kualkier intento es en vano y a mi q si de veras te amo me hiere y me hace sufrir Q tu seas asi Indiferente al amor Q tu seas asi Indiferente al amor
espalda para que pedir perdon. Ya no tengo miedo de esos ojos que me dicen que me mientes. No me creo nada corazon. Y ahora soy la parte indiferente
Traducción: Orozco. Indiferente.
asi kualkier intento es en vano y a mi q si de veras te amo me hiere y me hace sufrir Q tu seas asi Indiferente al amor Q tu seas asi Indiferente al amor
la espalda para que pedir perdon. Ya no tengo miedo de esos ojos que me dicen que me mientes. No me creo nada corazon. Y ahora soy la parte indiferente
Hmm, yeah, hey, oh ho Yeah, yeah, hey, yeah, oh ho Umm, hmm You pulled some tricks out your sleeve last night Everything I fantasize about You had me
I don't have any friends at all 'Cause I have nothing in common with y'all So who's gonna catch me if I fall? My backs always against the wall I don'
some kind of weird noise Disaster strikes I try to write Describe the things I hold inside This pride of mine still keeps me distant these are the
(Olivia Newton-John) No matter what you do I'll send you love No matter what you say No matter what you do I'll send you love Starting today I'm not
Yeah, ha B.K. C.I. okay Yo You ever rolled up in a convenience store with a forty-four And told the cashier to drop to the floor? But you didn't take
Tell me what your spirit says show me what you pray teach me every single part I'll be your guide you are a prisoner looking for to be.. you can change
With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground There's no sense of despair without sight, without sound We hold our ears and shut our eyes Distant
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find Easily, more than sufficient doubt that These colors you see were picked in advance By some careful hand
No matter where I go I'm lettin' people know No matter where you go The grass is always green No matter what you say You gotta' release them chains I
[Skeeter Rock talking] Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats
Yeah, yeah, M.I.C., yeah, yeah My arms are heavy, knees weak, palms are sweaty Niggaz wanna see me gone already From this song on to song, you 'bout