Pineapple Poll - Suite from the Ballet: VIII. Finale (Arr. Charles Mackerras) - Tasmanian Symphony Orchestra & Marc Taddei

Word to my momma, I promise I gotta go get it Hop in my whip and then be on my way Now I'm coppin' a ticket to Cali My mission, the Valley, the Bay, then L.A. 'Til I finally come back to Miami Passion, a Grammy, a handful of cash And respect from the people who can't understand me, but have to respect it Tired of humble, tired of subtle and being neglected Just me and my message, I'm seeing your best shit Compared with mine next, and it seems unimpressive I'm being directed, and we ain't correct 'Cause your cameras are off and your TV's reflective and black I'm so out the box that I walked right back into that shit Just to show I'm the best in the pack Accept it as fact, I take what is my mine If it's yours then it's mine, no exception to that Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Yeah Word to my homies, word to my homies Yeah Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Yeah Yeah, yeah So it's time to bring the pressure up You niggas only my half whole When I'm only half hoping you holding me back So I keep the pressure up Half past fours even if it beats four of you, or if I beat more of you Nigga, y'all ain't got the pressure to match a black hole Get it? Half hole, I'm whole, you have fallen On the pressure, black coal My nigga my rap so under pressure I think its Logic, I match Cole, I'm born Simba Nigga, fuck around I morph into Mufasa Eat a nigga album for dinner It's a four-course meal in a four-door with them 4-4s What I'm spitting when I'm saying your name And a bar had 4-4 times of the nine make a nigga crash and better stay in yo' lane Whippin' up a 16, reppin' up a big team Boy, I need a big ring, playing no games Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies I ain't never gave a fuck one time In the land of the lost, I abandon the law If you ever try to stop me then you won't be standing at all when this brand assault Yeah, I'm the sultan, nigga So if we got a problem, I'ma solve it, nigga Lord Noctis, fucking sovereign, nigga Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Yeah

Voy a salir sola esta vez, quiero pensar En todos los recuerdos que me hicieron mal Quise volar sobre su mar, abrir el sol Fui tocando fondo en tu corazón Después caí en la ilusión de tu color No pude ver la luz que me encandilo Buscando más, solo encontré tu soledad Que tocando mi espalda quería jugar Y lo siento, no hay tiempo Para volver a empezar Para poder sonreír Lo siento, no hay tiempo Y aunque quiera no puedo aceptar Todo lo que estuvo mal Fuimos la flor, una cancion, tiempo de luz Fuego entre dos planetas, acercandose En el lugar donde la voz quiere cantar Las palabras más lindas se tienen que dar Diste tu voz, di mi canción, mi corazón Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Y lo siento, no hay tiempo Para volver a empezar Para poder sonreír Lo siento no hay tiempo Y aunque quiera no puedo aceptar Todo lo que estuvo mal Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó Todo tu ser entero aquí se quedó