MARLISSE
(Melón
Diesel)
A
fortune in memories,
letters
I´ve kept to read,
but
now I´ve lost it all.
I
wasn´t so sure if the sun
would
come up again,
I
still feel alone.
Now
I can retrace the time
spent
in the playground that
changed
our world.
A
place that forever
will
always remain the sane,
but
never lost.
And
it was you, a sentimental you,
who
opened my mind, to slowly fade away.
Marlisse,
it´s not late, come back to me,
´Cos
all was so perfect then.
I´ll
remember picture dreams,
where
we´re acting wannabees.
We
laughed alone.
I´ve
chased through my mind in ways,
I´ve
never replaced the days, we felt so warm.
You,
my soul inspiration,
in
songs that I wrote for you.
You´re
still the star in all.
Now
everything´s changing,
I´d
spent life pretending that
You´d
never go.
I will
chase you, I will find you.
I
hope I can catch you
And
slowly change my life again. |
IS
THIS IT?
(Melón
Diesel)
Nobody
told me if I wanted to run
too
many people all playing dumb
theres
too much in politics
too
much in greed
it´s
the only thing in this world that I see
Cos
when I grew up, I grew up
what
did I see
people
fighting
what
do they mean.
Nobody
told me what the world had become
all
of the countries are dealing with guns
it´s
all for the power heads
destroy
all the rest
somebody
told me it´d be for the best
But
as I grew up, I grew up
now
what do I see
people
fighting
what
do they mean.
Is
this it, if this is it
tell
me why is this it?
This
is it, is this it?
tell
me why is this it?
Is
this it, if this is it
tell
me why is this it?
This
is it, is this it?
tell
me why is this it? |
SIN
TU AMOR
(The
Ruidos)
Sin tu amor, sin tu amor
ya no se me para el corazón
de latir,
vuelve pronto regresa y
no me hagas sufrir,
que me muero sin bezar tu
cuerpo.
Sin tu amor, sin tu amor
me la paso sentado en la
barra del bar
y entre mas te recuerdo
mas quiero chupar
recordando como son tus
besos.
Pero lo peor de esta pesadilla
es verte en todas partes
todo el día, ay amor.
Sin tu amor
yo no puedo vivir
Sin tu amor
yo no puedo seguir
Sin tu amor
tomo mucha cerveza
Sin tu amor
me duele la cabeza
Sin tu amor
me la paso llorando
Sin tu amor
me la paso tomando
Sin tu amor
tomo mucha cerveza
Sin tu amor, sin tu amor. |
UNDER
THE INFLUENCE
(Eminem)
Translation
Son, you can suck my dick
if you don't like my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote
this, so suck my dick
Two pills I pop 'til my
pupils swell up like 2 pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his
mid-twenties
A young ass man with a trash
can strapped to the back of his ass
Little raps can't shoot
thru his glass pants
I'm like a monkey at night,
fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with 5 little
white Vicodin pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp
in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta
everything I come across in the halls
I'll light a candle and
place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife with a blade,
and stab you with the fuckin' handle
So when you find yourself
wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
It's just too late, cuz
what you hung from the drapes is curtains
I'm an instigator, 380 slug
penetrator
Degrading, creating murders
to kill haters
Accused for every crime
known thru the equator
They knew I did it, for
havin' blood on my gators
My weed'll hit your chest
like a double barrel gauge
I'm a black grenade that'll
blow up in your face
Wit a fifth in me, when
I guzzle Remi, I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say "forgive
me"
I'm snatchin' every penny
It gotta be that way nigga,
face it
That weed I sold to you
brigade pasted
You high and I make the
president get a face lift
Niggas just afraid, handin'
me they bracelets
Chillin' in the lab, wasted
I'm the type that'll drink
Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined, you
get socked right on site
And even at the Million
Man March, we gon' fight
Son, you can suck my dick
if you don't like my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote
this, so suck my dick
Cuz I don't give a fuck
if you don't like my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote
this, so suck my dick
I'm a compulsive liar, set
my preacher on fire
Slash your tires, find Dom,
Finkel and Mya
Plates expired, soon as
I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in the
bed, a barb wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?)
Bitch, can't you read the
flyer?? 'bout a guest, would be Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?)
Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' your bitch in the
ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin'
the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip
(Damn!)
I'm fuckin' anything when
I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost 300 dollars
to get my Pit Bull an abortion
Some bitch asked for my
autograph
I called her a horse, spit
beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was
in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, even
my stinkin' ass mom
Ay-yo, flashback, 2 feets
Too deep up in that ass
crack
We ain't laced with somethin',
nigga pass that
And after that, we only
hang out with hash rats
Had to stop the violence
loudly, I blast gats
Be your momma publishin',
get your ass capped
The Caniver, divide up your
cash stack
Raid your mothafuckin' pockets,
ass half
I don't need a platinum
chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half theif and
half black
Bring your boys and your
guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacked, a rich rapper
get a Jag jack
And found chopped up in
a trash bag
Stranglin' rappers to the
point they can't yell
Cuz they true as fags, sweeter
than bake sales
Reckless, come from behind
and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more
violence than 9 hoodlums
I grapple your adam's apple
until it crackle
Run right past you, turn
around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, cuz I'm a
looney
I got a yuck mouth and it's
polluted
I cock it back then shoot
itI love snatchin' up playas, thugs and young ballas
Shoot up the household,
even the young potnas
Brigade, lyricate to bring
the noise
While the bloods break your
bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doin'
a song with Polo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin'
ah yo yo
I leave ya face leakin'
Run up in church and smack
the preacher while he's preachin'
Take a swing at the deacon
I used to tell cats I sold
weed and weight
I was straight until I got
caught sellin' em shaped
I'm ignorant, with the intent
to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer
camp for havin' sex in my tent
With the superintendent's
daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a con artist since
I was swimmin' in water
In cahoots with this nigga
named Fall Out Von
Who got fired from UPS for
tryin' to send you a bomb (special delivery)
I signed to a local label
for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped
an advancement and run
Ride by you in the rain
while you carry your son
Call your house and hang
up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin'
niggas run up they funds
Used to be the type of nigga
that was full of someone's
'Til I met your fat mama,
now I'm rollin' in dough
Suck my motherfuckin' dick
D-12
Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen
Assed you like a stank slut
bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McBay
The Con Artist
The Caniver
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim Shady. |
