Dijiste, que tu podias. que ahora era que era, que hoy era el dia. Te veo ahi todavia escondido, en una fiesta una botella,. detras de un amigo.. Solo otro dia, de fantasia.
Go. . This is the Puya coming straight to ya. This is the Puya coming straight to ya. . Don't tell me no lies, don't give me no shit. Just listen to this.
Corre el tiempo, nunca te va a esperar. Sopla el viento. La brisa te anuncia lo que te llegara. Y cierras lo ojos. . Prefieres recordar, prefieres recordar.
Viviendo del cuento. Que clase de movimiento. Si te hundo tu no sales. Mira que te caes. Si te empujo tu te caes. . Remora, viviendo de mi. Remora, chupandome a mi.
Loving him was easier one sunny day. just a simple touch could make me fly away. Kisses on a summer evening. Looking at a perfect sleeving for the sky.
She packed my bags last night pre-flight. Zero hour nine a.m.. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then. I miss the earth so much I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
Infants are virginal, incorrupt, innocent, so nice. their laughing and merriness that's my sugar & spice. I abandon myself to vice. to say it the least precise.
Baptized in excrements. I am the chosen one that brings salvation. The scourge of him who owns your souls. Defecating flame of god - chastisement. . I bathe my leprous limbs in blood.
She's lying on the floor with blood between her legs. A man was beating her and compelling to sex. Tears in her eyes Her mind was in a haze. But she recognised that motherfucker's face.
REQUIEM FOR A URODELA BLUES. . got a face that's full of knotholes/ got a salamander's check. got 12 wooden spoons and a rheumatic's breath. been fixin for a beatin/ Strawman Charlie and the goat parade/.
[Flavor Flav]. Yeah that's right Chuck man, that's what you gotta do. You got to tell 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I'm sayin?. Cause yo, man let me tell you a little somethin man.
Mind over matter, mouth in motion. Can't defy, 'cause I'll never be quiet. Let's start this. Right. . You spend a buck in the 80's, whatcha you get is a preacher.
Come on, hear the beat go. Come on, it's a bird, a plane. And the sound remains the same. . The brothas gotta rap, the brothas gotta rap. Brothas gotta rap, the brothas gotta rap.
I get down to what it is and if it ain't funky. (See ya). People askin' me what's goin' on with my mind. (Huh). Wait a minute. . It's just a matter of race 'cause a black male's in their face.
Damn back again up on track again. [Incomprehensible] 'round the bend. Some of y'all black again, it got dark. On your mark get set, out of sight out of mind.
I never tried to pretend to have an accent that I never had. So why don't you stay away awhile, come hear the freestyle. The quicker the sticks with the guitar licks.
"The Enemy the Enemy the Enemy the Enemy" [repeat in background]. . [Flavor Flav (Chuck D)]. P.E., c'mon now!. Here the... here the, hear the beat go.
When I get down. I give what go around. And when I cough. I do my best to cut it off. I don't claim to be a preacher. Not paid to be a teacher. But I'm grown.
Yes, the rhythm, the rebel. Without a pause, I'm lowering my level. The hard rhymer, where you never been I'm in. You want stylin', you know it's time again.
Testing, one, two, testing, one, two. The house is now on fire, spread the walls y'all. Everybody get somebody. We don't want anybody let fuck nobody.