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"Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!" out now - download on iTunes http://smarturl.it/TooWeird

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LYRICS
Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark
No one knows it's you Miss Jackson
Found another victim
But no one's ever gonna find Miss Jackson 

You put a sour little flavor in my mouth now
You move in circles hoping no one's gonna find out
But we're so lucky, 
Kiss the ring and let 'em bow down
Looking for the time of your life

A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud,
A face like heaven catching lighting in your nightgown,
But back away from the water, babe, you might drown- 
The party isn't over tonight

He-eyy
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
He-eyy
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway
I love her anyway 
I love her anyway
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?
Are you nasty?
I love her anyway 

Ohhhh
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Ohhhh
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway

Way down 'til the fire finally dies out 
You've got 'em wrapped around your finger
Watch 'em fall down 
There's something beautiful and tragic in the fall out-
Let me say it one more time
(tragic in the fall out) 

He-eyy
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
He-eyy
Out the back door, Goddamn
But I love her anyway
I love her anyway 
I love her anyway 
Out the back door but
I love her anyway

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?
Are you nasty?
I love her anyway

Ohhhh
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Ohhhh
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway

Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark
No one knows it's you Miss Jackson
Found another victim
But no one's ever gonna find Miss Jackson 

I love her anyway 

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?

Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Miss Jackson
Are you nasty?
Are you nasty
I love her anyway 

Ohhhh
When will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Ohhhh
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway

Miss Jackson

Miss Jackson (feat. LOLO)

LYRICS:
[Verse 1:]
I remember being young and so brave
I knew what I needed
I was spending all my nights and days laid back day dreaming
Look at me I’m a big girl now, said I'm gon' do something
Told the world I would paint this town
Now bitches I run this

[Pre-Chorus:]
Cause I put it down like that, put down like that
And I’m making all these racks all these racks
And I’m moving round like that round like that
When I do it I don’t look back, don’t look back

[Hook:]
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I can be bad if I want
I can do wrong if I want
I can live fast if I want
I can go slow all night long
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want

[Verse 2:]
They love the way I walk
‘Cause I walk with a vengeance
And they listen to me when I talk ’cause I ain’t pretending
It took a while, now I understand just where I’m goin'
I know the world and I know who I am, It's 'bout time I show it

[Pre-Chorus]

[Hook]:
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I can be bad if I want
I can say what I want
I can live fast if I want
I can go slow all night long
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want

[Bridge:]
I'm a grown woman, so I know how to ride it
I'm a grown woman, and I'm so erotic
I'm a grown woman, put down I'm so excited
I'm a grown woman, look at my body
Ain't no fun, if a girl can't have none
You really wanna know how I got it like that
Cause I got a cute face and my booty so fat
Go girl, She got that bomb, that bomb
That girl, will get whatever she want's.
That girl, she got that tight, that tight
Them boys, will do whatever what she likes

[Outro x8: Beyonce]
I’m a grown woman
I can do whatever I want

Beyoncé - Grown Woman

Amnesia Invocada

Papel (Versión acustica)

Bipolar Visceral

La Misma Distracción

Fácil Decirlo

Bandeja De Plata

La Betonada

Iniciando Transmisión...

Gritarte

Nube/Segundo

Si Me Ves

De Que Sirve

FINALE
Out everywhere now.
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Finale

iTunes

Madeon - Finale

Incluida en el disco ¨HOMBRE BALA 2010¨

Mi cura, mi enfermedad ( radio edit )

4th Single off 'Based On A T.R.U. Story' Produced By DJ Mustard
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2 Chainz "I'm Different"

Querido Loco

Track n.5 del disco ¨Primer Tomo¨ de la agrupación A.L.Ó.

389/420/Nygma/Liper.

Autodidactas - Primer Tomo Aló

Track 3 de 'La Fiesta del Rey Drama'
Descarga el disco completo aquí: 

'Estoy Afuera, Sal' 

Es difícil recobrar mi caminar
sabiendo que no voy a volverte a tocar
si miro hacia atrás y veo tu sonrisa atada en mis sábanas
Veo que quieres jugar
a quien extraña menos, quien extraña más
quien va a a perder la compostura primero y va a llamar
sólo para saludar y tal vez un cómo estás

Es imposible llegar a pensar que todo esto fue un error
y veo que quieres jugar
a quien extraña menos, quien extraña más
quien va a perder la compostura primero y va a llamar
sólo para saludar y, con suerte, un estoy afuera sal

Autor: Armando Añez.
Producido y mezclado por Héctor Castillo.

@americania
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Estoy Afuera, Sal

Track 10 de 'La Fiesta del Rey Drama'
Descarga el disco completo aquí: 

'Cuídame' 

Es raro tener que pensar que no te tengo 
Es raro tener que vivir sin tus besos
Atrévete a entender lo que entiendo
Atrévete a escuchar lo que sueño

No me taladres que no soy de piedra
y no conviertas mi agua en tu niebla
Aprenderé a separar lo que siento
y a no pensar que por eso miento

Mírame y cuídame
No estoy bien, abrázame
Mírame y cuídame
No estoy bien, protégeme

Comenzaré a manejar la sorpresa
Intentaré no comer mi cabeza

Autor: Italo A. Pizzolante
Producido y mezclado por Héctor Castillo.

@americania
www.americania.com.ve