Eu souO monstro que não vêQue tudo vai nascerSem mimNinguémPrecisa de ninguémAlém do seu jornalA noiteE se me chamaremPode ser que seja o meu dublêE se me perguntaremPai, o quê eu devo fazer?VocêSó pensa em ajudarQualquer e todo serPra nadaE euSó quero meu quintalPra plantar e regarMais nadaE se me chamaremPode ser que seja oLire la suite « Além do Seu Jornal – Cabeça-Ativa – letras »
Archives de l’auteur : zmaped
False Flag – B.o.B – letras
Ohh it’s a funny gameDon’t believe that it’s all the sameAbout that flat thing that I just saidWas cause there’s something upon my headRiding in the fastlane with the top backSpeeding no brakes where the gas atCooking that cop is cut backSo you already know what a strap backMan you already know when you inLire la suite « False Flag – B.o.B – letras »
Ah Shit! – E-40 – letras
ShhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitAhhhh shit![hook:]He talking shit shit shit, shit shit shitHe be say some shit shit shit, shit shit shitShhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitAhhhh shit!He talking shit shit shit, shit shit shitHe be say some shit shit shit, shit shit shitShhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitAhhhh shit!Uhh!Zany bizarre ballisticComing off of some of that ignorant shit resickalish verbish gases flowsBmz glasses on my noseUndeniable throbbish molishLire la suite « Ah Shit! – E-40 – letras »
P.e – d.b.s. – letras
the gym teachers teachin, the opponent is my enemy. to cheat, he is preachin, to win by all means necessary. today at school in my gym class, where being a conceited fool is the only way to pass. i learned that it’s not just a game we play, cheat to win being preached by theLire la suite « P.e – d.b.s. – letras »
A Corrente do Jogo – Cabeças No Ar – letras
Na toada do InvernoQuando o frio dá o moteNão há maior riquezaQue ter em cima um capoteMas mal uma bola pinchaO sol brilha-me no rostoAtrás dela um compinchaCada um logo ao seu postoSinto-me que nem archoteJá em mangas de camisaE tu ó meu rico capoteJá és poste de balizaToca, toca, toca a campainhaÃs balde deLire la suite « A Corrente do Jogo – Cabeças No Ar – letras »
Fame – B.o.B – letras
Don’t you cry, noWhat about that assent?Don’t you…Pimp squad on deckPimp squad on deckPimp squad on deckHey, hey do you wanna be famous?Everywhere you go people know what your name isEveryone you know tryin’ to tell you you changin’They wanna taste thatFame, that fame, that fame, that fame, that fameFamous, everybody wanna be famousMost peopleLire la suite « Fame – B.o.B – letras »
Ain’t Hard 2 Find – E-40 – letras
(Tupac) They sayIntro/Chorus:(B-Legit) Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin(C-Bo) Where I can pile up my chips(Richie Rich) And niggaz call me a timer(Tupac) I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin(E-40) Man, you motherfuckers don’t know nuttin about no timin(Tupac) That’s right, that’s right boy start that shit offVerse One: 2PacI heard a rumourLire la suite « Ain’t Hard 2 Find – E-40 – letras »
Past Friendships – d.b.s. – letras
Countless hours sitting.Wasted another day.Seemed important.Best friends seem so inseparable.Aimless missions now alone.I’ll slowly walk the long way home through the city we grew up in,never glancing at the monuments that hold our memory like a picture.And the school yard we used to hide in holds the ghost of our old friendship.My friend, I’ll walkLire la suite « Past Friendships – d.b.s. – letras »
A Explicação Das Estrelas – Cabeças No Ar – letras
O coração das estrelasArde no peito do céuSão biliões de velasEm ermidas e capelasQue alguem um dia acendeuUns dizem que foi DeusQue acordou para ver as horasNuma noite de JaneiroE ligou um candeeiroDe estrelas e aurorasUrsas cisnes e leõesSÃrios centauros e dragõesFazem as constelaçõesOutros dizem que a matériaEstava presa no nadaE explodiu num big bangEspalhou-seLire la suite « A Explicação Das Estrelas – Cabeças No Ar – letras »
Fan Mail – B.o.B – letras
What’s up with this faggot?Fuck is with this nigga?Why is he still rapping?He even wears the fashionShut us up to make him pop commercials smashesSeriouslyThat’s why people don’t take you seriouslyThat’s why we don’t wanna hear nothin’ you say’Cause you ain’t the man that you appear to beNo, nigga, seriouslyWe don’t wanna hear your conspiraciesAndLire la suite « Fan Mail – B.o.B – letras »
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