Pero no, no hay prisa; te duele el corazón al recordar su sonrisa, te duele con razón, pero no, no hay prisa.
Y vuelves a tu casa con la misma camisa, pero con manchas de ron.

dissabte, 30 de juliol del 2011

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes, 
hate in my heart, love in my mind.
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find. Hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but im cursed so never mine
And its worse but better times seems further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller and I get bigger
Tryna get me where I fit in
No room for a nigga but soon for a nigga
It be on mutherfucker cause
All this bullshit have made me strong,
mutherfucker