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Tú eres del pasado Que mis dedos acariciaron ¿Para qué vuelves esta vez A inquietarme otra vez? Prendes todas mis emociones Devuelves los calores Todo comienza a girar En torno a tu regresar Después de tanto tiempo Tienes en mí todos tus cimientos Tú me desbalanceas Tú, quien pausa mi tiempo Tú me tocas, yo tiemblo Tú atacas siempre en silencio Tú me desbalanceas Tú, quien pausa mi tiempo Tú me tocas, yo tiemblo Tú atacas siempre en silencio Después de tanto, pienso Que como tú, a otro no encuentro He aprendido a estar sola Con mi sombra Cuando reprimo mi querer Siento volver a estar bien Me miento constantemente Me hago la fuerte Aunque vuelvas a mí rondar Me hago ciega cuando pasas Después de tanto, pienso Que como tú, a otro no encuentro Tú me desbalanceas Tú, quien pausa mi tiempo Tú me tocas, yo tiemblo Tú atacas siempre en silencio Tú me desbalanceas Tú, quien pausa mi tiempo Tú me tocas, yo tiemblo Tú atacas siempre en silencio Tú me desbalanceas Tú, quien pausa mi tiempo Tú me tocas, yo tiemblo Tú atacas siempre en silencio Después de tanto tiempo En mí tienes cimiento

I got pain from my waist up And I wake up and I take drugs And I say stuff that I make up, like "I hate love" And I hate that I can't lie, couldn't hate you if I tried It'll suck for all week, then hurt more on the weekend When I go out, and see your friends And I don't know what to tell 'em I can't lie, couldn't hate you if I tried I'm comin' around to see you, comin' around to leave you What is the point of hoping when it's already broken? It hurts to let you go and it's worse to hold on But I know that I'll be better when you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone When you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone You gave me just eighty When I needed all hundred percent of you lately It's obvious you don't even try, you don't even try I know we were dying, went into silence Not even I'd hope, I'd hope 'Cause someone was dying Whenever you're with me, you don't even try I'm comin' around to see you, comin' around to leave you What is the point of hoping when it's already broken? It hurts to let you go and it's worse to hold on But I know that I'll be better when you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone When you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone Said I know that I'll be better when you're gone

(Any last words?) Uh (D-Roc) That's a hunnid, girl (Hunnid), did that money flow? I was broke before, woah, woah Put up with that shit with her, I don't really know She like my foreign car, Rolls, Mr. Froze Pull up all white, lookin' like I caught the holy ghost Baby, this a Cullinan, this is not no Ghost (Ghost) She told me that she like me, and say I'm her ghost (Ghost) Woah, woah, woah, woah, I just sing to you I got too much fluid, I'm drippin' when I come through it, woah, woah Swerve in the foreign, that's a Rolls, woah And that bitch cocaine snow She the same color, bankroll rainbow (bankroll) She want me to come up with it She don't care about if my money run out Tryna bang me something Heard he say my name, he stuntin' I can't wait until the day wе burn him And the Nawf was home Broad day, I go through the window, comin' out that housе with somethin' Baby, I was broke Now I don't know a hot summer I don't know a cold winter (I don't know) My desire adapted with my money I just did it again, I just stepped on 'em (On it, I'm on 'em) I got them hunnids from way back then Put on that jersey, on back, it say "Kemp" Swerve in that 'Burban with burners on him I had to wire a fifty to her I got them gunners on top of the rim Know that they all gon' dunk on something, dump at somethin' Slide in the Maybach, stuntin', countin' up big rack hunnids, oh-oh I shoot the gun at them niggas They already know how I'm comin' I got the M&Ms Versace, my nigga'nem I wanna take me a jet out to London (Oh, oh) Carat the diamond and everyone pointers And you niggas ain't on nothin', yeah That's a hunnid, girl (Hunnid), did that money flow? I was broke before, woah, woah Put up with that shit with her, I don't really know She like my foreign car, Rolls, Mr. Froze Pull up all white, lookin' like I caught the holy ghost Baby, this a Cullinan, this is not no Ghost (Ghost) She told me that she like me, and say I'm her ghost (Ghost) Woah, woah, woah, woah, I just sing to you I got too much fluid, I'm drippin' when I come through it, woah, woah Swerve in the foreign, that's a Rolls, woah And that bitch cocaine snow She the same color, bankroll rainbow (bankroll) She want me to come up with it She don't care about if my money run out

