Por el dia alguien con quien no vivir Por las noches alguien con quien no dormir La tristeza en el bolsillo y la careta de carton esperando a que
Yeah L-O-X nigga It don't stop It keep goin, and goin, and goin, and goin Motherfuckers [Styles Paniro] You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's
Yeah, L O X, nigga It don't stop Keep goin and goin' and goin and goin' Motherfuckers You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's the truth If I get
God rest ye merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Saviour Was born upon this day; To save us all from Satan's power When we were
Busta Rhymes and Angie Martinez Sippin on martinis Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit
Say, hey! Hear the sound of the falling rain Coming down like an Armageddon flame The shame, the ones who died without a name Hear the dogs howling
Wake up, the house is on fire And the cat's caught in the dryer Philosophy's a liar when Your home is your headstone Icon is the last chance for hope
I'm sorry I didn't have more to say Maybe I coulda changed your fate You were so misunderstood You coulda been anything you wanted to It's a sad vacation
Wake up, months have changed, have fucked me up I've got the breaks, I've got the breaks Your laughter takes me from disaster to tears All washed away
Come on boys let's go to the fair See the funny sights and the cool night air Grasshopper kissing the old black crow Road hog red do the dose-ee-doe
Holiday Celebrate Holiday Celebrate If we took a holiday Took some time to celebrate Just one day out of life It would be, it would be so nice Everybody
I know a girl who?s obsessed with a guy She talks for hours and still tomorrow She?ll call again and when he thinks that this could be the end She calls
Na na na na na, Woah oh, Na na na na Na na na na na, Woah oh, na na na I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care
Summertime's here but it's been so long It's been a long cold winter, I'm so glad it's gone Come on baby, don't have no fear School is passed through
V A C A T I O N in the summer sun Put away the books, we're out of school The weather's warm but we'll play it cool We're on vacation, havin' lots of
Sunday morning the kids are playing in the street Lookin' for pennies in the cracks of the concrete And I'm looking down at them while I'm sittin' on
Summer fun, work is over Let your hair down, invade the beach town Crystal Lake, where we like to play Me and my baby, oh, our private getaway One on
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday It's something I thinks worthwhile If the puppet makes you smile If not then