Traducció: Diversos de desitjos. Desglossament de la costa.
Traducció: Diversos de desitjos. La Venjança de la Reina Ana.
Traducció: Diversos de desitjos. Go For It.
Traducció: Diversos de desitjos. Definició d'un desmai.
South Dirty And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have heard me But I ain't even breathin' until I get an even 30 I could casually
Simpson Yellow Like Im Rolling Marge. White Cracker Diamonds Syncing Like Young El DeBarge. Coming Back With The Black iDont Know How To Act, Mr. Casual
me close to tears You speak those favorite fables which I'm yet to live And casually confirm my fears that I've got nothing to give I wish I could say
' by casually like you didn't know my name Baby, in your wifey's arms Breakin' up my heart You're a married man playin' games (Wish somebody told me) Wish
got this rap game locked with more cake than Tastee Black the feindest, this title I hold I won't relinquish And this type shit you shouldn't sting wish
won't drop this (Holding it so carefully) Do I want this? (My wish is to surrender it) I can't stop this (La la la la come sing it, come sing it) Casually
I got trouble with goodbye Let's just say we tried I got trouble with goodbye Wish I could be so free Yeah, they take it so casually Oh, but baby that
of Harkus representing proof in you walkman Lockin' competition out of studios Everyday I live is like a musical Create my own score More funkier than shaft on my musical path Hook [casual
are chewed down to the bit Up on the roof they're still around the hustling crowds still reach down I go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn
casual conversation You can't think straight? And ain't it sad You can't forget about what we had Take a look at her and do you like what you see Or do you wish
admit It's not easy loving More than just one man You've got lovers at the office And boyfriends on the coast And a friend Who's just a casual thing
I hold days an optimistical state For me, my grandmother will pray a tech spray my way Losin' sleep over victims of the creep The well runs dry as niggas wish
new antidote that'll raise hell, and I hope this busi-ness pays well, cause its fly to me but not worth the anxi-e-ty, I wish I can BE all I CAN,
