C I N T H Y A L O R E N A V A R G A S.


You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway Now I see that motherfucker writing' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,Thirty D bra, Fuck those haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck, You little punk, You little fucking disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm, Boulevard, Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillac’s- we never go far, And when you see us motherfuckers ,better know who we are .I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate,
Motherfuckers who don't know what, You better watch what you say. From these industry fucks,
To these faggot ass punks, You don't know what it takes, To get this motherfucking truck. I’m already loud maybe,
It? s a little too late, Johny's taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate, Cause I am good motherfucker and there's a price to pay, Yeah, I am a good motherfucker and its judgment day!
I'm getting used to this nuisance, And all the fags who bad mouth this music, It's fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this, You cowards can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it.


miércoles, 27 de enero de 2010



I know what you’re thinkin’ We were goin’ down

I can feel the sinkin’ But then I came around
And everyone I’ve loved before Flashed before my eyes
And nothin’ mattered anymore I looked into the sky
Well we all want something better than We wish for something new
Well we all want something beautiful
Wish for something true Been lookin’ for a reason and
Something to lose.
I know what you’re thinkin’We were goin’ down
I can feel the sinkin’But then I came around
And everyone I’ve loved beforeFlashed before my eyes
And nothin’ mattered anymoreI looked into the sky

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