Bad bitches is the only thing that I like Cups with the ice and we do this every night I ain't check the price (I got it) I make my own money so I spend it how I like I'm just living life And let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (nope) I ain't

Not tonight (heyyyy!) (heyyyy!) not tonight Not tonight (hoooo!) Ladies and gentlemen (heyyyy! hoooo!) Slaughterhouse (heyyyy!) Slaughterhouse in the place to be, see And we got what it takes to rock the mic

Nothin' feels better than this Nothin' feels better Nothin' feels better, no, no This is what you like, I admit Take it back, bring it side to side (Nothing, baby) (Nothing feels better) (I'm not really drunk, I never get that fucked up)

Should I stay or should I go? Should I stay or should I go now? Should I cool it or should I blow? (me debo ir o quedarme) Should I stay or should I go now? (yo me enfrió o lo soplo) Darling you got to let me know If you say that you are mine I'll be

With no particular place to go Riding along in my automobile Crusin' and playin' the radio My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin' wild I was anxious to tell her the way I feel So I told her softly and

A ti te debo esta tristeza Mas también Te debo tantas alegrías Sincero en esta despedida Dudo que exista en esta vida Alguien tan grande como tu

In an ordinary world? Ordinary world In an ordinary world Baby, I don't have much But what we have is more than enough Where can I find the city of shining light How can I leave a buried treasure behind The days into years roll by It's where that I live

Est-ce une maladie ordinaire Un garçon qui aime un garçon Derrière les murs de ce collège Ceux qui font tourner les manèges Se sont-ils posé la question Y a-t-il un Dieu qui nous protège Une préférence un privilège Qu'est-ce qu'ils vont dire à la maison

As we call out to dry bones come alive, come alive We call out to dead hearts come alive, come alive Up out of the ashes let us see an army rise We call out to dry bones, come alive Now breathe, oh breath of god Through the eyes of men it seems there's

The words you say with your last breath and the emptiness in space I can't tell you what to do This crossroad is your own But I know what we'll become We'll be outlaws on the run Do you think about the end? Do you think about the end? (That slow last