Bad luck don't bother me I'm used to misfortune, baby Used to the bitter end I'm used to trial and troubles 'Cause I never had a friend--bad luck Well, well, bad luck Well, I'm used to trial and troubles I'm used to takin' beatings Used to being alone

Foreign skies Blinded me to empty charms. I crossed the ocean, Fell into your arms So sure, so wrong.. You sang me a simple tune, I took if for a song. Say goodbye Don't tell me why you have to go

A prelude to a kiss Though it's just a simple melody With nothing fancy Nothing much You could turn it to a symphony A Shubert tune with a Gershwin touch For the tenderness within your eyes My love is a prelude that never dies If you hear

And we ain't seen nothing yet Good times and bad Seen them both Hope fly out the window Fortune walk through the door Learned not to believe This is as good as it gets Because we ain't seen nothing yet Hands untied

Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting

Luny Tunes puso la pista pa’ ti y pa’ mi Ahorita estaba mirando y de cuenta me di Que esto suena heavy heavy (heavy heavy) Heavy heavy (heavy heavy) Heavy heavy pa’ tú y yo bailar Ella me dice (dale vamos pa’ encima) Ya sé que siente la presión Dura dura

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

I don't know what to tell you, I'm not a fortune teller I never know how the future will go I'll never change, but I want you to stay It doesn't mean I'm afraid of all the things that you say But I just think we should stay stuck in the moment today And

Faded off the kush I'm gone Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo We jack son then light up the "L", Samuel Tunechi in this bitch nigga, y'all niggas bitch niggas Rats gone rat and snakes

We're following the piper And we dance beneath the moon Play their minds away We're all following a strange melody We're all summoned by a tune And we dance beneath the moon for him And we dance beneath the moon Sub luna saltamus They came from the hills