the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's
: Mi cuerpo pide oye oye mi cuerpo pide salsa y con este ritmo vamos a bailar oye mi cuerpo pide salsa y con este ritmo no quiero parar oye que estas
: Curioso destino Que aun me separa De mi tierra adorada Que no veo desde nina No puedo olvidar Eres parte de mi Te quiero ver feliz Un Mar de recuerdos
: [Lawyer:] Your honor, I would like to call my first witness to the stand. All the way from East L.A., your honor, Pablo Diablo. [Pablo:] Hey! Guantana
When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world
Destiny, destiny protect me from the world Destiny, hold my hand, protect me from the world Here we are with our running and confusion And I don't see
You are the sun and moon and stars are you And I could never run away from you You try at working out chaotic things And why should I believe myself
In my mind And nailed into my heels All the time Killing what I feel And everything I touch (All wrapped up in cotton wool) (All wrapped up and sugar
He's bitter and twisted He knows what he wants He wants to be loved And he wants to belong He wants you to listen He wants us to weep And he was a stupid
I can't afford to breathe in this town Nowhere to sit without a gun in my hand Hooked back up to the cathode ray I'm better off dead I'm better off dead
Soul destroyed with clever toys for little boys It's inevitable, inevitable, it's a soul destroyed You're free until you drop You're free until you've
Been thinking about you Your records are here Your eyes are on my wall Your teeth are over there But I'm still no one And you're my star What do you care
And the wise men say, "I don't want to hear your voice" And the thin men say, "I don't want to hear your voice" And they're cursing me, and they won't
Please forget the words that I just blurted out It wasn't me, it was my strange and creeping doubt It keeps rattling my cage And there's nothing in this
I never wanted anything but this I worked hard, tried hard I ran around in domestic bliss I fought hard, died hard Every time you're running out of here
I feel better, I feel better now you've gone I got better, I got better, I got strong I feel better, I feel better now there's nothing wrong I got better
another member (Aiyyo tell 'em that we not gon' be playin) Or should I say members of the hip-hop community (I'll blaze 'em niggaz) Petey Pablo, a new
number one Ay, man, what's up? This Dominique from shady Oaks Trailer Park What's up Dominique? I wanna hear that song from Lil Jon and Petey Pablo