Tatted up, I'm gassed up I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south This that southern playalistic Willie smokin' whiskey sippin' Southern like my momma's kitchen Gravy biscuit, fried chicken Backroads I'm still trippin' Wood wheel I'm still grippin' Stand strong no ass kissin' Ol' school ass whippin' Come from the bottom nothin' is a problem Say get 'em I got 'em, I promise My roots are blue collar Them boys from the holler Do anything that they can just for a dollar Pitbulls in the yard, broken down cars I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm high" I pull up trailer park pimpin' With a double-wide dime 'Cause I'm a son of the dirty south Got to trippin' Mama washin' out my dirty mouth And pickin' switches I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on Tatted up, I'm gassed up I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south (Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south) I'm from a place where they mix rock, country and hip hop Somewhere between Hank, Three 6 and Kid Rock Johnny Cash, all black, this that old school flavor Sippin' somethin' rippin' more lines than notebook paper Outlaw spirit, my middle finger stuck up again Bad boy, we all know good women love troubled men Got that music cranked loud we won't turn shit down Peaceful people but believe it we gon' burn shit down 'Cause I'm a son of the dirty south Got to trippin' Mama washin' out my dirty mouth And pickin' switches I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on Tatted up, I'm gassed up I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south You know some folks won't change We stand for the flag and kneel to pray It's the land of the free because of the brave From the cradle to the grave We're made in the USA Yeah, I'm a son of the dirty south Got to trippin' Mama washin' out my dirty mouth And pickin' switches I'm a hell raisin' rebel that you better never tread on Gun-totin', drinkin', smokin' hoss that you can bet on Tatted up, I'm gassed up I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south

Oh, this is the life I need Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Ayy I don't know what you might think But this is the life I chose And this is the life for me, 'cause, baby, I'm a thug Thugged out, I'm thugged out, I'm thugged out Lil' baby, I'm a thug, I'm thugged out, no drugs now I'm thugged out, lil' baby, I'm a thug Come in the booth and bring me some liquor Turned up on the trap with a young nigga, yeah, yeah Your nigga young, nigga, what? Hold up, beg your pardon? Bitch, I've been thuggin' ever, ever since Gifford Gardens I've been the hardest, I'ma go that way regardless Young nigga world the right way and all my niggas heartless We aim that pistol at whoever say it's envy We some real niggas, we got fans, but we ain't friendly Give me them Benjis, bitch, give me them racks Give me the Benjamins, give me them racks Fucked that lil' bitch inside her white Giuseppe, uh, uh, them match Her fleece in her shoes, I just got some all-pink Timberlands for you, ah I don't know what you might think (when I'm thuggin', baby) But this is the life I chose And this is the life for me, (been in love with thuggin', baby) 'Cause, baby, I'm a thug (I'm only happy when I'm thuggin', baby) oh, so you can't get no love Baby, baby, Free Melly, baby, baby Free Melly, I'm in the same old boat I'ma need some dope, I slide the C.O. a note I got a few niggas who hidin' in PC 'Cause they already knowin' it's up when they see me Speakin' sign language to my brother Told him to make me another cutter, my mind in the gutter I ain't no slime, but I fuck with YNW Thugged out the greater, caught 11 hundred cases I can't guarantee you safety, 'cause shit could go down, baby Yeah, I'm a thug, shootout by the club Niggas be knowin' what's up, I write this sniper shit in blood Talkin' 'bout met a SIS, sayin' I'm gettin' niggas styled in prison Keepin' it real with niggas behind the fences Don't know 'bout you, this how I'm livin', no I be tryin' to blitz even on the visit floor Yeah, they call me Kodak, this ain't no image, though My thug just ride the wave, he had them people scared to be 'round us This the only life for me, so I don't care what the hell you think 'bout it 'Cause, baby, I'm a thug I don't know what you might think But this is the life I chose And this is the life for me, 'cause, baby, I'm a thug Thugged out, I'm thugged out, I'm thugged out Lil' baby, I'm a thug, I'm thugged out, no drugs now I'm thugged out, lil' baby, I'm a thug

