Ey pana, esta es para el que trae el son que mas chana. Hermano L pone el tono Ras Jouqmahi pone el control, selektah pon, solo ponle para toda la soundboy
, dinero falso o de plastico, Y cuanto mas, mas fantastico cierro los ojos y sueno con dinero volando. todos viven sudando por una moneda ? [Hermano L
[Estribillo] En una cuenta atras que no va a detener, su tiempo se acabo el malvado tiene que perder. Sin una vuelta atras y no tendran donde esconder
Alcaldes, concejales, tenientes de alcalde, bedeles, ediles, parlamentarios, senadores, sonadores, promotores, constructores, mediadores, arrendadores
A toda la ruda y guay nation, A toda la ruda y guay nation, por favor pongan atencion por favor pongan atencion. [Estribillo] Mira que mundo, no es
[Estribillo] Dedos amarillos que chaval, te mueres por matar un flay y por matar un flay, un flay, un flay, un flay, Dedos amarillos, no sabes nada
En una epoca olvidada en la que la gente ya no cree ni en la justicia ni en la esperanza, en una tierra distante e inhospita en la que los renegados
I've been tried And I've been tested I was born tired I never got arrested Harder than Marble stone I'm better off Better off left alone 'Cause I'm
I survived a dreadful accident In the car crash of the century My shattered hopes collapsed on cold cement But in the back of the ambulance I'd never
Don't remind me that some days I'm the windshield And other days I'm just a lucky bug As cold iron rails leave old mossy trails Through the countryside
here we go they're back again look alive , warn your friends we are warm and we are safe enjoy it while you can before things change we have got
How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) Hey Mr.
All the gold in California is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills In somebody else's name, so if you're dreaming about California It don't matter
Watch your back because the next man is coming And you don't know if the next man is dumbin Survival of the fittest waht it is I got yo back, you got
The darkest hour is just before dawn The narrow way leads home Lay down your soul at Jesus' feet The darkest hour is just before dawn The
Oh, I am the Man, Thomas, I am the Man Look at these nail scars here in my hands They pierced me in the side, Thomas, I am the Man They made me bear
On Sunday when the church bells start ringin' They're ringin' for you and for me Let's all gather 'round at the alter And pray that our souls may be free
Hallelujah to Jesus who died on the tree To raise up his ladder of mercy for me Press onward climb upward the top is in view There's a crown