eyes I've got a lifetime of things to say So softly spoken from within So listen, close to the silence There are voices on the wind So listen close to the silence
Tradução: Llama. Cerca de El Silencio.
my eyes I've got a lifetime of things to say So softly spoken from within So listen, close to the silence There are voices on the wind So listen close to the silence
: How many days since we've spoken How many times have you tried To mount the pieces of my broke-broken heart Don't tell me everythings over Don't take
estoy dentro de las sombras) When you kiss the earth Angel of your mind I'm blowing Dentro de tus suegos mas profundos Yo te oigo me llamas Tus miedos
Inside the life of the greatest, it?ll take you through something real Get a smack in your face, ?cause I hurt up, trauma-tize, llama Bust shells, destroy
the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya" Bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna People
the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasing, tell that paper, ?Look, I?m right behind ya? Bitch, real G?s move in silence like lasagna People
t even hear it comin, cuz it sounds like spit *spit* *spit* It sound like spit Now what sound like this, but a pound in my hit Silencer on the battle,
I hear you, so don't you say another word Now here you are standing there crushing yourself I'll near you, but my eyes see a different world Here you
Keep your lips up, Hold your tongue, Glimpes of hatered, Eclipse the sun. As you worship me, What you love. Yes I try now, to ignore. Stare at
support for loyalty at large Answers are few, questions open ended conflict nearby, the pressure is rising Violence closing in on the inhabitants Silence
know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya" Bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna
your review Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your Mom, fuck your Mom's Mama Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Daili Llama Fuck the rain forest, fuck a
verse sound nice when they flyin' hooks Now im blowin' weed-o in Beverly Hills Some bad free hoes in the Montreal Next year it's the new Hummer Stash box with the llama
, it'll take you through somethin' real Get a smack in your face 'cause I hurt up, trauma-tize, llama Bust shells, destroy yet tryna prevent violence
