You say you're livin' on the edge and I think you're hangin' from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun Don't forget boy you're your mama's only son She's at home and she's been praying

If you want a taste of my life My life my life No pain no gain na na na na You already know the score, been down this road before Gotta hold your breath gotta take it now Nothing good comes easy Gotta go hard believe me Gotta risk it all Gotta roll the

Súbeme la radio que esta es mi canción Siente el bajo que va subiendo Tráeme el alcohol que quita el dolor Hoy vamos a juntar la luna y el sol Súbeme la radio Ya no aguanto más Yo no te miento (oh oh oh) Todavía te espero (oh oh oh) Sabes bien que te

These niggas don't know the half Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress These niggas don't know the half (show time) Gettin' high for the low, shit was bad (Talk to 'em, rewind now) It's a Friday, I'm 'bout to go off Got my chains on and I'm 'bout to

Every little thing With you and me have to be so political? Everything, every little thing Why did everything, every little thing I was tired of being put right down By myself for not being what you Thought you had found Pulled hard in two directions by

Nobody ever told you You shine like a diamond And you need to know What nobody ever told you Glitter like a gold Wish you could see yourself the way I do Take off all the makeup girl Shine your light, show the world Don’t be shy, don’t be scared

Well the landslide brought me down But time makes you bolder Children get older And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills I took my love and I look it down I climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snowcovered

Tu amor me lleva hasta el techo Y no puedo bajar Como un misterio, da miedo (Es amor, es amor) Lo que siento Pero yo no me voy a asustar (Es amor, es amor) viene de adentro (Es amor, es amor) todo lo que siento por vos (No lo puedo evitar)

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

As I was walking down the road A feeling fine and larky oh A recruiting sergeant came up to me Says he, you'd look fine in khaki oh For the King he is in need of men Come read this proclamation oh A life in Flanders for you then Would be a fine vacation