Lyrics:
I don't realize, I see the demons inside of they souls
Niggas is dreamin to sell what I sold
Fuckers is fiendin to held what I hold
I just know
to bust a move
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes
I'm Mike D. I got the deuces wild
to bust a move
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes
I'm Mike D. I got the deuces wild
doe
Rhymes too drastic, bastard, pull hookers like elastic
N. B. A. style, fantastic
No time to bite, but I just might, tonight I write left-handed
near
H. A. T. E.
Having anger towards everything
H. A. T. E.
Having anger towards everything
My past buried inside
feels like I’m buried alive
I can’t
It's 'Kiss
You know who I'm with
Tical, ha ha!
First off, smack the teeth out a rapper mouth
The beef brawl, I'm 3D right in front your house
Sass E. Frass and Joe D. Glow
Headin' out to the picture show
Sweet innocence, not yet eighteen
Daddy don't mind what daddy don't see
Heavy
Sass E. Frass and Joe D. Glow
Headin' out to the picture show
Sweet innocence, not yet eighteen
Daddy don't mind what daddy don't see
Heavy
'est pas qu'un dicton
J'cultive ma myopie
J'aiguise ma vision
Concert au 4bis (4bis)
Nouveau projet on le partage (Partage)
Le S. A. S. c'est le code pin
isso que acontece
Ha ha ha
É isso que acontece
Ha ha ha ha
É isso que acontece
Ha ha ha
É isso que acontece
T. D. A. H.
Haaaaaa
trouvera un autre.
Pas digne d'un apôtre, on se plante, on se vautre.
C'est jamais parfait, j'en ai plus rien à foutre !
Je mettrais tout sur la table comme
from Memphis
There was that one from West L. A.
But the one from New Orleans
She tried to put you in your grave.
There was the one from Texas
Lord, she
l'horizon
Imprévisible, sans clignotant
Ma trompe partout, j'suis papillonnant
Faire de l'argent, c'est passionnant
J'peux sortir d'Aulnay, je peux
Cut hi tech oh yea hi tech
Cut hi tech m. c. a. g. hi tech
Oh yea hi tech m. c. a. g. hi tech
Oh yea hi tech m. c. a. g. hi tech cut
Oh yea hi
to think to have me maiden head
That I have kept so long
I'd rather I was dead and cold
And me body laid in the grave
Than a lusty, dusty, coal black smith
just teaching all I see
They just judging me cos I aint got money , busy funding orphans on streets
I got G.O. D. Holy Spirit only
All these demons
je commencerai par le cou
On emmerde les juges ce soir c'est nous la cour
Je n'arrêterai pas tant que je sens le dernier souffle
Merci d'être venue
NOCHE MAS
3:55
Letra y Música: A. Pérez - B. Nicolás - D. Agustave
CRABED. MUS
Va subiendo el calor, y la pasión
se apodera sin mas de los dos,
NOCHE MAS
3:55
Letra y Música: A. Pérez - B. Nicolás - D. Agustave
CRABED. MUS
Va subiendo el calor, y la pasión
se apodera sin mas de los dos,
keep it wild
M.
D.
M.
A.
Para todo el mundo!!!
Es lo mejor
Poder de amor
Be my sister
Be my wife
Couse everybody, everybody is moving
Pues todo el
pickin' roaches from the sides
It's the truth for no impressions, just a focus to the riots
They'd rather see the day we fall
Little do they know that
granded
A. Leon snap his fingers, we so vanished
[Chorus]
They think they know me, but they got no idea
Can't even see me, high as I feel
You know
just wanted to tell you that
That hi-hat's too high
I wonder what setup you’re using
What's your D. A. W.?
Who’s your sound guy?
Oh, you do your shit
Will you do this for me
Can't you see I'm hurting
I'd move mountains
I've burned bridges
It's so clear
You've never had a friend like me
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