: Picture... Rush. Story...Hush Got the picture got the rush Got the story got the hush Got the joker Got the flush Got the choker Got the crush Picture
: IT'S A THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE IT'S A THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE IT'S FIVE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND YOU'RE JUST GETTING IN YOU
: All the stories have been told Of kings and days of old, But there's no England now. All the wars that were won and lost Somehow don't seem to matter
: Speak up My ears are growing weary I?ll sing this song to the end And watch the waves crash over me Not too much to overcome with enough time to turn
: A mia volta mi fido del mondo non ti dico le botte che prendo Non c'e modo di starsene fuori da cio che lo rende tremendo e stupendo. La canzone
: May I have your attention please May I have your attention please! Will the real Slim Santa please stand up, I repeat Will the real Slim Santa please
: Dig man ma name iz slim, u kno wt im sayin, ma momma name me charles, but da ppl call me slim, & u kno i been on diz Kush&OJ,&, itz a wicked thang
It's a thin line between love and hate It's a thin line between love and hate It's five o'clock in the mornin' and you're just gettin' in You knock on
May I have your attention please Will the Reals Slim Shady plese stand up I repeat, Will the real slim shady please standup Were gonna have a problem
Sometimes in my bed at night I curse the dark and a pray for light And sometimes, the light's no consolation Blinded by a memory Afraid of what it might
Fresh out of the salon and I just got my hair done Niggas tryin' ta holla at me but I told them move along 'Cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
The hands of time have spoken for the chosen ones cold steel glistens in the dawning sun; (It's) destiny and claidemaugh that embraces me All here to
Me basta el sol, si en tu mirada se refleja y viene a mi Me basta el dia si es contigo y soy feliz Me basta el silencio cuando es tuyo y significa
Hoy en tu cumpleaños podría, no sé, conseguirte media tonelada de flores, siete miradas distintas, quinientos besos de sabores, un
Te veo tomando cafe Como desde hace tantos anos Y me resulta inevitable Decirte que te amo. Que se me antoja recordar El juego que hemos olvidado Que
Lo pude mirar en tus ojos ayer, estabas tan lejos, no habia que decirlo, tu prisa era un ave queriendo volver y dejar cielo atras los ratos vividos.
Te he venido suponiendo en todos los di??as que me faltan tal cual si, pudiera verlos como son. Si??lo quiero resumirte que al principio te pensaba que