Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

feed my flame! Rape these wounds! Raise me high! Through Thy rage my will manifests Bless my path!

Ah mek mi mix up di roots with medina Gimmi a bottle a Spirulina Come off a tour an mi knee feel weak So mi go a Hope Road an go link Viva Spirulina weh mi drink with medina Spirulina weh mi mix with medina

You don't ever let me down You got those cigarettes and cush No more cush I'm sorry that I'm late And I missed your call But you know night turn into day I didn't stop to pause I know I never see your face But I'ma fix all my mistakes

Please, go easy To pick you up until you come around So please, go easy with my baby Please, go easy with my baby Pack it up and leave it, leave it all behind you Starting fresh in someone else’s town And though we may be leaving, I’ll be right beside

I finally see the dawn arrivin' I see beyond the road I'm drivin' Far away and left behind Don't look back A new day is breakin' It's been too long since I felt this way I don't mind where I get taken The road is callin' Today is the day

Nadie sabe la verdad de ti Si no era por tenerte Nadie sospecha nada 'e lo que pasó aquí Imposible es quererte Imposible es quererte (yeh, imposible es quererte bebé) Se repite la función Apaga la' luce' y empieza la acción (oh, oh, oh) Con ese cuerpo

And the earth begins to shake A cacophony of roaring Anxiety growing Cheers to leaving this mortal life behind Sweat begins its downpour A riot we stand for The blackout foreshadows the chaos So raise your voices with me

Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Ey) Y ahora somos bichotes Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Yeh) Yo siempre quise ser bichote Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Brr) Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Wuh) Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Prr) Yo

Modelo uno, rótate Modelo dos, rótate Modelo tres, rótate Ay eh, ay oh, ay eh Lúcete, ahora es La cera, es tu pasarela, lúcete Con tu estilo mátalo Fórmate un escándalo Mucho booty a la pista, demasiado poderoso