Grubson - Biba

1. From early morning I have a strange feeling
That will cap the evening, Heather is preparing us,
Arria-rriba! Good spree, I guess it libation,
Maybe some day I will spear, added to the furnace.
The positive vibration, oh is going to happen,
I feel my body is, well, but for now is not enough.
I wonder whether the spree burn, no will or not?

Sure, now you listen to me.
I had the same thing in the morning, as I get out of bed,
I could not se it I took a deep puff
And suddenly specters, and here I see the Mona Lisa
He tells me that it will razzle-dazzle, and I was like what? Fish
I'm sorry dear, but you're not true,
Maybe many of you pulls you look like a living,
But it does not you are and what you do you say?

"Oh, tonight you'll be the whore,
We will see how you can be stoned,
I promise to not get home quickly. "

Sure, I'm not scared at all, what you threatening me?
I can do at the beginning of me plum?
What did you throw me? It is better to wash off the makeup,
I then wiped his face, and the rest is already familiar with.

Ref: Nothing heard, nothing can be seen
But it sure would be "some razzle-dazzle!"
Nothing heard, nothing can be seen
But it sure would be "such a spree!"

2. That once I go, do not fly in the clouds,
I am a decent guy, I do not do anything in the pack
Well, maybe many consider me as lame,
But I'm not a beggar, for today I do not lack the fleet.
Fact is, I go to the store armed Haytham,
I'm looking for, pick, pick, I have bought a harrow,
So laden with lost bro
Now we move to another seat reservation.
One, two, to the base of a square,
And you see how one and the other mad
Trained to, and not factory
There is a variant of that failure occurs.
But do not take this into account at all,
I'm not a boor, with a bro drink, inflammation.
Learn to do because I know that spree is severe,

I also know this level of, you better leave the funk
I got a sms, the event is turning,
They ask if we have time, if we desire.
What are we going right? We will first

Level of course you would, we would like a fool poets

Ref: Nothing heard, nothing can be seen
But it sure would be "some razzle-dazzle!"
Nothing heard, nothing can be seen
But it sure would be "good a spree!" x2


3. Everything goes according to plan, with no cap,
There is music, there are women homies and stimulants.
Selekta people at the party got under way,
"Aw c'mon level of even the instrumental half."
A bit of heat here, but we somehow do the trick
May the hell did not, because we get drunk
Bach, Bach to the glass, bam, bam, gone,
Crunch, crunch in mind, please need a stretcher.
Oh God, she was right homie specters,
How am I going to get home?
The ground under our feet disappears, the ground under our feet
He disappeared, disappeared people were left alone.
What can I do about it, we like a lot to drink,
I can not catch, I need a nail to nail

Ref: Nothing heard,
nothing can be seen
ended today as the razzle-dazzle!
Nothing heard,
nothing can be seen
Tomorrow will probably be better spree!
Have something going on,
something already seen,
Tomorrow will probably be a good spree!