respuestas son si que es mi cama el testigo y yo soy condenado de esta dulce carcel sin fin. Ah! si no hay dios por que estas hoy aqui dime si! quien
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las respuestas son si que es mi cama el testigo y yo soy condenado de esta dulce carcel sin fin. Ah! si no hay dios por que estas hoy aqui dime si! quien
Out of total hate, disgust Ideas covered up in rust There is not much left to trust All our hopes turn to dust Answer me, I've got nothing left to lose
kris kross Jump Jump You should know, you should know that ahhh Kris Kross is not having anything today As we stand there totally krossed out We commence
Written by John Scott Sherrill, Ronnie Bowman & Buddy Cannon ©2003 Sony/ATV Tree Pub./Big Yellow Dog Music/City Wolf Music (BMI) William Franklin Music
Where you'll be, I'll be from In a while, it will rain up, back into clouds Where it first plotted its escape We will take this time to strip down to
Like a corn in a field I cut you down I threw the last punch too hard After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time To throw in my hand
James, come on home You?ve been gone too long, baby We can?t let our hero Die alone We miss you day and night You left town to live by the rifle You
me own canoe Me wants they are small I care not at all, me debts they are paid when due I drive away strike from the ocean of life and paddle me own canoe
I can imagine wonderful things Caves in the backyard, boats with wings And I can turn any old, everyday thing I find Into something useful with my mind
Like a corn in a field I cut you down I threw the last punch too hard After years of going steady, well I thought that it was time To throw in my hand
Out of total hate, disgust Ideas covered up in rust There is not much left to trust All our hopes turn to dust Awnser me, I've got nothing left to
This is wat it means wen dj's reload it, its kano in the house yo nuff mc's just aint creative they jus remix kano'z latest get a response n think there
Just let your hair down and drink up, After the club, we can link up, see what we can think up. Just let your body to the talkin', just let your hips
Un hola y un adios la suerte me ha mentido Crei que era pasion y fue solo el instinto La oscuridad y el sol se funden cuando pienso en ti Que poco dura
de tu mirada Reconozco que no se que hacer contigo si te dejo en el camino o te doy mi direccion De tus ojos he sacado mi colirio si no llego a ningun