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[Chorus]
Destroyed by MTV
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen
To sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Verse 1]
Hey TV child look into my eyes
Here by intervention I want your attention
Promotion boy in a suit and tie
He wants you to use it
You’re too shot to loose it
It’s pumping down the cable
Like never seen before
A cola (condom) manufacturer is sponsoring the war
Here comes the news with love from me to you

[Chorus]
Destroyed by ABC
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen
To sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Verse 2]
Turn on the tube
Hits you with the groove
Advertizing music
We want you to choose it
These teeth are white trainers ultra bright
This band is perfect just don’t scratch the surface
We covered all the angles
The survey people said
Just put us on the cover we’ll be smiling anyway
This video was made with love to you

[Chorus]
Destroyed by BBC
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen to
Sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Chorus]
Destroyed by MTV
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen to
Sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Chorus]
Dialate your mind [x3]
Got to give it to me
Got to listen to me
Got to give in to me
Now I’m on the
I try……

This karma’s a bitch, I want to exist with no consequence
(with no consequence)

Throughout my whole life people would talk shit to me
Tell me who I am and tell me who I ought to be
I’m coming up now and they don’t mean shit to me
Accept for the fire they fuel deep inside of me
(from these flames I exist)

Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life
Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life

(God dammit man)
(I grow tired of this karmic dance)
(I grow tired, I grow tired)

My inner voice says tolerance is the greatest gift
Hard to tolerate when you really don’t give a shit
I pray for the day I can say that I love them all
If I’m real about love then I have to forgive them all
(for the shit that they did)

Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life
Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life
(God dammit man)
(I’m tired of this karmic dance)
(I grow tired, I grow tired)

But how my gonna front like I’m not responsible
How my gonna act like I am a victim here
I create my life i create the circumstance
I will work everday to escape this karmic dance
(cuz this karma’s a bitch)

Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life
Throughout my whole Li-Li-Li-Life
(This karma’s a bitch)
(God dammit man)
(I’m tired of this karmic dance)
(I grow tired, I grow tired)
(This karma’s a bitch, I want to exist with no consequence)

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m a renegade
Baby, you’re a firestorm
Move your body close to mine
We can dance into the dawn
I can see we’re getting late
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
And I could lose a year of sleep
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Verse]
Shoot me straight into my heart
We don’t have to take it slow
Love me like we’re out of time
Easy come and easy go
Cut me deep into the bone
You’re my perfect getaway
I am right where I belong
We got more than words can say

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m a renegade
Baby, you’re a firestorm
Move your body close to mine
We can dance into the dawn
I can see we’re getting late
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
And I could lose a year of sleep
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Post-Chorus]
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m a renegade
Baby, you’re a firestorm
Move your body close to mine
We can dance into the dawn
I can see we’re getting late
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
And I could lose a year of sleep
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Verse]
Shoot me straight into my heart
We don’t have to take it slow
Love me like we’re out of time
Easy come and easy go
Cut me deep into the bone
You’re my perfect getaway
I am right where I belong
We got more than words can say

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m a renegade
Baby, you’re a firestorm
Move your body close to mine
We can dance into the dawn
I can see we’re getting late
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
And I could lose a year of sleep
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Post-Chorus]
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight
The way you, the way you, the way you look tonight

[Verse 1]
The deals we made to shake things up
And the rights that they abused
Might just fuck us over
But the doors won’t shut
Until they’re sure there’s nothing left to use
Someone’s taking over
Threw it away, but now I say
It’s time to hand it over

[Verse 2]
The joke’s worn thin, the king stepped in
Now we’ll see who is who
Look who’s bending over
But the stars weren’t wrong, the time felt right
We both knew it was true
The smart ones exit early
And the rest hope for a shoulder

[Verse 3]
If we lose our touch, it won’t mean much
If everyone’s confused
Which door do we open?
It’s the same old trick, they played their hand
Now there’s one thing to left to do

[Chorus 1]
This time (Hand it over)
It’s yours and it’s mine (Hand it over)
One thing on my mind (Hand it over)
It’s rightfully mine (Hand it over)
In the dark (Hand it over)
What’s yours is mine (Hand it over)
Mm, make it right (Hand it over)
And give me what’s mine (Hand it over)

[Chorus 2]
Oh, this time (Hand it over)
It’s yours and mine (Hand it over)
Hey, it’s time to hand it over
Just give me what’s mine (Hand it over)
Mm, anytime (Hand it over)
It’s yours and it’s mine (Hand it over)
Oh, I need time (Hand it over)
No, no, it’s rightfully mine (Hand it over)
Oh, anytime

[Intro]
¡Aahh!
Con Light G (con Light G, con Light G, con Light G)
¡Aahh!
Mezclando lo’ efectos
Bregando, bre-bre…

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Verso 1]
Te vo’a decir una cosa, pero calla’o (shh)
Me gusta el dinero fácil, aunque difícil me lo he gana’o
Ya tengo diez años en esto, soy un viejo, en la liga proba’o
Joseo con intelecto, aunque me tengan investiga’o
Cuatro burros que le meto casi semanal
Son ocho cada dos semanas ready pa’ flipear
Cuatro más a la carga por tercera vez
Y treinta y cinco por cada uno cuando llega el mes

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Verso 2]
‘Tate tranquilo, tranquilo
Tú sabes qué pasa si jodes conmigo
Ando con mi pistolón
Por si acaso uno de tu corillo se me guilla ‘e cabrón
‘Toy pa’ lo mío, pana mío dame banda
Yo no ando solo, jangueo con los que mandan
La connect que tengo nunca se me enfanga
La droga mía en tu barrio tiene demanda

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Outro]
(Con Light G, con Light G, con Light G)
Austin, baby
Taste the Light GM flavor
Arcángel pa’
Directamente desde Las Calma suite
(This got one from the fresh shit)
Alright
Recuerden que cuando ustedes se estaban metiendo al agua
Ya yo me estaba secando