Sono steso su un cielo-fan che opportunamente ho disteso per me Ora commentami un giorno come non lo hai fatto mai Io lo spero ancora, ancora Spesso dormo
Traducció: Verdena. Balanite.
Sono steso su un cielo-fan che opportunamente ho disteso per me Ora commentami un giorno come non lo hai fatto mai Io lo spero ancora, ancora Spesso
Did you expect it all to stop At the wave of your hand? Like the sun's just gonna drop If it's night you demand Well, in the dark we are just air So the
Verse 1: Ever heard of Vertigo? Well ain't no way else to go Prevail knows the faculties, our poison lay you vertical It's only murder for every small
[Prevail] I'm posted in the brightest colors available A bright neon sign that says all MC's alienable My shiftings is unscalable Take key to the
[Evidence] Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds like brain surgeons Feel the lyric tear gas even on clean versions No profanic goddammit Hard like
Check it out Check it out Check it out Check it out Yo hit the switch in December, I'll be on till November Bombin', disturbin' the calm at civic centers
[Prevail] dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day
[Prevail] My comparative dissention From high as an intense discription Of why the valkyrie fly, calculate The circumference of the sky for future
[MadChild] I give you the creeps My style's sickening First the awakening Prepare for the quickening Battle sole controller There can only be one
[Madchild] A yo I'm coming with aggression No question I'm steadily progressing I'm rhyming with time and money invested I've been stressing, since
[Madchild] Mental, torture chamber magnificent structure Swollen sculp dust surfing senses danger Spark this bats dangle in darkness Crept beneath
Voy en camino mi estado original, Cuando el venado baila alrededor del fuego Y logra cruzar el cielo Suele purificarse un alma raptada Por el maldito
Written by Moyet/Glenister Lyrics Translated by Anne Gennessaux C'est notre amour usé C'est ton nom ridicule C'est le bruit quand tu manges Tes
Si alguna vez te sientes atrapado por una vida topica y vulgar, si te consideras fracasado, tienes que empezar a caminar. A contrapie, a todo tren, al
Glad to see you're wide awake This is the great escape From a life that tried to mould you And the lie it sold you What would you do? What wouldn't you
