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Lo Que Te Amo
Como negar, que soy tuyo. Si me he perdido en cada parte de tu cuerpo. Si el corazón dice tu nombre al latir. Como mentir si se ve claro lo que siento..
Las Heladas
nesesito unas heladas!!!. pa' ponerme bien al tiro. y con eso de volada. quedo como gallo giro. . me conosco me conosco. tiendase por ellas primo!. . los billetes me regalan.
La Vida Del Leon
La vida tiene un nivel,. las colmenas tienen miel,. y para jugar los gallos con. estilo no hay como el. compa Leonel.. La elegancia, la confianza buen estilo.
La Captura Del M Gordo
Se calentó Culiacán salió por seguridad. para rumbos del Salado aquel joven fue trasladado. y haya se fue a relajar, unos días haya en el rancho. pa despabilarme un rato no me caían nada mal.
Living Not Existing
Hands in the air if you're living, not existing!. . Some take comfort in never knowing. Others simply can't accept this. . Hands in the air if you're living, not existing.
Leisure
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Little Thangs
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Locked In
But I feel like we on to something. Shorty got the whole world deep deep in them jeans. But I don't wanna make assumptions. But your vibe coming off as a freak.
Lurkin'
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Lifestyle (remix)
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Life Is A B***h
A dread head with sum tats n gold that's thug nigga. Red rag throw it in the air that's them blood nigga. Blue flag throw it in the air that's them crip nigga.
Life Guard
A dread head with sum tats n gold that's thug nigga. Red rag throw it in the air that's them blood nigga. Blue flag throw it in the air that's them crip nigga.
Let Them Guns Blam
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Let Dem Guns Blam
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Liquor Locker [explicit]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. I'm just coming over. Wake up. . Late night calls. Feelin' slightly faded. Free alcohol at the club. That shit's overrated. Call up Liquor Locker (brrt brrt!).
Liquor Locker
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. I'm just coming over. Wake up. . Late night calls. Feelin' slightly faded. Free alcohol at the club. That shit's overrated. Call up Liquor Locker (brrt brrt!).
Letter To The People
To whom it may concern,. . I don't want to say some cliche shit like thank you for reading this, so I won't. Over the past 2+ years since I released a body of work, I've been more places, seen more things and met more people than I can remember. I had a lot of days when I didn't think I would ever see the present day. Countless moments I asked myself, "WHY ME?" I was stuck in a vicious cycle of self-destructive depression. I leaned on drugs to give me the wings to fly away from my dark reality. "ANYWHERE BUT HERE," I wished, as my eyes grew wide, snorting powder off of a dirty public toilet. As my relationship with myself fell apart, my relationships with people around me grew violent and volatile, full of resentment and lies. It seemed like everywhere I turned there was something to be upset with, especially when I looked inward. I knew the person that I was born to be. A fighter, a leader. A revolutionary, a channel of ideas and emotions endlessly larger than myself. But it began to all feel like a cruel joke. And I was the only one not laughing. If you've never experienced anxiety or depression this may all sound foreign to you. But I'm not writing this to tell you my sob story. I'm writing this to tell you that there is hope. The world is at a turning point. There are a lot of things going on that we have to either change, or die, to put it poetically. The cars we drive, the food we eat, the phones and computers you're reading this on, are all literally killing that big blue earth we see in photos taken from the stars. And down on the ground we've got a lot of problems of our own, but I don't have to tell you that. I will anyway. With the eyes of the world at our fingertips, injustices everywhere have been given the world's stage within minutes of action. A cop shoots an unarmed black man in the back of the head in Oakland, and people will be protesting it in New York an hour later. But protests aren't going to bring Oscar Grant back to life. or LaQuan McDonald. or Mike Brown. or Tamir Rice. Nothing we say or do can reverse the poison in the brains of the kids who drank lead from their kitchen sink in Flint, Michigan. Those damages cannot be taken back. But they can be stopped from happening again. What I'm asking you is not to give a fuck about me, my music, or my story. What I'm asking of you is to give a fuck about US. Us as a people. Us as ONE. As human beings who laugh, cry, sing, bleed and dream. As I look up at the starless night above the Chicago skyline, I can't help but feel so small. There's so much world around me, so many people with families and experiences I'll never know anything about. It's easy not to give a fuck about them. But I've never been one for the easy way out. Getting this far was the hardest thing I've ever done, and lord knows I'm only getting started. I could care less about what a blog writer or music critic has to say about me or what I do. I don't do this for them. I know that someone out there reading this is going through shit just like me. This is for you. There is always hope. Never forget that. Yesterday doesn't define you; it doesn't define US. We are God. We hold the power in our hands. I've come to a point where I realize that everything I've gone through up to this point was for a reason. I had to experience certain things so painful that I thought I'd never come back from them to be able to tell you about it. To know how fucking blessed I am to be breathing this summer air, killing myself slowly smoking this cigarette. I know I'm not perfect. But I think that's what makes it so special..
Last To Know
The first time I realized. what it's all about. Anxiety inside their eyes. was everywhere around. . I can see the tables're turning. I can feel the fire burning.
Lost Continent
Was there a time that we knew peace?. When all the children had a place to sleep?. When rhetoric was not enough?. . Was there a time we weren't at war?.
Leonard
there he goes. he finally closed the door. i turn the lock feeling more. confused than before. . what gives. i thought that you would love more. now you're a coward, sure.
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