I felt like a queen that day. Lily bouquet. Seated right upon my desk. Like a parade on a holiday. Sweat beads falling down my neck. If it's you that made me Queen humble me.
Yes, I received your call. Yes, I felt and heard your tears. Stifling sobs freed from centuries of detention. . Panicked and terrified. Not from what you did.
Enter the light. Brushing the epidermis of soil. And us poor snakes. Have to live with this sentence He brought us. . Never mind whether we're beaten.
I wish it didn't happen but it did. You should be lighting fireworks and running with the kids. It's the kinda things you wanna see 'em happen to do. I wish it didn't happen but it did.
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, well well oh well well, yeah yeah yeah ahaaaa. (spoken, to a blues shuffel). Gonna mix my blues with my gospel right about...now..
Love is a burning thing. And it makes a fiery ring. Bound by wild desire. I fell in to a ring of fire. . I fell in to a burning ring of fire. I went down, down, down.
En un caro Gran Marquis. Iba Rigoberto Campos. En otro sus guarda espaldas. Que lo venian escoltando. Cayeron en una trampa. De grandes del contrabando.
DE UN RANCHO DE SINALOA, VENGO CANTANDO EL CORRRIDO. SE~ORES ESCUCHEN BIEN, LOS VERSOS DE ROSALINO. MUY QUERIDO POR LAS HEMBRAS, Y TAMBIEN POR SUS AMIGOS.
LA NIEVE ESTABA CALLENDO,. LOS PINOS SE CONGELABAN,. EN EL RISCO DEL MADROÑO,. UNAS ARMAS APUNTABAN,. SOLO LAS PLUMAS DE NIEVE,. AQUELLAS MIRAS NUBLABAN..
Queria saber que se siente. Un entierro con la banda. Y contrató una carroza. El señor Francisco Estrada. Pidio que lo acompañaran. Sus amigos de parranda.
Al tono de un bajo sexto voy a empezar a cantar. el corrido de un amigo que les voy a presentar. es Rafael Villareal un joven y a todo dar. . Ejido revolución tu te cubriste de gloria.
From clubs to the blocks. people want new things. don't wanna be lust year. eyes are on, pressure's on. . Guns don't stop. the primitive talking. much about nothing.
She said, you know how it feels. when some things make you cry,. and how it comforts and heals. when some things make you smile,. and how there's no fightin' the pull.
I don't understand. I'm the one to stand. Through this heavy steam. Alone I scream. . Now it's time to fight. Our honor is stained. Flowing from the flames.
On his mind he once believed. Of a place where no one lived. He waits for his destiny. Reckless of his legacy. . This man is me. Child of the land. Our Elders won.
[Verse 1: Shadow Ramirez]. You got g's man please. I'm overseas. I got the beats to keep you blowing on trees. Keep them hoes on they knees. I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze.
It's the Mash Out Posse. Rugged neva smooth. M fuckin O fuckin P on the move. It's the Mash Out Posse. Rugged neva smooth. M fuckin O fuckin P on the move.
[Intro]. In the year 2000.... {M-O-P} still bangin. {Firing Squad!}. {The last generation...}. Hey, hey, hey, hey. All right let me brake it down one for time for you.
{*CHORUS*}. [D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding. [D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding. [D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers. [D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding. [D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding.
Firing Squad nigga, Firing Squad. 'First Family', top notch nigga, BD. . I used to have so much confidence in myself. But now my game is changed and my pain's been felt.