Diciembre me parece hermoso Me parece bello Para olvidarlo todo Y comenzar de nuevo Porque pensandolo bien No tengo porque seguir Dandole largas a esta
Que me esta pasando que me pesa el aire que estoy respirando Y se me acaba el dia sin yo comenzarlo y me sobran horas Y me falta tanto para irme llenando
Ahi esta, sin saber, que pudo pasar. Quien la oira, sin poder salir, ni escapar. Que sera del tipo aquel que salio sin direccio ?Donde fue?, debio
The language in the dimmer rooms Seems to represent the light source well How soft they speak and seem to be at peace With the movement of the music
Another short story When he be acting bad, don't he make you mad Wanna kick his ass, when he already showed ya He ain't no good and that's a fact Another
It's a fairytale so tragic There's no prince to break the spell I don't believe in the magic But for you I will, for you I will If I'm a fool, I'll be
Who y'all talkin' to man? Check it out, check it out This here goes out to all the niggaz that be fuckin' mad bitches In other niggaz cribs thinkin' shit
Mother, oh Mother, he asked me to marry He asked for my hand in the fall But Mother, oh Mother, you said child be wary When a sweet talking man comes
This is your life, yo You got ups and you got downs, man You got downs and you got ups We all go through the same thing on different days, man Don't act
Court casin', third felony facin' No probation, my heart racin' like a blunt lacin' Hennessey and malt liquor chasin' My gem star scarrin' niggaz faces
Yeah Sparks in here, The Truth in here, yeah Yeah, witness, tales of a hustler, I'm going to ride nigga Ya know, this just the life we live, this just
my life, I just pray for my time to come God, take me, leave my child behind, I'm on the run Adrenaline pumpin' so angry, I could kill some'n Don't
Watching blood stained windows He must just love the pain See the children crying His mother's died again Dig her grave much deeper The fatal price she
To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost
De la forma que he querido Y a pesar de lo que digas Cuesta arriba, te voy a contar mi vida Con el alma un poco herida Y las ganas encendidas Paso a paso
He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for respect He deals the
She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good I've taken to drinking and given up food I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun I'll hide from the natives
Hey you've been hanging on To a dream Hoping that time Would turn your fear away But you must stop Take a look around What do you see Do you see