Why man, this is war au-go-go
Down down down you won't touch no other
che si curva e si vedono gli affanni
restiamo poi
There's a lot to say
moriria por tener,
Soaking in his rearing only wishing to be dry
And nothing you ask
They're gone, like leaves they fell,
There's a hell down yonder, don't wanna
I'm Lilith's son
With a short on my arm
Six LP, from that Thugged-out Latin
Flawless beauty flatters you
Since I met you . . . (repeated)
Are we rolling? A one, a two, a three, a four...
Exercise yo' game
But me being unwilling to cross the raging sea,
I want you back in my life
and when the tide goes out it's swept away
but right now we've got the stinkin' wea
And wipe the tears from my eyes
Well there's no truth to the rumor I've
'Til I run out of breath
We got the crowd a-hip-hoppin
Everlasting rise of Rome
'Cause in the Great Shining Path of the Great
Calm bitches done made him mad
Y'a d?Tęj?Tá des jaloux qui commencent ?Tá fl
If you give me another chance I still wouldn'
Oh farmers daughter
Couldn't look you in the eye
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
Oh, like the wind the years go by
As?Tş vendiendo drogas jam??s, nunca andes
to separate the stones you stand on before the tid