Testi:
Alex Bond

Traduzione: Alex Bond. Real American.

No Me Miran A Mi (Mi) Yo Los Miro Pa' Tras,Me frontean A Mi Yo Les Fronteo Pa' Tras (Yeah!) Yo Siempre Ando Armao' Aqui Esta Cantando Masacre Musical Alex

your enemy your best friend Stare into the air, inspiration from the atmosphere I think of old ghosts, that ain't even here Like Alex Haley take notes

I'm outrageous I rocked Sinbad, Cancun, Essence and the Grammy's Magic Johnson parties at Superbowl in Miami First Friday, Philly, Dallas and St. Lou' My {?, Alex

With the Gold Bond Armor-All fatigues on Rosey in the pantry with Velma and Shaggy getting they lean on He sweeter that a Whitney Hous' track hittin them high notes And Alex

and your enemy your best friend. Stare into the air inspiration from the atmosphere I think of old ghosts, that ain't even here. Like Alex Haley take

: [Lyrics: Alex - Music: Dilson] Buscando arrasar con la estupida fe de que todo es bondad una falsa doctrina mas... en los actos de verdad una mentira