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Los Capi

Sin poder tomar decisiA·n sin tener oportunidad victimario de un cazador eres premio para un mortal corran, paren, carguen, tiren gritos, risas que no

I dedicate this one to all the buddha lovers all across the world, all over the globe, from amsterdam to humble county, miami, atlanta, seattle, L.A.,

Rip, staple bite babies!!! I tear heads off babies and lick their soft skull caps Spineless fetus round and supple Suffocated within my duffel Infant

Well this is how it starts Two lovers in the dark On the run, from the one That they called Sheriff Spark Six guns by their side and Bullets around the

well ya never quite forget the first tape you bought mine was naughty by nature back when opp was hot who'd have thought that i could ever turn out this

Her name was Lily his was Todd, she was tall and he was odd And all the other girls said she was too fat for the squad She just wanted friends, he just

Got a ball and a biscuit, a bullet and a triscuit Got your knees bucklin' like a torn up meniscus Got your buddy askin' you man what is this? I can'talk

When I'm just trying to kill time I got my headphones And when I'm waiting in line I got my headphones I try to come up with rhymes Up in my headphones

I need some Valium, Zanex, Percaset, Darvaset Vicodin, Calaudapin, sleeping pills and Niquil I can't sleep yo, and it's driving me mad It's like my eyelids