Traduzione: Laava. Niggas Like Me.
Traduzione: Laava. Let It Go.
My body's burnin' like a lava from a Mauna Loa My heart's crackin' like a Krakatoa Krakatoa, east of Java, molten bodies, fiery lava Fire, fire, burnin
alles jewaase sinn. Kann't sinn, dat do irjendjet nit draan stemmp? Do muss doch noch Laave en't Laave ... en't Laave. Ey, saach mer, wo blieht do - em
The challange of organic That dares to dare Divides and sets free Until the newborn brakes and takes Forbidden pleasure for The same price Gets the desired
[Verse 1] The whole goddamn world's on fire, and it's burinin' like a stack of logs Beware if your pockets resemble a catalog That's fat, down here niggas
Lava che lava, terra di paradiso spicchio di sole degli Dei il sorriso delle sirene il canto delle vedove il pianto gerani sui balconi nascondono un
Directo a la lava mi corazon un volcan en llamas no puede ser, no me puedo detener directo a la lava y no hay tiempo pa pensar que pasa si me quemo?
(You might want to ignore these since I can hardly make sense of it.) Hot lava comes down big monkey goes floatin' On a boiler coming down like rain ("
Sono lava, terra esplosa Vomitando cenere Sono un fiume, senza sponde Guardami, sono quello che vuoi Prendo forma, sto bruciando Per sembrare come te
My body's burnin' like a lava from a Mauna Loa My heart is breakin' like a Krakatoa Krakatoa, east of Java Molten bodies, fiery lava Fire, fire, burnin
Hot lava Big Monkey flow Chokin' on a color Floating down like a rain (Oh yeah) Hot lava Cool down Big travel every town Roll it over with a ball and
The challange of organic That dares to dare Divides and sets free Until the newborn brakes and takes Forbidden pleasure for The same price Gets
Here I lie on a bed of ice Under a sheet of broken glass Watching out for demons that may rise Echoes from inside Vacuum in my head I get on my knees
I fucking give-up You're in, so late, and I am so happy Just looking, so sorry, for being so sad That worm pie you made me You made me, eat for the butcher
Es ist hei? es ist lava es ist glut Ans den wehen dieser zeit entstammt die wut War der tag so weit von asche grau In der nacht entbrannt die hollenmacht
