Text ... Latin Pop Song. Male vocal. Lively & festive. Solo trumpet @ 2'50.
Entre dos amores Yo perdi mi corazon Entre dos amores Mi corazon
Entre dos penas Yo soy hueso tuyo Entre dos lagrimas Un trigo vacio Entre dos estacions La que oye y la que ve Entre dos posiciones Es la cana que tiembla Uno por uno,somos dos La copula loca Uno por uno,tu y yo Entre dos carinos Te clave a mis besos Entre dos ojos perdidos No puede caminar Entre dos Esperanzas Nada mas tu calor
Entre dos vidas Un agua silenciosa Uno por uno,somos dos La copula loca Uno por uno tu y yo
Entre dos amores Yo perdi mi razon Entre dos amores Mi corazon
Entre dos penas… Uno por uno …
Gracias amigos Gracias los anos Por esta libertad Bella como la vida Gracias los suenos Gracias los ninos Por esta libertad Bella como la vida
Text ... Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo ...Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo trumpet @ 1'49.
Sal de la playa mi amor que yo te quiero llevar a gozar el nuevo ritmo que hace furor ponte tus zapatitos de charol que toda la noche vamos a gozar del cha-cha-cha
Te tienes que decidir porque la orquesta ya va a comenzar al son de maracas trompeta y bongo musica y dulces palabras de amor, mira y el universo va girando al compas del cha-cha-cha
Cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha
Y bailalo bonito todo meneadito con ese cuerpito aaay!
Text ... Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Warm & sensual. Solo trumpet @ ...Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Warm & sensual. Solo trumpet @ 1'17.
Cuando te vi corazon Que hoy puedo pedir,alma mia En silencio me lego tu amor,acere
Muchas son las palabras Morena,morena Para decir las cosas Morena,morena Muchas son las palabras Morena,morena Me faltaba amor
El amor el amor que sale con la rumba Baila,baila la rumba Baila la morena,baila la rumba bail adora,baila querida
La vida,la vida sigue con Alegria Baila,baila la rumba Morena morena Muchas son las palabras,morena Para decir las cosas,morena Muchas son las palabras,morena Me faltaba amor,morena Llenaré de mi tu alma,morena Con la mirada en alto,morena Llénaré de ti mi alma,morena Me faltaba amor
La vida sigue con Alegria Baila,baila la rumba El amor,el amor que sale con la rumba
Palabras de amor Llenaré de ti mi alma,morena Cuando ceso la lluvia,morena Con la mirada en alto,morena Pronto ceso la lluvia Palabras de amor Morena,morena Pronto ceso la lluvia
Light, carefree & bouncy version of J. Strauss's Blue Danube. ...Light, carefree & bouncy version of J. Strauss's Blue Danube. Accordion, recorders & percussion.
Text ... Bewitching & native Hip-hop. Male vocal & ethnic percussion. BPM 100.
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
(chorus) We leaving in Last Days What you seeing is last days
We leaving in Last Days What you seeing is last days
A generation of lost MC's with no substance in rhymes Telling me I'm hating, need to change with the times. Friends telling me to dumb down lines, we can't find our own identity here in Caroline. If you can't be them, join them, ain't that the saying bro ? No ! I rather bore them with a Ill ass flow.
Take the next man's creative ability for my own jam and smother mines Well I'll be Damned If you want to know how life is check out the music. It's like vinyl siding replace bricks.
Legends who been rhyming now use bullshit to crutch so they're own hands keep they're own career's in a clutch. Radio I listen not much, minds it never touch, only ass and cash Here today and then they gone fast. All you hear is nigga's run up in your home. Tie your fam up and then they taking all that you own.
Steel up in your face like man give it up, but if you broke as they are you still getting shot up. I can't find a J-O-B to feed my family Pray to G-O-D then I grad the M-I-C.
From hurricanes to strong winds and rain To the once promising brother who change to a nigga brain. Petifiles walk around on playgrounds and schools Bobbie trapping kids with candy, but need a blood pool.
Give me a book, some faith, and ah inner look. Bless my soul, I attend rock shows. Man flipped out and killed his coworkers, turn the gun on himself and said he's beyond help. Mother strangled her kids and put them in the trunk. Where's the love at and athletes stay drunk. Gas price sky high I wonder why ? Is it my turn or your turn to die.
Yo out the question I'm the fire that's burning down to the maze God witness cause I see all the last days I'm intelligent wise, I keep it in surprise It ain't my turn, it's your turn to die nigga (repeat)
