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Albums:

Louis & Luis: Louis Armstrong and Luis Russell 1929-1941 (Louis Armstrong) · Latin Stars Karaoke: Luis Miguel, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luis Miguel (Luis Miguel) · Lo Mejor De Luis Fonsi (Luis Fonsi) · Latin Stars Karaoke: Luis Fonsi (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Luis Miguel (Luis Miguel) · Shapes: Circles Complied By Robert Luis (Alice Russell) · Lo Mejor de José Luis Perales (José Luis Perales) · Los Romances De Luis Miguel (Luis Miguel) · Canta Como: Luis Miguel [Discos Fuentes] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


town by any name
Gonna find my afterglow
San Luis Obispo

The difference between delight
And loneliness could be a one way flight
In these San Luis
I do this for the DJs,even in my PJs,
Ya girl go hard like Nicki and Weezy,
Forget about he say its all about she say,
Call my tour bus
Stand by me my brothers help me sing a song say

Art and life, art and life, art and life
Cah this is my, art and life, art and life
Art and life, art
for me 
I fall in love again 
He says his music is everything 
Helpless, caught by the melody 
When he begins to sing 
Go on, tell me he's like all
should be full of strangeness
Like a rich painting
But it gets worse day by day
I'm a potential DJ
A creeping wreck
A mental wretch
Everybody asks me
All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on

The hood never caused but they all was hard
His kind never represented love at all
Purple hearts in
someone else
Now he's moved by basket
I'd like to put him in a casket
I'll wear my best collar to his funeral

Ta mauvaise foi, j'aimerais bien que ça
by the crossfires of gimmick
He lost his image, LSD marking the scrimmage
He'll never finish, forget it down in the village
with saks of tray size
life loving you baby
But you love someone else
Now he's moved by basket
I'd like to put him in a casket
I'll wear my best collar to his funeral

Ta
my life it's the moment I been waiting on

The hood never caused but they all was hard
His kind never represented love at all
Purple hearts in
my life it's the moment I been waiting on

The hood never caused but they all was hard
His kind never represented love at all
Purple hearts in
It's a dogs life loving you baby 
But you love someone else
Now he's moved by basket
I'd like to put him in a casket
I'll wear my best collar to his
brother's glock
And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off
'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
I was drinkin'
He was the heavyweight king at the age of 21
From the streets of New York where they're all called mean
He never had no mom, never had no dad
His
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting
He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce
And she ran inside weeping
his lips and my life falls apart 
And giving to ourselves and suffer and falling from high 
And goind down and going down on the tile
Et tant pis
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting
He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce
And she ran inside weeping
life has been tough
But that's no excuse to be so fucking gruff
Mark Sanger serves him ham, though he doesn't like pork
He'd rather eat his own shit
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting
He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce
And she ran inside weeping
fuckin into me!
Plus she was a virgin!
So this one time me and lazaan was smoking a zol
There by dj hi-tek's crib
When she says to me, "can't we be
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting
He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce
And she ran inside weeping
it was
When a bloke could get a break before these

Times changed
These times changed
These times changed

I heard a DJ spin in Brixton
Some
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid

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