GiveItUruguay

A veces me siento triste como la mierda... Solo espero que al día siguiente vuelva la armonía...

I wanna sleep almost for ever waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Another Paint Attack with a lil' kitty

Give It Up Public Enemy Flavor Flav vocals in these brackets] {crowd chant vocals in these brackets] Intro: Chuck D, Flavor Flav Aight {aight}, aight, aight {aight}, aight {aight} I'm aight if you aight {I'm aight} I be better - get some of that bass {word, give it up} aight, yeah [Rinkin twinkin body shakin Nuff attackin brain's a rackin Clock tockin Chuck shockin Flavor Flav ain't never shavin] (one, two, three four) Verse One: Chuck D It's another record, check it, mad methods To put my brothers and sisters on a deathbed You know he cheated, took what he wanted but now you blunted Suckin up to the devil steppin down a level It's who they fear is you Who protects us from us and you from you Yes and it counts [fuck the fourty ounce] I sued them bastards, yeah they got bounce I did em like a demo {threw em out the window} I took a 98 cause I never liked a limo But pump pump pump pu-pump pump it up A mad rhyme, for mad times, that's what's ...

"Dr. Funkenstein" Whoa! They say the bigger the headache, the bigger the pill, baby Call me the big pill Dr Funkenstein The disco fiend with the monster sound The cool ghoul with the bump transplant Hip bone connected to my thigh bone My thigh bone connected to my leg bone My leg bone connected to my ankle bone I get so hung up on bones Dr Funkenstein here Preoccupied and dedicated To the preservation of the motion of hips We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (talk!) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest (kiss me on my ego) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein (ohhh, over!) Dr. Funkenstein, King of the Funk, yeah! Swift lippin', ego trippin' and body snatchin' I'll blow your mind Comin' to you directly from the Mothership Pulling up the last leg (ah, ah, ah) Of the P.Funk Well, alright Dr. Funkenstein, yeah He'll funk with your mind (ooover) We love to funk you, Fu...

We all came out to Montreaux On the lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water. They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water. We ended up at the "Grand Hotel" It was empty cold and bare But with the rolling truck stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We made the place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know well never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water.

vamo' carlitox jojoojo... :/

BLA

SI ES POR DINERO, ENTONCES VOY A EMPEZAR A APOSTAR :/

Hasta el Cleo se da cuenta :P

You know, somethimes I want to draw some fuckin' shit and sometimes I want to draw what I'm listening... I know, I kwnowwww for sure, the* life is beautiful ATW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *that (siempre me confundo jaaaaaaaaaaaaaa) Viejos tiempos, octubre 1999, mirando en canal 10, va x vos, el videoclip Around the world de los Red hOt CHili Peppers... La locura empezó... Once again, tataccackataktakckakackaktkacakcacakn.... All around the world We could make time Rompin' and a-stompin' 'cause I'm in my prime Born in the north And sworn to entertain ya 'Cause I'm down for The state of Pennsylvania I try not to whine But I must warn ya 'Bout the motherfuckin' girls from California Alabama baby Said "hallelujah" Good God girl I wish I knew ya Chorus: I know, I know for sure That life is beautiful around the world I know I know it's you You say, "Hello" and then I say, "I do" Come back, baby 'cause I'd like ...