Ven claridad, llega ya amanece de una vez, claridad por piedad, mata sombras dame luz, resplandor, libertad para no sonarla mas, no ya no, nunca
Ma feesh haga tiggi kidah, Ihda habeebi kida, wirjaa' zayyi zamaan Ya inbi ismaa'ni, ha itdalaa'ni, takhod a'aini kaman. Ma feesh haga tiggi kidah, Ihda
If it's love, if it's love, baby If it's love, if it's love, baby If it's love, if it's love, baby When your world has fallen apart And still your strong
Vuelta loca no dejaba de estar siempre soñando con llegar a ese lugar. Dando vueltas en mi ansiedad mi corazón apunto de estallar. Sin entender
I remember when we first parted You left me broken hearted But then I always took the blame And you told me that i couldnt understand that life meant
Have you ever wondered if it smarts When you're heart is ignored And the [Incomprehensible] Though I waited for you, oh, how I adore you You never saw
We hurt who we love, we destroy what we need For profit we sell our souls We're sowing disaster, the mess is complete Resources will soon be consumed
from makin' niggaz. Won't grab ??????????, take it from here to Towhee. B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 4 That's why I'm here, hit them down with than AK leavin
' sleepin' None ah them thugs I bails wid Put ah trail ah twelve gage shells Bloody be smell 1-8-7 and the 2-11 12-gage and the AK-47 spray Let the Ripster
zone Take a shot of patrone and you can let me take you home I got whatever I signed And we can Gone get ghost(gone get ghost x 7) -[Layzie Bone]-
this bitch, skinny niggaz running everything nigga You ready Hatin on me Skinny niggaz running shit (3x) Hatin on me Skinny niggaz running shit (7x)
Lookin For Da Charger, Bout To Jump A Rail. Me And My Niggaz, We Crunk As Hell. Shot Out To My Nigga Antonio. Ima Holla At U Folk, 24/7 We Blowin That
niggas know bout me, no really what you know bout me You don't know shit bout me you don't know my history Coming with the ak 4 7 man can liver handles
-eyed bandit can't stand it With more Fruitier Loops then that Toucan Sam Bitch Plus, the Bombazee got me wild Fuckin' with us is a straight suicide 10, 9, 8, 7
back, and Im feelin so true, got much love for my nigga named Screw, that Key-C in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan, I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him,
you "All I Do Is Win", I live this shit And We the Best, it's no pretend I touch a million, throwing hundreds in this bitch [Verse 7 - Birdman] Real
more beef than an atomic bomb So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs There's not a nigga in your gang want it My AK slay gays and spray
to the back so I can see who beepin this po pimp Spring to the phone with a slow limp In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10 Three line connection
