Moje Ime Je Ubica

Predstavicu vam decka. veoma specificnog po svemu. sa tamnih ulica Beograda. da budem precizniji - Zemun.. Zbog takvih kao on. nas tim sa trona nikad nece biti skinut.

Mundo Ideal

Se fue el ayer y me robó los días. Que el tiempo congeló. Todo cambió. Hasta el azul del cielo respira dolor. . Beautiful se fue. Se perdió tal vez. Beautiful es porvenir.

Mi Ley

Latidos que enmudecen. Proclaman el silencio de mi ley. Ya nada me ilumina. Se cierran las ventanas por mi ley. . Y aunque siempre haya que persistir.

Mentira

Mentira mi vida. Lo que se da y no se mira. Mentira fundida. Con miel que evaporó mi piel. Mentira prohibida. Debilidad que me domina. Mentira mi vida.

Memories (fade Away)

Memories, Memories I miss. . Yeah WHere are you know that I need you. Woah Woah.

Milonga Para Zorras

Alguna guarra mujer. Debera de aterrizar. Con un libro de instrucciones bajo el brazo. No hay quien las pueda comprender. Y se ponen a zorrear. En el mismo momento en que nos descuidamos.

Mi Pinito

Ahora que estoy aqu sentado. Aburrido y cansado. Me entran ganas de cagar. Al water voy a marchar. Llego tarde y apurado. El calzn casi manchado. Un pinito voy a plantar !.

Manué

Soy Manu, soy Manu,. La caa de ge.. Tengo tierras, tengo ovejas y un buey.. Bebo el vinillo a chorrillo. Fumo muchos cigarrillos,. Celtas Cortos y tabaco de liar. (MANUEEEE!).

Manu

Soy Manu, soy Manu,. La caa de ge.. Tengo tierras, tengo ovejas y un buey.. Bebo el vinillo a chorrillo. Fumo muchos cigarrillos,. Celtas Cortos y tabaco de liar. (MANUEEEE!).

Making Evenings

Where is the color of my evening deep red. Lost in the middle of the morning rays, he said. Heading for the heart of a different sun. Hopeful and high and set to get one, now she's gone.

Moon And Stars Pt. 2

Mine Only

Mr. Coffee

Nothign has broken. MR. Coffee has spoken. The familiar wake-up call. sings to my ears. I wake up with a shrug. To the floor with a thud. Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug?.

Move The Car

The story it grows older the story is no story here i. never knew what it is and there's no sign of it ending. as i am it and ought to be they're telling me i am.

Messengers

Late, I can stay up late. In and out of bed. Cleaning up the mess. Trying to be honest. Cause I know I am on it. In this, the last time I speak of it.

Megan

Butter on a summer day, when she's around.. I was on the track when the gate came down.. Certainly I recognized. those blood-shot rear-view mirror eyes of mine..

May 16th

No more waiting on them. As you rise inside new rooms. It's offical you've gone. You can live for no one else. Man the guilt must be huge. As there's no gain in failure.

May 16

No more waiting on them. As you rush inside your room. It's offical you've gone. You can live for no one else. Man the guilt must be huge. As there's no gain in failure.

Max Says

Mama Said Knock You Out

Don't call it a movement, there's other ways of saying it. Call it brown table and i'm playin' it down. Make it round even a wear account. Fat amounts.