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Son las 4 de la mañana y no te siento

Y tus labios son recuerdos que me invento

Vi el reloj, sigue pasando sigue contando yea


Y Fuiste tú, la que

escribir  

Ella es la luz tierra  verde que se entrega mi dedos contemplan con la luna llena un sueno un silencio aquí se queda bubbaloo

mi sabor favorito

conduce ese auto modo loko, bad bad
Este men es un McFlurry
Modo chillin, that's that
Get that bread, and split by 2
Que ya nos vamos por el pan
No es casa

Mein Herr.
I couldn't ever cross it if I tried,
Mein Herr.
So I do..
What I can...
Inch by inch...
Step by step...
Mile by mile...
Man by man.

Bye-Bye,

alma por mi reina aunque ella diga no

Con los ojos empañados... John Coffey
En una pista lo-fi milagros inesperados
Tirando los dados mis deseos moví

evergreen.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin

Perepons-pons-pons
Perepons-pons-pons
Tarregang
CONRADOO
VOLVIMO' CABR*NE'

Me llama la panxa traviesa
A(4) encima de la mesa
Me dice que me sabe

Help Is Coming

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them n***** to bet against

the way i live and be aware of my surroundings and who ever i'm hanging with
Hey and i know this shit i got this glizzy right by me and i blow this shit i

noche iluminando
Ellas son la cura
Para una noche oscura 

Planetas girando
A lo lejos orbitando
Es tan inmenso
Nuestro universo! 

Sun, sun, little sun

bien
El putero lo que quiere, yo le tiro pal de cien
If they ever ask, that's cuzzo, not a friend
Let her nigga come by, watch how quick I'ma pretend

mind on the place but those hips out of control
If I hold by your waist, would you ever let me go

Come freaky girl
Now empieza la fiesta
Hands on ur

You Know My Name!!!

Dyablo

El Profeta

2003

weather
But whether it's hot or cold I still make my cheddar
Represent the South Side in the state of California
Stompin, nothin alive could ever stop me

a sport
We'd done hit the four by four
And hit your people on the porch
Man this shit ain't new to me no more
I'm puffin on the floor
Figuring out the drama

and down baby up and down
Up and down baby up and down
Up and down baby up and down

Son las 5 de la mañana y no e' dormindo na'
Porque ella esta en mi casa

tener

Rapeo y hablo como un Don Draper

Mi cadencia suena cual cielo de December 

Esto es sparring lirical, pero no hay ningún contender

Ellas

personal best
So feel the after birth defects burst through your chest
And live happily ever after how worse can it get?

Déterminé, attention où tu mets ton

Veo veo 
Que ves?
Dime ya 
Dime c***** que cosa es

Mucho niño de papá 
Muchos que no dan pa más 
No me creo na de na 
Tiro 2 piedras y salen más

taste on men
i can notice by the bruses on her lips
if she gave me a chance i could take her to dance
and maybe be her man
but i’m not even her type, nuh,

up Its Cashin
Run It Up Its Dashin
Yea Yea
You Know I Got it baby


 Pull up to church in a Bentley
Right in the front
Parked right by the preacher
I

Lab Drunk

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

staims, silver, Lex bullet 4 
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred valium 
Chased by Jake's planes, I race state's police 
We slay

It's hard to smile through the pain yea when you know your niggas ain't here yea
I poured a 4 of purple rain lord could you even my spirts yea
In

Heavyweight no Mayweather
Paperboi forever we can't lose ever
Old flows in my dark cellar
I don't know my dab but I know Ella
In the studio wit some bags

they'd rather just buss it for ransom
All by myself so, you know I'm solo
When you get up the guap, niggas changing
No, I don't have a whip so, I walk