I haven't been able to make that sound for quite some time. It's been described as a rock crying out for somewhere to land or someone to throw it. You could have taken me to the place of the one who took my place.
[Verse 1]. Cigarro y libreta. Mano, pluma y letra. K36 la escuela, varios MC's por toda la banqueta. Parece broma que un mc de juguete el micro toma. Es una puta joda, que ami me deja en coma.
Up in the Volkov mountains. In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter's home. A monster of metal lies buried. Under ten thousand tons of stone. . To wield a weapon so powerful.
Riding on the range. With his six gun at his side. He's heading into town. With a sneer he can't hide. Doesn't wanna fight. But a fight he will find. Nothing up his sleeve.
Cruising out Friday night once again. In my 305 '71. A turbo hydromatic buzzing inside. As I wonder what I'll do for fun. It's by no means, what I'd call.
I haven't seen you for so long. Remembering those years we lived. And it was always easy. We never gave it that much thought. Then you noticed my own fears.
Let's go to the party and join me tonight. . Let's have the glass of champain;. Take off your shoes. babe. let's go side by side. And bare-footed walk in the rain..
The sun no longer shines on your side. Remember this cold. When the fog won't lift in your town. And you turn old. I heard you killed your only friend last year.
I'm still loving you, after all we went through. I'm still needing you, after all we've done. I'm still hearing you, telling me not to. I'm still wanting more, thats where we left off.
oh, hello. are you codename rondo?. nice to meet you, come with me. he's cool guys, sit down, make yourself comfortable. i've got a big job for you. i need you to go down to the slurpee station.
Well, come on, baby, well, you're driving me crazy, come on. Well, come on, baby, yeah, you're driving me crazy, come on. Well, what do you mean that I'm causing a scene? Come on.
Don't slay the man, nor woo the wife. Vengance follows when he comes of age. And longs for land.... . Hallow the son's carrier. Wrath of the open sky.
I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine. I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time. I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine. I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time.
Verse one: bushwick bill. . I told you size wasn't shit. That's why I murdered your neices. Wasn't my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces. Don't let 'em run.
Once upon a time at the Honeycomb hideout. Sugarbear and Mikey sat alone gettin' fried out. Lucky walked in with this nigga name Rice Grain. Pulled out a knot and conjured up a dice game.
What if I could run?. What if I could hide away. From all the things I've done?. Would I start it all again?. . I could've seen it all. I could've seen it all if I bide my time.
I am stuck in minor chords. I'd been here once before. With environmental echoes. By your baggage on my floor. . So get over here. Let's grab ourselves another beer.
Like a bittersweet pill, the kind that gives you a thrill. And then it lets you down, keeps you hanging on. She's playing with my mind, there ain't nothing left to find.