Miksu Macloud, was für'n Beat! Zu viele tun auf Member, doch wo ist die Ware? Samra, Loco Member, kommen von der Straße Wir machen, was wir woll'n, guck, wir bring'n Skandale Die beiden wieder Suff, wieder voll Randale Gauner in Berlin, suchen Mashkal (po-po-po-pow) Der Block ist aggressiv, guck auf die Vorwahl (flex, flex) Stimmung negativ, kalter Asphalt (boo, boo) Denn Gauner in Berlin, suchen Asphalt (Negro) Samra, guck, mein Bruder, er ist echt, Negro (flex) Lucio, Loco Member, ich bin echt, Negro (Gang, Gang) Gang, wir sind auf Jacky nicht auf Flex, Negro (flex) Berlin-City, alle Brüder echt, Negro (flex, flex) Puto, 030, geb' mir Jacky plus Red Bull (flex, flex) Guck, der Loco fühlt sich wohl Wieder Hublot nur gestohl'n (po-po-po-pow) Nero, werde besser, ah, ich bin für den Scheiß gebor'n Meine Seele längst verlor'n Doch ich geh' den Weg nach vorn (boo, boo, boo) Zu viele tun auf Member, doch wo ist die Ware? Samra, Loco Member, kommen von der Straße Wir machen, was wir woll'n, guck, wir bring'n Skandale Die beiden wieder Suff, wieder voll Randale Rrah, weil wir real sind, ya salame Loco, gib mir Wodka, gib mir Hennessy Rrah, ich bin ein gottverdammter Enemy Loco, weil wir real sind, ya salame Ich komm' in den Raum, alle Augen sind auf mich gerichtet (oof) Weit und breit keine Seele hier, die mich vernichtet (pa-pa) Rrah, Lak, ich bin Vato auf Kommando (wah) Lucio holt mich ab, im Ferrari oder Lambo (Lambo) Rase durch die Schnellstraßen, der Bulle stellt Fragen Keine Zeit, Cataleya will ein'n Pelz tragen Frisch geduscht, Klappmesser in der Calvin Klein Lichterfelde, forty-five, wir werden Helden sein Im Jogginganzug von Prada Braun gebrannt und die Augen so wie Lava Ja, ich bin so Tony Montana (Tony), Copacabana Ich und mein Negro, Jacky und Sigara Zu viele tun auf Member, doch wo ist die Ware? Samra, Loco Member, kommen von der Straße Wir machen, was wir woll'n, guck, wir bringen Skandale Die beiden wieder Suff, wieder voll Randale Rrah, weil wir real sind, ya salame Loco, gib mir Wodka, gib mir Hennessy Rrah, ich bin ein gottverdammter Enemy Loco, weil wir real sind, ya salame Zu viele tun auf Member, doch wo ist die Ware? Samra, Loco Member, kommen von der Straße Wir machen, was wir woll'n, guck, wir bringen Skandale Die beiden wieder Suff, wieder voll Randale Rrah, weil wir real sind, ya salame Loco, gib mir Wodka, gib mir Hennessy Rrah, ich bin ein gottverdammter Enemy Loco, weil wir real sind, ya salame Rrah, weil wir real sind, ya salame Loco, gib mir Wodka, gib mir Hennessy Rrah, ich bin ein gottverdammter Enemy Loco, weil wir real sind, ya salame

C'est une chanson Qui nous ressemble Toi, tu m'aimais Et je t'aimais Nous vivions tous Les deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais Moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare Ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement Sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment (and the falling leaves) Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit (drifting by the window) Et la mer efface sur le sable (the autumn leaves) Les pas des amants désunis (of red and gold) Mais la vie sépare Ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement Sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis