diciembre 21, 2011

You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit and
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universe

diciembre 13, 2011


Gracias por ser tanto
Gracias por los consejos
Los abrazos, los "Te amo, no estes mal"
GRACIAS POR SER MIS MEJORES AMIGOS



Bianca&Pablo LOS AMO.

diciembre 10, 2011

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diciembre 01, 2011

Bueno, si despeus de tanto contener, viene el llanto
NO AGUANTO MÁS, y la unica forma que veo que no molesta a nadie es Llorar.

 "Nunca des explicaciones. Tus amigos no las necesitan. Tus enemigos no las creen"