Un tipo peculiar, es el. Sonrisas, abrazos, algo que ocultar. Con todos quiere hablar. Luego, mas tarde, no se acordara. Metete tus mentiras por el culo
The last thing up but thats no excuse, Drown the state in self abuse, self abuse. Let it get out of hand, You go off the rut Know that your just just
This is a call to all of those that I've been missin' This is a call to all of those I used to know I get so jaded and my blood begins to thicken Down
Kuka koitoa kumartaa Sita polville pakottaa Kirkko multiin tapetaan Ei osaa Tuhoansa rakastaa Karajilla kaarmeiden Juo lahteista hulluuden Lepaa lumossa
Si j'me souviens bien, Ma vie a commencee Le jour ou j'ai d'mande ta main Avant j'etais juste une moitie. Dans ce monde a l'envers Ou on se donne avant
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Eight Ball in my hand The key in your liver Sculpting danger signs Bladed credit powder Jack sweet suck you dry Baby flesh and candy Metal salt like
Von Krankheit zerfressen kampftest du unermudlich ohne Ruh' fur dein Leben, Frau und Kind, die dir treu geblieben sind. Ein leuchtend Vorbild du uns
(7 Summers Old Lovely Like I Told...) I Know A Lotta People But Not Many That I Trust And Outta Those I Trust Not Many I Would Touch They Say I Talk
[Mama]: Ils se parlent Mais ne s'entendent pas Se regardent Mais ne se voient pas Moi, aucun homme n'a voulu de moi Moi, moi que mes freres montrent
Encore une fois Encore une fois, ca lui prend comme ca Encore une fois Encore une fois Sans cesse elle demande pourquoi On ne se marierait pas Pourquoi
Delightful night... When the fullmoon lights cemetery?s valley Winds of frost strike my tomb When I am in eternal sleep When wild storms dwell Wind blows
Delightful night... When the fullmoon lights cemetery's valley Winds of frost strike my tomb When I am in eternal sleep When wild storms dwell Wind blows
[various hardheads and one leader of the crew confront Dres] [The hardheads] Yo, what's up? What's up? Yo, That's that kid from Black Sheep Word G,
[Verse 1] Now, I was told to never bite off more then I could chew But then you better bite enough for if you don't, my boy, you're blue Now I wonder
[Verse One] It's times like this that I've gotta crack a smile If about anything, than it's gotta be style What happens now? A better man can hold the
[Intro: by Mista Lawnge] Van Damme! Let's see what kind of flavor I want... Do I want, vanilla? Or do I want a taste of chocolate? Hmmmmm... I want
[Dres:] Yo, thanks for picking me up. I've been trying to catch a cab. [Cab Driver:] Where are you going? Where are you going? [Dres:] Yo, I'm going
