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you right inside my heart
let’s be alone (let’s be alone)
alone together
instilled the life is not the same,
our memories remain – forever

mi corazón

you right inside my heart
let’s be alone (let’s be alone)
alone together
instilled the life is not the same,
our memories remain – forever

mi corazón

quiero
Pero hay cosas que yo no deseo
Y veo
Como actua tu ego


Que tal si nos vemos
recojemos las cosas
Y por ahi nos vamos

Tenemos par de cuentas
Los

But it was never good enough for them 
It never is 


Yo im so light hearted 
Feeling so heavy footed 
The things that I been doing man 
Always thought

house is a home for like 20 of your folks
Yo I've grown from a war-torn family
That came to America and still don't understand me, why
Because I just

nigga
Don't be scared this is the beginning
Your bitch is so wet and we are not swimming
Yo se que esto se acaba ya
But that shawty want my lolly pop
Ya

and my family, Gracias Dios
Yo se que tengo que mejorar para mi familia
Aunque ellos no creen, Yeah
Todava todavia tengo la mision
En mi mente
Move

sober, and an adult, shit let her choose
One won't do, two is not enough
Win by two, that's old school (un)
This new school, like when your family moved

creep where you sleep
Go to mass and you get shot
By a little freak
Yo talk is cheap
Guns for funds
Ya can’t stop whats inside my lungs
In Aztlan we be

Likwit Rhyming

Xzibit

The Piece Maker

2000

drunken alcoholiks
Nah, fuck dat, this is for my homie Tony Touch

I told ya homeboy we come through in the clutch
New York, L.A. its not the same thing

But he was still alive in the hospital
And it rained that day in Vegas (yo, chill out, chill out, yo)
Rest In Power (hold on)

This is my n- Nas

is not the 80s
My white boy go by slim and he'll do you shady
I'm finna slide out to LA and tap in janky
You know that Nigga posted in the rap he be

Do It, See It, Be It

Q-Tip

Amplified

1999

real. 
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. 
Said everybody
Shine. 
See'mon."

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here 
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by

I am not saying each guy is a good guy
I am just going off of my own timeline
That each girl that has came by
They leave after one night
And half ass

smooth with the dough 
A hardcore motherfucker raised up not knowin' 
Now my dream is just a dream we're sellin' dope and hoein'
Moms can't tell me

pequeño con Dios
Yaviah - contactó
Como la mujer del flujo de sangre
Yo toque el manto
Del pan de vida tengo hambre
El Maná del cielo abran campo
Mis letras

Se hizo de día aquí en el pub
Dijo come with me my house is not far
Ahora tiene mi cora dont break up
Y yo no me quería ilusionar
Aunque no entendía

it in switch and flipping the product
Bet yo trap house ain't got real Gelato
Bout to sell out 10,000 and re up
Mold a grill for my bitch kick my feet

chair.
It was funny, watching her dangle though; gasping for air.
Well, this whole shit show is ruled by an iron fist;
I’m not surprised that dick made

lograr lo que ganamos
Tengo amor de la gente, yo sé pa’ onde vamos
En la tarima me siento Jesús un domingo de ramos
No hay reclamos, el éxito o una soga

I'm getting better by the minute
Competition trippin
This rap shit is getting boring
I might switch language
Y tu rapero favorito
Lo prendo en un

el respeto que yo tengo e porque
Mucho nunca he hablao, en la calle

Ando rebelde simple pero paro fly
Hustling everyday lo verde
By the weekend is bye

drogas yo sobrediosis
Cada dia con mi enoja
Mira como ella yo voy enojar
Cuando estoy terminando con ella
Tengo todo lo que necesito
No hay un ratito

by the eats
Go lie and NOSE UP in his meech
Foe ah neva tell no lies
First thing he said is what he speak
I was here before the pop but still hit walk