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Y si hay problema y a la tristeza, la vida siempre nos da una sorpresa No tengas miedo tan solo piensa Que hay que vivir siempre feliz porque la vida se vaaa, se va, se va,, se va( Se
[Coro] Porque ya nada es lo mismo El mundo es un infierno triste Como la imagen de Cristo flotando en un abismo Este es el himno del Autista del Realismo Ya nada es lo mismo no El mundo es
Ella tiene más de una razón Para pedir perdón A mi corazón Ella usa la culpa a su favor Mucho mejor que dios Cero compasión Como si nada Me robó la vida La dejó escondida
In aereo sopra New York city cantando Singing in the rain Ma che colore hanno i miti vivi con gusto se li hai America OK Arance della California ne mangi una su una Buick Son
The days numbered, num numbered, the days numbered Your days numbered, num numbered, your days numbered I, I know of a place, where the sun don’t shine and the moon it never wanes We’ve got
[Solo] [Intro] C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-Call me Won’t you call me? C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-Can you inform me? What’s the story? What’s the answer? [Chorus] Won’t you give me the answer? The answer The answer [Solo] [Verse 1] Chemical conflict 1429
Play this song [Verse 1] Yeah I’m in whatever USA, zip code so far away Can’t remember the name, Google Map to locate I’m chillin’ with some Notre Dames, show me how the South bends
I just, think about all my past times Get on these fuckin’ tracks and make these words rhyme I don’t even sell no dimes, cause I do not have no time But I used to
[Verse] The lights of San Francisco Shone on the city floor Joe worked on in the city ‘Til the dawn came around once more [Verse] He came from Galway Came over recently And Lucy from
[Intro: Jay Jones] Yeah (yeah) I’m reloaded yeah Yeah Yeah Maaan [Verse 1: Jay Jones] Mean mitch, I get plenty bands I ain’t never been a minute man I ain’t never been a cheese eater
[Verse 1] I woke up to a bitter storm (bitter year) And Noah’s Ark came washed up on the shore The riot gear has lined the dawn (bitter year) Like dogs that shit on your
[Intro: T-Pain & Blac Youngsta] You Okay? You got it? (Lil bitty bitch) Need a pat on the back? (Whore) You got it, she worked it out Hey (stretch) ahh! Aye aye aye aye (Fuck
Versuri The Motans – Nota de plata Iarta-ma draga iarasi am dat-o in bara, Daca as fi super erou, m-ar chema “Omul Greseala” Se intampla tot mai des sa nu-mi intelegi mesajul Cuvintele mele iti
Songtexte Miami Yacine – Montpellier Häng’ im Café, so wie 2010 Jackie pur ohne Kreislaufproblem War nie Antisemit, nein Check’ mit ‘ner b*tch über Airbnb ein (ja) Mama sagte immer: „Pass auf deinen Rücken auf!“
I hopped off the plane at L.A.X. With a dream and my cardigan Welcome to the land of fame excess, Am I gonna fit in? Jumped in the cab, Here I am for the first
[Intro] Yeah, uh, uh Turn the music up in the headphones Watch me get gone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Amerikkkan Idol, one hand on my bible, one hand on my rifle I’m aimin’
[Intro] Yeah, uh, uh Turn the music up in the headphones Watch me get gone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Amerikkkan I don’t want hand vibe I want my hand on my rifle I’m
Versuri Kim – Serios E cu nasul pe sus, plin de fite si parca Lumea-i a lui, cand merge zici ca se dezbraca Un fel de Johnny Bravo cu texte din carti Spre inima lui,
[Verse 1] It was in a crystal bottle on his desk He’d save it for the times to not forget I missed the way he’d share with me The things that he held true While
Versuri Satra B.E.N.Z. – Inger ingerasul meu Inger ingerasul meu, strange-ma la pieptul tau. Lumineaza-mi calea grea cu aripa ta. Pleoapele de plumb, orele nu mai ajung.. Cateodata simt ca vreau sa fac prea mult
Versuri One – Cand mama nu i acasa Cand mama nu i acasa Cand mama nu-i acasa O alta lume se deschide in fata mea Cad lanturi, frang bariere Las foc in urma mea Si
feat. Laura Giurcanu Stiu ca am venit muscat de buza Stiu ca am urme de fard pe bluza Stiu cine se scuza se acuza Dar vreau sa crezi Ca nu e vina mea de vina-s
Ehh, Ehh Ehh! Yandel Es imposible detenerla Ehh Ehh W! Ella es la mejor La Revolución Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora Bendita sea la hora en que te encontré (Tainy) Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora Bendita sea la hora
[Lick] [Intro] Yeah, uh [Verse] Look, bustin’ out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I’m re’d up I will never run off for the plug that got me keyed up Bankin’, it’s so
Siempre fumo bueno, weed de cali nigga Siempre acicalado a wes freshly Siempre en el bloque chillin with my homies Dicen que son gansgter, yo soy lioni No vengas a roncar que son los más,
The body of an american The cadillac stood by the house And the yanks they were within And the tinker boys they hissed advice ‘hot-wire her with a pin’ We turned and shook as we
Say hip hop (hip hop) Say hip hop (hip hop) [Hook: Ab-Soul] A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep L.A. I pray the Lord my soul’s a G H, wait if I OD before
Right now Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don’t know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy ‘Cause I, I want
He’s five feet two and he’s six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He’s all of thirty-one and he’s only seventeen He’s been a soldier for a thousand years He’s a catholic,