(Intro). el profeta .... (Dyablo). quien ha llegado es el cabron que siempre representa. soy mexicano soy azteca yo soy el profeta. te quiebro las patas y luego las manos bastardos si tu te me enfrentas.
Por ke pasaraaaaa inesperadamente ehhhh!!!. . Apoco nunca a pasado por tu mente que haces. Tu aqu o como tu carajos terminaste estando aqu. En situaciones negras de la vida sin salida sin.
sigue siendo el mismo de ayer. eres el mismo de hoy. eres el mismo dyablo. . mis ambisiones dede nino siempre fueron estas. el obtener dinero las mujeres y respuestas.
Los Angeles, city of eternal night. The dream of a girl thirteen. Swirling cherry vanilla. What this jungle be. Down is the skirt of a juvenile dream queen.
[spoken:]. Shooting up in the boys room at Dog High School, Dorkville, USA.. . Another west, and Louie Louie, they got something going down kinda screwey..
Hey hey, what's what?. Skin poppin' slut. Hey hey, what's what?. Skin poppin' slut. and she owes me five bucks. That bitch, five bucks. Five bucks, one fuck, Skin poppin' slut, yeah....
[Lyrics: Pat Johnson]. [Music: Pat Johnson & Andy Prietto]. . Steelwool rubdown. Scoured down revealing. You're the source peeled off civility a reliance:.
She's dead. Remember what I said. No good at getting fed. Well I don't love her anymore. 'Cause she's such a fucking bore. She's dead!. Let's do a center spread.
There's bite marks on my dick. You bite too hard, you fucking bitch. ?.......cumshot(?). Shoot you up and fuck your butt. Give me AIDS- fuck me. I just wanna get laid.
Every night is a Saturday night. Every day is a beautiful day. Every night is a Saturday night to me. As I walk down life's lonely highway. I have a random thought.
Satan is a friend of mine. Satan is a friend of mine. Getting high and drinking wine. We do it all the time. SATAN. Is a friend of. SATAN. Vampire Beelzebub.
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you except the one thing that you want me to. We went across the mighty Rio Grande and saw Disneyland and the sea you and me.
[Music: Pat Johnson & Andy Prietto]. [Lyrics: Pat Johnson]. . Internal cries that never die. They grant the suffering you mute the screams. That fleeting moment's everything.
Snake in the Grass. . Woe is me. I am never gonna work for free. Not for you again my heart doesn't bleed.. I'm busy working while you're cruisin' blasting Biggie.
Scratch. . You are well aware we're waiting. You are well aware there's something wrong.. You're making up for something.... . One day I'm gonna move away.
(Verse 1, Timothy Bloom):. Your body's calling, calling my name. Now can you tell me girl, can you feel mine do the same. I wanna get inside you, until you feel a shame.
Like a paper in the wind. Blowing since I don't know when. Ever since the child was born. Holding on to something warm. . Somebody to love. Somebody that you can depend on.
When I talk to people that I meet casually. I can't help but think of their hostility. Ooh, that's not me, ooh, that's not you. . While I was still in school my teachers are telling me.
she sees him in the hallway, their eyes meet up just right. she tells her friends and the story begins, of a love that lasts a life. she wants to tell him how she feels, starts a love letter every night.