Lyrics:
que ves?
Dime qué es lo que ves
Wow
Aquí en el club esta lindo
Negra loca goza el ritual
Fumando baila en un limbo
Bien alterada, y
Pásame la sabol
Rumble
Camina en Hexangle, me da luz ese triangle
De sabol en sabol hasta acabar el saco
Ella es de barrio humble, le doy en su techo como Jango
Yo soy mi
GOT HER IN A BAG
(Words and Music by Armin Sabol, Published by Shiva Songs Edition)
GOT HER WITH ME, GOT HER WITH ME IN A BAG
GOT HER WITH ME, GOT
Noonan, Cid and Sabol
We came along way from sittin' at them South Dining Hall tables
I’m so thankful, Belden Hall angles
HuFlo$$y playing at the party,
ALREDEDOR
ROMPIENDO LOS GRAMOS MOVIENDO SABOL
SI ES POR ESAS NALGAS AL TOKE ME VOY
TIRAME AL DM TIRAME AL INBOX
TIRAME AL WASAP CON LA UBICACION
LLUVIA
SABOL
skeletons
What was it you said?
Everything goes away
Get out of your head
Make it all go your way
Tie it up now
A little too clean you'll find
una relación
Arara rara tapá
Privándote cosas
No dirá que guarda en la sabol
Analiza, gime y disimula
Les escapas otra vez, le escapas al amor
Te
Esta es la cumbia lel oliente
Con sabol a México
Esta es la cumbia del chinito
Esta es la cumbia pa' bailal
Tola la gente se plepala
Polque la
Damn
Parche de andén
Sabols se ven
Den x 10
Oigalo bien
Hagalo con fe
Que de retake
Se hace efecty
Niggi
Cuál es tu movi
Dime
Estado mental like
BAD HARVEST (Music & Lyrics: Armin Sabol)
I’VE BEEN SOWING, SOWING THE SEEDS OF LOVE
WITH A FULL HEART AND BOTH HANDS,
BUT THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH
I
sabol, superman
De fa, super-mancito
Sopla bolsa empacao
Almanaque empezao
No duras ni un año
No te pongas pesadito
En todos lados escarbas
Y vas
gano el round
Yo quiero unificar, soy hijo de artesanos
Por eso escupo este arte sano
Antes cinzano y sabol, hoy ya no
Si hay dolor con las manos me sano
ALL OUT IN THE NUMBERS
(Words and Music by Armin Sabol, Published by Shiva Songs Edition)
THEY SAY THAT ONE’S THE BEGINNING AND THE VERY END
TWO IS
BAD HARVEST (Music & Lyrics: Armin Sabol
I’VE BEEN SOWING, SOWING THE SEEDS OF LOVE
WITH A FULL HEART AND BOTH HANDS,
BUT THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH
I KEPT
hermano si pinta tinta
si no pinta sabol y gramos.
vosabe lo que pasamos
pa los wacho en cana y muertos siempre brindamos.
saludos pa lo de la itati, el
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