Me LLeno De Tentacion Aya En El Salon ( Yo No Me Olvido De Ti) La Vi En Aquel Rincon ( Sabes Que Te Vi ) Bailando Se Me Aserco La LLeve Ami Habitacion
I don't wanna be ignored, oh God When I'm a gun in a fist fight You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat Your blood drool attracts the flies I give
Ain't it just like the old days? Wait and see how the hand plays Living out our second-hand cliches Ain't it just like the old days? You are what you
Make our escape, you're my own Papillon The world turns too fast Feel love before it's gone It kicks like a sleep twitch My Papillon, feel love when
I swear to God I heard the earth inhale Moments before It spat its rain down on me I swear to God In this light and on this evening London's become The
Eyes permeate my skin An alcoholic din fills the room we're in Girl I think it's time we leave Like a thief on Christmas Eve Take and you shall receive
A bruised full moon play fights with the stars This place is our prison, its cells are the bars So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city Show me
You don't know love like you used to You don't feel love like you did before You ran with the dead today With the moles from the CIA They see more than
A winter wind blows in from the north Scratches your spine, cold like the forth But you're a long way from home Through the dark we tiptoe The hospital
No one understands The way you found your God There's a bullet in your hands Give a dog a bone He'll lead for the day But teach him how to kill, then
It's that time of the month again Your bitching, stop yelling at me I know you've got to plug yourself up But why take it out on me Just leave me alone
Why do I keep scratching Scratching my balls? I don't like this feeling I don't like it at all 'Cause I got crabs I got crabs, I got crabs I got those
Shut up Affection not dissection, meat is murder Animals are for petting, oh shut the fuck up already Tired of you whining about poor animals dying And
Am I supposed to do Things right? NO I don't have the time This is how I live my life I haven't got much pride And it's ok if I live like A slob cause
Is there cream in this soup? I look in the mirror, I know I'm not good enough to eat I'll tell you something, my hunger has nothing to do with greed
[Intro - Royce Da 5'9"/Mr. Porter] Boy, I done warned you I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do Better listen up close nigga, don't trip Yo heat's
I've been watching you like a hawk I know you're hiding something When we're together I can hardly breathe I feel like it's gonna spill out of me what
I went back to Ohio But my city was gone There was no train station There was no downtown Southtown, it disappeared All my favorite places My city had