03 - Armando Alducin - Principios de liderazgo espiritual - Parte 1

Venció

Al que es Digno

BLOWN BACK FEAT 83HADES

Plena Que Se Pega

Medley Coritos (Merengue)

Llegó El Matutino (Merengue)

Lyrics:
Walked in the shop, blood splattered jus a lot.
I've seen their eyes pop, yeah the room got very hot.
Knocked him out, take em out, we in our place.
Man I am so dangerous, you can't see my damn face.
Whoa, too many monsters, they're like some bugs.
You see me laying flat like a rug.
While you drink my blood like a mug.
Pointy wings gave me uppercut.
Ayy, toting that mask with the ash on the back.
It's so black that I'm fading away in the track.
He bested me, chested me, I got competitive.
Right in the bed, got me thinking bout relatives.
Changing my missing, I'm back on my mission.
I'm making it business, the lettuce is finished.
Still, bitch, I am kicking, you kissing your shitty boss.
You sucking his balls for the fame and clout.
Then you gon get it down.
I remember when I was 10, influenced by many grounds.
They keep on falling harder like they're deon.
Tryna get with you, I'm tryna lean on.
Stand on my cash, I'm built like a giant.
See the sky, many stars are colliding.
Couldn't count em, too much, I ain't lying.
They getting muted, can't hear allat crying.
This is a riot, people on earth dying.
Then we see them souls flying.
Every day, it's just always the violence.
Everyday, i see their blood be burning.
While my music smoking up like a furnace.
Escape the mountain, my soul won’t be down quick.
They be so mounted, look at them folks.
Shit, i’m so groovy, mixing that smoothie.
Feel like i’m melody, get you woke.
There’s blood everywhere, i’m such a damn menace.
After slamming him hard til he a dead man.
Get you crushed up like a roach, i must be always in yo damn head.

Hello, little jits.
I know you feel this shit.
I don’t care one bit.
Still gon keep up my shit.
Oh no, jason, don’t kill me.
Oh no, jason, don’t kill me.
Oh no, jason, don’t kill me.
Oh no, jason, don’t kill me.

jason interlude (prod. PANDEMXNIUM)

Lyrics:
Okay, like, stuck in that booth like I'm stuck in that mint.
Boy, you sweating, your skin liquid fall out yo pants.
If you turning into fake, best believe, I'll leave that land.
And that bursting big worm in yo ear can hit your head.
I popped my shit, and I'll do it again.
Making you dropout like it's school.
I dare you to make me, it won't work.
Fuck all that, I'm here, you a fool.
I step in, made them drool.
So introvert that I don't say a clue.
Watch me trip, it's lot of room.
Developed feelings of my own goon.
Them niggas quiet, oh them niggas silent.
I might be feeding you beans like a giant.
Niggas wan' hate, they mad they not climbing.
Red opp got popped, the thing broke his eyes quick.
Packs in my pocket, you know how I lock it.
I still cannot hear the shit that you talking.
Demon want smoke, get bagged like a market.
You are so new to me, I've been here the longest.
She is a blonde, undressed like barbie.
I'm in the cut, my fit like a sharpie.
They all krazy, they try to be gnarly.
They being krazy right in the party.
They throwing shots like madea.
I am a eater, like I'm a munch.
Get it crunched like its teeth.
Doing too much, I cannot end me.
Watch how the opp's teeth pop out.
Fuckin him up like it's gay sex.
Talk on the internet, you better log out.
Bitch, I'ma damage the whole big mess.
Them sheets fly like a eagle.
Clear in my skin like I'm so albino.
Got all these chips, not talking bout cheetos.
Nigga, you capping, them threats is so weak bro.
Nigga, you pussy, I cannot be beefing.
I'm just cooking up, bring the beef in.
St Louis drill? You might gon be beaten.
I be on clouds, seeing these angels beating.
Point of the game, fuck you talking bout "teaming".
You is that mad, you is probably reaching.
Talking all that, bitch, what was the reason?
Ain't made me live, bitch, yo old ass is bleeding.
Ain't made me live, bitch, you don't need no seasons.
That nigga jumped me, bitched for reasons.
Hated that nigga, tried bringing my feet in.
Now look, ima forgive that lil demon.
That nigga big, that nigga acting so fake.
Looked like a nerd, he looked like a snake.
Tasting my dick like you're tasting some cake.
Beat up my ass like that nigga so lame.
Now look, I forgive the ways that I've came.
All of them days were so fucking lame.
Yeah i came evil, now I am not.
Prayed to the King, yeah I done that alot.
If they all fake, we walk away.
Yeah she lit, I can see it in her face.
Lift that wait, feel that in my veins.
You getting weight, that app in yo lanes.
Took a lil time, now I'm gon be awake.
Yeah my ego's gon be up in that range.

EGOSYSTEM (prod. Prodbyrdo)

AWAY

Michael Pratts - Pa' Atrás

 Sé que nuestro Padre Dios está en el cielo, listo esperando por encontrar un hijo con oídos listos para escuchar su canto. A Dios le encanta la música, él la invento, y él busca a sus hijos para cantarles al oído su canción. ¿Cómo es la canción que Dios canta?
 
Predicación del 2 de Enero de 2011 en el Auditorio de la Iglesia El Lugar de Su Presencia - Bogotá - Colombia Henry Pabón.

La canción de Dios - Henry Pabón - 2 Enero 2011

San Mateo

114 El reino realizado - Mateo 17:1-9

EGOSYSTEM (prod. Prodbyrdo)

SELFMXDEBLESS

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