From the coming dawn, That seeks to drown us in the flames But if we sell our soul, For the chance of gold, Then we'll rue each passing day! Come on lets Save our lives, The city grieves, like widows clasping Folded flags against their hearts

All of this doubt We get to work it out When you don't know where you belong I'm the one who turns you on And nothin' seems to matter Day and night black and white You take it all for granted I'm the one who's holding on It's alright to be wrong

I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go hot rockin' I've done my share of workin' out I wanna go some place where I can scream and shout Show me the lights, where I can find The only thing I need to give me peace of mind Where is the spark that kicks the air

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that you turned up your swag, you got me Yup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I ain't trippin I been in the game since

Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' I've been searchin' for my soul, my heart I got this money, but it's nothin' right now I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went

Ah, se essas paredes não falassem Ah, se o travesseiro não contasse Todas as noites de amor Que eu vivi com você Ah, se essa cama não lembrasse Pra eu conseguir dormir Ah, se esse espelho mostrasse você aqui Despertador tocou, cadê o meu amor Pra me dar

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week

Nada tendría sentido Si nunca te hubiera conocido Sin tu mirada enamorada no sé si yo podría vivir Sin el latido de tu corazón El mundo es más frío Oh yeah, oh yeah Como un bello amanecer Tu amor un día llegó

Como siempre te he da'o Lo hacemo' callao', callao' (Callao', callao') Tu cuerpo me tiene envicia'o Y lo hacemo' callao', callao' Lo hacemo' callao', callao' El cuerpo lo sabe y para hacer maldades ella está preparada (Uoh-oh-oh-oh) Se va conmigo y no

(Que no salga la luna que no tiene pa' qué No tiene pa' qué, no tiene pa' qué) (Brillaban los sacais) Con tus ojitos, prima, yo me alumbraré Señala' estuve a punta de navaja Si hay alguien que aquí se oponga Que no levante la voz (Que no lo escuche la