Si tA? te vas no se quA© hacer, A?quA© harAa sin ti? A?QuA© pasara con todo aquello que te di? Mi corazA?n cerrA? la puerta tras de ti Y ya no hay llave
I'm enamoured of you Ooh... My condition is chronic Ooh... I'm enamoured of you Ooh... My condition is chronic Oooohh...(x2) Ooh... I'm enamoured of you Ooh... My condition is chronic
Can we get a motherfuckin moment of silence, for the small chronic break? A-hah, niggaz be brown-nosing these hoes and shit. Takin bitches out to eat
We got the chronic We got the chronic We got the chronic We got the chronic We got the chronic [chorus] We come through with a gang of smoke (man
Ich fahr' kein Jaguar, das kann ich mir nicht leiten Habe keine Koksprobleme, find' mich so schon am geilsten Meine Casio Uhr, ist genauer als 'ne Rolex
That crazy ass nigga'z back In da muthafickin' hizz-ouse The notorious Compton G, D R E On the solo tip, fuck da muthafoes What up Dre, yeah Droppin' chronic
Cannabis Sativa or in the heart of LA known as the cronic Not to be confused with the bionic Even though it does cost six million dollars Man, understand
know) Girl, you gotta let me know (Let it show) Girl, you gotta let it show (Let me know) Every minute, every second, every hour (Let it show) (Chronic on the inside) Chronic
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you come in cold your covered in blood there all so happy you've arrived the doctor cuts your cord and hands it to your mom she sets you free into this
Turn it up Yo, when I roll you know the cats be out So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out I call in from the pen to try to see what that be '
Turn it up [huddy combs] Yo, when I roll you know the cats be out So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out I call in from the pen to try to see
to the past Thousands of men put away in isolation Suffered from the chronic infection Infection, infection, infection Chronic infection, chronic infection Chronic infection, chronic
You're the element of surprise that none of us were prepared for The dead body behind the curtain that we couldn't help but stare towards This afternoon
(Chorus) Lines in my face are becoming more apparent I stare with the same eyes as my mom?s parent People I can be scared with are the ones to cherish
I must apologize for not participating in symmetry But it's been such a struggle to win entry to this industry Put simplistically it sickens me for my
there's the door here's the cup, but the table has no fork in the road One picture in a charm could slit your fist or kiss your toad It all depends on
It's like taking your medicine Admitting the relevance of every experience You're thanking the elements in all their appearances Isn't life just the clearest
