Archives de l’auteur : zmaped

[E-40]Elite alloy candy coated custom paintVerizon wireless phoneJacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zonesTryin to holla at a redboneSmokin on some cactusSippin on some super duper extra strengthA buck fifty a shot louie the thirteenthHead hard as a rock stop by the barber shopShoot some craps in the back then hit the blockThereLire la suite « Gasoline – E-40 – letras »

Eu vim para assassinar o imortalizadoVim pra blasfemar contra seus deuses falsosVim pra violar os seus mantras sagradosEu me olho no espelhoE não acredito que de alguma forma eu ainda possa ser humanoVivendo num mundo de garotos perdidosQue não querem crescerEu me sinto o Capitão GanchoTalvez eu só esteja cansadoDe viver num mundo robotizadoOnde asLire la suite « Terceiro Olho – Cabel00do – letras »

Where have the numbers goneThat marched across my bedThe faces after facesStill inside my headNo words of loveThe hollow soundOf hungry people in the night(Hungry people in the night)Do not say it was wrong or right(Not say it was wrong or right)But call it flight (fly away)Oh, can Heaven tell meWhere they are nowThey couldLire la suite « Cathedrals – D.C. LaRue – letras »

I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga[Chorus: repeat 4X]Ain’t I clean? That machine, super cool, super meanI’m that nigga, I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga[T.I. talking over the chorus]Yeah, soYou already know, HeyI’m the hottest nigga you done heard in a long timeIntroducing you to the hottestLire la suite « I’m Dat Nigga (Feat. T.i.) – B.o.B – letras »

Oooooh, E-40, get breaded, get breadedSauce Money, get breadedFat Joe, get breadedOooooh, E-40, get breaded, get breadedSauce Money, get breadedFat Joe, get breaded[E-40]My penitentiary family’llreach ‘fore you make a bet, when you gonna lay in a buck?When you gon’ bust these suckers upside the head with another dump?I ain’t no punk I’m like a basepipeLire la suite « Get Breaded – E-40 – letras »

Desfile ao sol, praia, futebolLaje pra corar a peleBandeira a girar, confetes no arE sal pra banhar as precesLadeira pra andarEnfeites no ar para colorir areiaO sol no olhar, perfume de marTapete em pedras portuguesasPor que você não chama a noite pra dançar?Viver entre seus arcosPois não há melhor lugarSaber que algo bom aqui estáLire la suite « A Cidade – Cabelera – letras »

Is it rainThat you’re praying forIs it warThat you’re fighting forIs it loveThat you’re straying fromIs it you that you’re running fromAlways on the run, run, runSo you run you run you run you run(yeah)Alchemy don’t try my alchemyYou talkin’ wild to meThese fallaciesWho and what to do what we allowed to beCalculate you everyLire la suite « Is It War – B.o.B – letras »

Dank u voor deze mooie morgenDank u voor deze nieuwe dagDank u dat ik met al mijn zorgenBij u komen magDank u dat mij geen kwaad kan derenDank u dat u mijn ziel behoudtDank u dat ik van u mag lerenHoe ik leven moetDank u voor hen die mij omringenDank u voor wat bij toeLire la suite « Dank U – D.c. Lewis – letras »

As cores do futuro, a miscigenaçãoVelha aquarela brasileiraNordeste « nova senzala », sonhos em migraçãoFauna e flora tipo exportaçãoOs livros de história, futuro da naçãoNum flerte com a ficçãoE a fome engole a prece e cala o teu socorroE a solidão de multidãoDa fé banhada a ouro, bancada pela fomeEstão vendendo isso na televisãoQue onda pegou você?QueLire la suite « Cores do Futuro – Cabelera – letras »

[E-40]Ghetto celebriteeeeeee… ooooh(You ain’t heard shit, you ain’t did shit’til you got yo’ wig split)From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..{Nobody.. nobody}From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..(You ain’t did shit, you ain’t heard shit’til you got yo’ wig split)From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..{Nobody.. nobody}Ahhh (AHHHH)I got straight thrick-fifty-fifty-seven, reasonsthatLire la suite « Ghetto Celebrity – E-40 – letras »