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(Ed MottaRonaldo Bastos) Se vai ficar sempre Pra sempre ao meu lado Serei feliz Como eu fui ao sonhar Voc pra mim L Voc pra mim sempre Pra sempre ao meu lado Um sonho bom Que me fez acordar (E me revelou O...

Se voce voltar pra mim Juro para sempre ser arlequim E brincar o carnaval Viver com uma fantasia real Sou um triste pierrot mal-amado Mestre-sala desacompanhado Um bufao no salao a cantar Colombina, hey! Seja...

Spend a little time standin' on the front lines And you really can't talk at all Your mind begins to wonder Is there any love at all? The photographs you took Yeah there was somethin' in their eyes Every saint...

Mia x hook: We can tear this bitch up, how you won't do it How you won't bring it, nigga step to me We can tear this bitch up, how you won't do it, How you won't bring, nigga step to me, We can tear this bitch up,...

[ verse 1 ] I got somethin for sucker mc's Rhymes so dope that niggas wanna buy ki's But I don't sell weight, I sell hits Druggin your mind with em one at a time I hit em up with a couple of bars I'm breakin mc's up...

(Ed Motta/Marcelo Yuca/Pedro Luis/Kassim) Birinaite a vontade bom encontrar de novo voce Toda comunidade danca pra se sentir melhor Tudo esta dizendo, que o desejo esta no ar Sei que a vida engana pode queimar Poder...

Yo, I know you know a hoe You might know a few This jam is about two Skeezy, sleazy, peasy, low down (hoedown) This is the hoedown (hoedown) (hoedown) (hoe) (hoe) (hoedown) (hoedown) [ verse 1 ] Lucy, I...

(Chorus - 8x) Lets take it to the battlefield To the battlefield [Big Ed] Don't talk that mess on whack You could turn around and catch a slug in your back Battle rap, say dog I ain't down that That went out with LL...

Chorus 2x: "lyrics somebody want lyrics (yea yea) Somebody want lyrics" -- krs-one Verse one: Here I go the lyrical specialist with the perscription I give you the leagal drug addiction, nonfiction I got the...

I feel so bad I've got a worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind on Blue Bayou Saving nickels and saving dimes working till the sun don't shine Looking forward to happier times on Blue...

Por quanto e porque Que se faz merecer Ao seu bel prazer Poder mais, convencer SГі pra ter ou pra aparecer Sem cuidar ou sem se importar ArtifГ­cio incapaz Indolente e inconsistente JГЎ parei de jogar NГЈo quero mais...

Words & Music by Ed Bruce and Phil O'Donnell Second day of third grade, Three Oaks Elementary She sat in the first row, I was all the way across the room It might as well have been the far side of the moon I had to...

Uhh Que miragem Trinca pra mim Acho que Г© esse o lugar. Uhh que Bobagem virei errado virei errado voltei pro mesmo lugar. Enfim a foto pra guardar, mas cadГЄ o tal lugar? vira aqui, dobra lГЎ, onde estГЎ? preciso...

Em setembro Se Venus me ajudar Vira alguem Eu sou de Virgem E so de imaginar Me da vertigem Minha pedra e ametista Minha cor, o amarelo Mas sou sincero Necessito ir Urgente ao dentista Tenho alma de artista...

[Featuring Mystikal, Silkk] nigga, and we don't give a fuck if you don't give a fuck then we don't give a fuck if you don't give a fuck then we don't give a fuck you got a problem with us we'll shoot this bitch...

Brooklyn, new york, flatbush to be specific Is the topic of the composition, so people, if it Offends, I recommend you get off, you soft tush Come down, come around to the bush, the bush Live in the bush, flatbush, that...

Next stop, I'm waiting for the train Next stop, just looking in the rain Next stop, wishing you goodbye Next stop, tears in your eyes 'Till next time, oooh 'Till next time, oooh 35, isn't the same as it used to be,...

[mia x] See niggas be screamin tru like it's the new thing to do. But tru is the way of life nigga. This ain't no motherfucking fad. Mama mia, big ed, master p, c-murder, mister silkk the shocker. First family, mr...

(Ed MottaRonaldo Bastos) Rir nunca mais A iluso que vai durar pra sempre Nunca mais Sol nunca mais O que era febril a chuva vem molhar Foi bom sonhar Mas acordei ao som dos pesadelos E do jazz Sim, foi demais...

(Ed Motta/Chico Amaral) Tudo passa e nada De voce passar aqui Outras pernas Nos enganam por ai Versos sao Fios submersos Em ascensao Vem pro sol quente Vem e tente o perdao Perche tu sei l'unico Amore Luna e cera Perche...