alla Fox, i registi di clip. I falliti, i delusi, i depressi, i frustrati. Gli emo riciclati. I gruppi hipster, indie, hardcore, punk, electro-pop. I Cani. I
di Wes Anderson: idiosincratici, piu simpatici di me. E i cattivi non sono cattivi davvero. E i nemici non sono nemici davvero. Ma anche i buoni non
Il Negroni che guardavi dall'alto e mescolavi, a fine giugno maturita e aperitivo a Monti. A casa poi scrivevi i tuoi racconti, sacrificavi i tuoi diciannov
Le coppie si fanno i regali, festeggiano un mese, sei mesi e poi gli anni a cena al Pigneto e poi tornano a casa che al Fish'n'Chips oltretutto c'e fila
fermarunu unu i na banna u cani ranne mentre i caniciaddri i latra menzina guardannusi intra l'uacchi cu odio, ma per u sangu persu i cambi spezzate i ricchie muzzicate i
just would play? Just outside my window I hear the late September dogs And I understand their warning I understand their song Since you've left I feel
] Hot Nix Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks [Yo them same two drivin yo whip fuckin yo bitch] Hold me down son [Yo I hold you
shit I'm doin' me now I'll do you Yo who you? Doc I bomb shit through the conflicts crucial I be da black El Nino, I mean yo I'm supreme like the team
I dream of genie Yo, all I left her was a broken heart And a bunch of lies that I told her And I bounced before the sheets, were warm See, I'm the type
dogs go because of you we all blow Now when I need a hook, who I'm gonna call for I sample your old shit, i don't know these new n-ggas Bout to roll
yah its like that no one one cares cmon here we go... (clue)why do i give a danm when the streets rollin back now why do you give a damn when i aint
even care I wanna go out of my head somewhere I wanna go crazy like the dogs in the yard I wanna cut the rope but it's getting so much harder I think I
importa mai il perch Quante volte ho detto vado via Da una vita che non sento mia Dimmi perch siamo tutti matti Anche io e te come cani e gatti E ci
I'm a good old dog Runnin' down the road Barkin' at the moon Runnin' Wild I'm a good old dog Got nothin' to do with any of you Caress my head, and I'
Welcome to the war; a martyr's challenge Chainsaw brutality tornado strength King of the diamond, king of the grave Lawlessness stains black on whitewashed
her ego Her government name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy Top her with some [Incomprehensible]) and fit her for some twenties (Twenties) Playas hate that I be trickin' like she's all that I
With the old dogs And the young dogs Clap together For a spring You can best Well I'll give it They'll be running fast and free (? ? ? ) Money's never
I see it all, I get it, I promise you I do Your mom walked out on you when you were only two You?ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor