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Tradução: Aire. Mensaje Lost.
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: Did you expect it all to stop at the wave of your hand, like the sun's just gonna drop ,if it's night you demand? Well in the dark we're just air,
your dream Of perfect order and everything still I won't fit in I'll bring my chaos along Taking you further Teaching you havoc Taunting the birds To bring you the message
Tu verras le pire Pour trouver le sud Sans perdre le Nord Apres les certitures Au-dela des bords I'm lost but I'm not stranded yet I'm lost but I'm
proceeding my life careless But getting more pussy cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris LA to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares At skateparks and airports all in the air
day didn't go too well. Too many chocolates and cigarettes. I kept thinking of you and almost walking into lamp-posts. Why's it so hot? The air coming
me with another day The knocking message called for my life Sealed the spell of my scrawny body Soil to skin, my next of kin Damp air grasped, stole
ll see you at the resurrection Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy To all my people that lost somebody Da--a, daddy, daddy, daddy Put the lighters in the air
mothafucka Brotha suffer, my Dutch puff as sinister as the Feds Infrared, signin on the glock, splittin ya head Drippin wet from death threat messages
's only light in the air By the time you get this message By the time you get this message By the time you get this message By the time you get this
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x] Now here's a message Liberace may Chocolatate' take em I'ma rock na Playa, nigga fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air
x N9ne 4x) Now here's a message Libedate may Chocolatate' take em I'ma rock na Playa, nigga fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air like this Flash
ne 4x) Now here's a message Liberace may Chocolatate' take 'em I'ma rock na Playa, do the fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air like this
mine Dodging the tech n9ne Now here's the message Liberate me Chocolata tay Imma rock Not play Do the fuck what I say Throw your souls in the air Like
la lumiere I'M LOST Pole hallucine I'M LOST Pour courir ventre a terre I'M LOST Brouillard et fumee I'M LOST Consommer consumer I'M LOST Recracher de l'air I'M LOST
Or dabble in the hood like fly weights Lock and load in the range with rock the globe Made any aim possible Til the leadbelly lost control In the hold
