di niente e non e divertente Questa vita a trent'anni non e come sognavo tra cantanti inventati per piacere della gente faccio finta di niente ma non e divertente
niente e non e divertente Questa vita a trent'anni non e come sognavo tra cantanti inventati per piacere della gente faccio finta di niente ma non e divertente
Traduzione: Timoria. Non E' Divertente.
Oh baby, Girl I, girl I, Got "that" funny feeling, Oh yeah, yes I do. "112 yeah, Q" Everytime I try to kiss your lips, you turn away. And when I try
Even though you will never understand it seems like your definition of punk is in the bottle in your hand All I see in your "alternative lifestyle"
Did you find the truth that you were searching for? Was it hard to admit that you're wrong? Did you get the answers that you would expect to find?
(feat. King Tee) [J-Ro:] Yo, I'm from Killa Cali I wrote this rhyme in an alley The tall can MC stepping fresh out the valley I'm hella fresh comin
YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE FUCKING THE MAILMAN YOU THREW HER DOWN A FLIGHT OFF STAIRS YOUR SON CAME HOME WITH 4 D'S AND AN F YOU KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS AND
Call me a junk Call me a drunk I am punk I don't care Drinking in the sun Is so much fun So much fucking fun I don't care
... Always joking, cracking up, dude, you're so lame And everyone I know, dude, they all feel the same You think you're so damn funny You think you
Sleek sidewalks under the setting sun Jack's magic bean-stocks and silver-lined guns The world is having fun Selling Sundays to the silly son Offerings
I love this fucking country And she loved me more than I could imagine So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic Paint away from the backyard
[Slug] BAM!! We land at your table like dinnertime Asinine amount of women in the ticketline Hit it from behind the picket sign Switch the design and
They want us to fight but we just wanna get high Work all day all night tryin to get fly When I get some money imma buy me some time I cant fight your
You can't imagine how much fun we're having [Slug] Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear Keep it all betwen your beer and your hockey
[Verse 1] Dear Jacob I won't take up too much of you time I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on And that's fine Just gimme a second to
Do you want a plight? Well you don't have a choice Stand up alive Cause the music hasn't die yet [Repeat 3X] Suzy was a psycho, but she looked good
Little momma got a little pill to swallow A little water to follow it down the tunnel Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow Got a lot of holes, never