alpiste. Y digo... [Estribillo Esther] Vivir para verlo, este mundo se merece una gripe de cerdos, (ha pasado al infierno),vivir para verlo, este mundo se merece una gripe
Translation: Rita Lee. The Virus Of Love.
Translation: Rita Lee. Flu Love.
, come see me with four eyes Young Grip, I'm a prize, prepare for you demise Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor Nigga this is Coroner Gripsta
I decided Why should I care? 'Cause you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone You, you need to listen I'm startin' to trip, I'm losin' my grip
Looking back to the past, predictions of the end Unseen ultra violet rays are beating on my head Nuclear threat wanna bet will be our demise The day will
Bone Bone Grippin' the grain From the front to the back Can you feel my woofer's bang Comin' down, bumpin', knockin' pictures of tha wall Grippin'
Enter into a new realm a new dimension Pay close attention And witness knowledge born on the microphone For the people that I call my own Remember back
Hey Blake, won't you give us Some of that beep boppin' music? Alright It's called beat boxing It's called beat boxing My name is B-B-Bshorty Grab the
the radio? Grippin? on the bed, look at you grippin? on the bed Grippin? on the, grippin' on the bed I told you girl this you weren't ready for Grip, grip, grip
I wanna jump but I'm afraid I'll fall I wanna holler but the joint's too small Young man rhythm's got a hold of me too I got the rockin' pneumonia and
I ever did was play some rock 'n' roll But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself Suffering
PETERWhat's the buzz? Tell me what's happening. PETER and APOSTLESWhat's the buzz? Tell me what's a-happening. Hang on, Lord, We're going to fight for
JESUS Judas, must you betray me with a kiss? PETER What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening. (Repeat a few times) PETER AND APOSTLES What's
I wanna jump but I'm afraid I'll fall I wanna holler but the joint's too small Young man rhythm's got a hold on me too I got the rockin' pneumonia and
I grab your sack and give a pinch, Your penis shrinks to just one inch; Your balls turn blue, And, into goo; And then explodes a horrid stench.
The course set for complete oppression An explosive destination Fast forward ahead into time Technology metamorphasizing Beware, beware imposed serfdom
