Desprecio, desdén.. Lleva la marca del mal en su piel.. Desgracia, ultraje.. Desdén, fue infiel.. Desde el principio problemas dio él.. . Desprecio, ( no puede pagar)..
pienso denso. me siento algo tenso. la mera neta no soy juan d'arienzo. tampoco pichuco. no me machuco si te digo que. parado en la cancha. me siento a mis anchas.
hac lo que quieras. no me digas por qu. yo cuando rompo el piso. no s donde pongo el pie. cansado de escuchar. que lo bueno fue ayer. salgo parto harto de perder.
ya no te molesto. echo el resto. bailo un breakdance. igual te doy un pesto. es un momento. que tiene algo violento. escucho tu lamento y s. que mi movimiento es lento.
Come on, ma, can I borrow the keys?. My generation is carpooling with doom and disease. Buckle up, skipper, the new American Asterix. You're riding shotty with Jesus of Nascareth.
Dear Sirs. If the pavement comes alive on Flatbush Ave with toothy smiles. Comprised of traffic cones and manholes become eyes. And birds burst into flames while singing Satan's praises.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.. These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.. . Pretty girl with the long black hairs been looking for a time..
Uh uh, come on, S-P in the. Up north into the NYC and the out West. And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite. What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite.
You got me runnin goin out of my mind,. You got me thinkin that Im wastin my time.. Don't bring me down,no no no no no,. I'll tell you once more before I get off the floor.
Well in this life I've seen everything I can see woman. I've seen lovers flying through the air hand in hand. I've seen babies dancing in the midnight sun.
She's Dirty to the Bone,. She cheats at everything she does,. She's Dirty to the Bone,. She cares for nothing but herself,. She'll drag you down until you drown, in sorrow,.
Who let the dragonfly into my bedroom. Was it you?. 'cause it's buzzing 'round my head like a hurricane. Was it you?. . Moonlight on my window sill. Did it fly from the cornfield or up over the hill?.
Picture my face at your kitchen table,. We're both fifteen years old.. . Your parents are sleeping upstairs in their bedroom,. The house is quiet, but cold..
So you found yourself a corner apartment. With a view of the town all your own. All your friends say. The city's gonna kill you or cure you. Five flights of stairs to your home.
When he looked. Into a starry sky upon Jupiter,. With it's cold moons. Making their weary rounds.. . Did he know that the Pope. Would claim that he ran with Lucifer.
She can turn a room round on a dime. Part a crowd like the Red Sea. She's Moses. And stranger's eyes. All fall and rise. On her length. Like they're sizing up roses.