yet) I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me (Are you high yet) My name is Nate D-O double G and I'm comin straight from the East (Are you high yet) Don't think you don't know where I'm from, I'm from 213 Yeah, you know what I'm sayin 19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey) I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah) I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah) I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah) He's engineering this, check it out You know what I'm sayin, Long Beach in the house We hooked up with some people from West Covina My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know Ain't nothing but a G Thang, uh G Thang, but you don't hear me though, yeah Are you high yet? Are you high yet? Are ya high big baby? (Are ya high big baby?) Nigga I asked you is you high (I'm fucked up) I ain't be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (I'm fucked up) Oh we can do this then, Hey, let's go, It's over big baby, hey