Don't follow and burn the future believing teachings which defend a past conveived to deceive us, to elevate a ruling class we dream with all the love
Tradução: Strike Anywhere. Quinta Estate.
Tradução: El Fifth Estate. Ding Dong la bruja ha muerto.
: Voy dibujando en tu cuerpo siluetas Que me acomodan en ti Cuando no estas me imagino mil cosas Que no se pueden decir Ah Deja que el viento te bane
conozco un abogado que es un buitre de corbata, con un libro a su costado es la ley y esta en barata, es la ley y esta en barata. Y todos viven aqui
: Sono troppe le parole sai per spiegarti i miei perke e nn mi importa se nn capirai io nn sn, io nn sn come te ke mi scontro cn il tuo essere distante
page This is not how I want it to end And I'll never be open again [Sample from "The Trouble With Evan", from the Canadian series "The Fifth Estate".] "...
flare for the dramatics There's some static in the attic {?} hid it looking at it I'm a 'matic, nice to the fifth power son and I'm still at it I was
conozco un abogado que es un buitre de corbata Con un libro a su costado es la ley y esta en barata Es la ley y esta en barata Y todos viven aqui como
I don't know Who you think you are? I don't know What you're doin' here? I don't know What's goin' on here? I don't know How it's supposed to be? I,
touchin' my nose I don't know how she gon' do it but I'm ready to go Club hot, but I wanna go somewhere that's cold AC, king size, on the fifth floor
to walk straight You know the forte, nigga, it's a portrait Or should I say a poor trait? You want to store very short cake Estate, behind the gate,
from Wilson, countin' the mill's I'm talkin' to Andre Harrell with a chauffeur drivin' me around In the green Rolls Royce, parked parallel on Fifth Avenue
luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it They say we're in the last days so I stay with the bottle And stay swingin' for the fifths like its no tomorrow
year You know I ass kick with no practice Any joint I'm on automatic classic Niggas pay me just to do ad-libs And I move the crowd like I move to Saks Fifth
dough, plenty mo you think I booked a hundred shows, i'm selling dope. I'm into wishin rolling kushin sippin lean and burnin piff, you gotta fifth I gotta
My niggas won't stop 'til we straight, select bigger gates We won't stop until we buyin' estate, yo Pull out them burners and front, where I'm from Better
