For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

Caught up in this fucking rat trap (666) First the front then the backstab Keep trying to fuck me Now look you make me change to be ugly Me, I tell it like it is Mamma said baby you should never tell a fib Used to think you the fucking shit Not a friend,

Follow me instead There's miles of land in front of us, And we're dying with every step we take, We're dying with every breath we make, And all fall in line A stranger's back is all I see, He's only a few feet in front of me, And all look left and right

What you want is an unexpected approach, That may delay a suspects awareness of your presence, Until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted. Approach to danger, don`t move; It`s hard to predict what will happen next. (Oh shit, he

Rio, Rio Grande, dès la frontière passée Nous s'rons blanchis, sauvés Rio, Rio Grande, le temps va s'arrêter Pour mieux nous oublier Ça commence comme dans un film noir Un jeune couple embarqué dans une sale histoire P'tits voleurs fichés et recherchés

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

I still don't have a clue So I stand still In front of the crowd Excited faces What will be next?

Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up Nigga front, and somethin' gon go down Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass laid down Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out

I didn't see it In your eyes I can't believe it When you sing to me All the while You were in front of me I never realized I just can't believe oh but I feel it

(Woh, Ronca) Tú eres mejor nota por nota Dale lo que las alborota Y las aloca Ninguno va guerrear Lo que hacen es frontear Conmigo no buscan na'