@Joaking said:
eso me paso a mi el otro dia, puse joaking y empezaron a salir cosas mias xD
Gracias por responderme, tambien salia un tuto de link, ese de firma avanzada xD.
Joaking, pongas lo k pongas, pones firmas a solas, y t salen de las nuestras xD
Bueno no esta mal, no me gusta mucho pork el color, el marron nunca me gusta mucho para las firmas, y es verdad, keda un poco vacia a la derecha, pero esta bien.
La font, yo ubiera descargao la de harry potter, y ubiera puesto esa xD.
Pero esta bien, salu2
Pues mira, me dio por mirar firmas, y puse joaking por mirAr si salian las de joaking y
¿porke salen nuestras firmas, avatares en google?
Eminem 8 mile Sometimes i just feel like, quittin i still might
Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes i wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But i'm still white, sometimes i just hate life
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Great then i falls, my insides crawl
And i clam up (wham) i just slam shut
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
Just been stripped, i have just been vicked
So i must then get, off the bus then slip
Man fuck this shit yo, i'm goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as i run back to this 8 mile road
[chorus]
I'm a man, i'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
Once i'm over these tracks man i'ma never look back
(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin
Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps i'm makin my own
Only way that i know how to escape from this 8 mile road
[eminem]
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move asap
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish i could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But i keep runnin from somethin i never wanted so bad!
Sometimes i get upset, cause i ain't blew up yet
It's like i grew up, but i ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man, i'm just tryin to do what's best
And i try, sit alone and i cry
Yo i won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That i don't pray to the sky, please i'm beggin you god
Please don't let me be bitchin holdin no regular job
Yo i hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo i'm tellin you dawg i'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never too far
But yo i gotta get out there, the only way i know
And i'ma be back for you, the second that i blow
On everything i own, i'll make it on my own
Off to work i go, back to this 8 mile road
[chorus]
[eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real mc
Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet i'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve mc's in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must i show, to bust my flow
Where must i go, who must i know
Or am i just another crab in the bucket
Cause i ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it
Maybe i need a new outlet, i'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little skeptical who i hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
If the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing i don't want
Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes i feel like i'm just bein pulled apart
I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes i feel like a robot, sometimes i just know not
What i'm doin i just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that i don't got
But i've learned, it's time for me to u-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no fallin no next time i meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all i need is the courage
Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird
Then i turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile road.
Eminem Criminal A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questionsA lot of people think
that.. what I say on recordsor what I talk about on a record,
that I actually do in real lifeor that I believe in itOr if I say that,
I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do itor
that I believe in itWell, shit.. if you believe thatthen I'll kill youYou
know why?Cuz I'm aCRIMINALCRIMINALYou god damn
rightI'm a CRIMINALYeah, I'm a CRIMINAL[Eminem]My words are like a dagger with a jagged edgeThat'll stab you in the headwhether you're a fag or lezOr the
homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vestPants or dress - hate fags?
The answer's "yes"Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobicStarin at my jeans,
watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of emThey belong in my scrotum,
you'll never get hold of emHey, it's me, VersaceWhoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mailGet it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many records you expectin to sellafter your second LP sends you directly to jail?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay menRight, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs JesusHeal this child, help us destroy these demonsOh,
and please send me a brand new carand a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospitalPreacher preacher,
fifth grade teacherYou can't reach me,
my mom can't neitherYou can't teach me a goddamn thing causeI watch TV,
and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin each Marchwith a brand new cd for these fuckin retardsDuhhh,
and to think, it's just little ol' meMr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave[Chorus]
Eminem (repeat 2X)I'm a CRIMINALCuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think
it's a crimeto tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINALbut I don't gotta say
a word, I just flip emthe birdand keep goin, I don't take shit from no one[Eminem]My mother did drugs -
tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speedThe baby came out - disfigured,
ligaments indeedIt was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as sheDon't dare
make fun of that baby cause that baby was meI'm a CRIMINAL -
an animal caged who turned crazedBut how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot tallerMy dick shrunk smaller,
but my balls got largerI drink malt liquor to fuck you up quickerthan you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word
...My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex
in his Oval Office on top of his deskOff of his own employee
Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid meYou can't miss me,
I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointyI'm the bad guy who
makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughsAs long as it ain't happened to himSlim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em-inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's inReplacin the doctor
cause Dre couldn't make it todayHe's a little under the weather,
so I'm takin his place(Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an
AK to his faceDon't make me kill him too and spray his brains
all over the placeI told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away
Eminem Lose Yourself Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
to seize everything you ever wanted
One moment
would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
there'ss vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
he's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
he's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
the clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
oh, there goes rabbit, he choked
hes so mad, but he wont give up that
is he? no
he wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
it dont matter, hes dope
he knows that, but hes broke
hes so stacked that he knows
when he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
back to the lab again yo
this whole rap shit
he better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him
Hook:
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
you own it, you better never let it go
you only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
this opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
this world is mine for the taking
make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
a normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortar
it only grows harder, only grows hotter
he blows us all over these hoes is all on him
coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter
lonely roads, god only knows
hes grown farther from home, hes no father
he goes home and barely knows his own daughter
but hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His bosses dont want him no mo, hes cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
he nose dove and sold nada
so the soap opera is told and unfolds
i suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
da da dum da dum da da
Hook
No more games, ima change what you call rage
tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
i was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
i been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
but i kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
all the pain inside amplified by the fact
that i cant get by with my 9 to 5
and i cant provide the right type of life for my family
cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
and its no movie, theres no mekhi phifer, this is my life
and these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
see dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
baby mama drama screamin on and
too much for me to wanna
stay in one spot, another jam or not
has gotten me to the point, i'm like a snail
i've got to formulate a plot fore i end up in jail or shot
success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not
mom, i love you, but this trail has got to go
i cannot grow old in salems lot
so here i go is my shot.
feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that i got
Hook
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
Eminem Beautiful I'm just so fucking depressed
i just cant seem to get out this slump
if i could just get over this hump but
i need something to pull me out this dump
i took my bruises took my lumps fell down and i got right back up
but i need that spark to get psyched
back up and in order for me to pick the mic back up
i dont know how or why or when I ended up this position im in
I'm started to feel dissin again so i decided just to pick this pen
up and try to make an attempt to vent but i just cant admit
or come to grips the fact that i may be done
with rap I need a new outlet
and i know some shits so hard to swallow but
i cant just sit back and wallow
in my own sorrow but i know one fact ill
be one tough act to follow
one tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow
here today gone tomorrow
but you'd have to walk a thousand miles
[Chorus]
in my shoes, just to see
what its like, to be me
ill be you, lets trade shoes
just to see what id be like
to feel your pain, you feel mine
go inside eachothers minds
just to see what we'd find
look at shit through eachothers eyes
it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
[Eminem]
I think im starting to lose my sense
of humor everythings so tense and gloom
i almost fee like i gotta check the temperature of the room
just as soon as i walk in I'ts like all eyes on me
i try to avoid any contact
cuz if i do that then it opens the door for conversation
like i want that
im not looking for extra attention i just want
to be just like you
blend in with the rest of the room maybe just
point me to the closest restroom
i dont need no fucking man servant tryin ta follow
me around and try to wipe my ass
laugh at every single joke i crack and half of
them aint even funny like hahhhhh
"marshall your so funny man you should be a comedian god damn"
unfortunately i am i just hide behind the tears of a clown
so why dont you all sit downn
listen to the tale that im about to tell
hell we dont gotta trade our shoes
and you dont gotta walk no thousand miles
Chorus:
in my shoes, just to see
what its like, to be me
ill be you, lets trade shoes
just to see what id be like
to feel your pain, you feel mine
go inside eachothers minds
just to see what we'd find
look at shit through eachothers eyes
it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to youuuuu
[Eminem]
nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands we're dealt
we gotta take these cards ourselves and flip em dont expect no help
now i could have either just stayed at home sit on my ass and pissed and moaned
or take this situation with which im placed
in and get up and kick my own
i was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
and sat on the porch and hope and prayed for a
dad to show up who never did
i just wanted to fit in in every single place every school i went
i dreamed of being that cool kid even if it meant acting stupid
and edna always told me keep making that face
and it'll get stuck like that
meanwhile im just standing there holding
my tongue trynwa twalk like dwis
then i stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
i learned my lesson then cuz
i wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
but i already told you my whole life story not
just based on my description
cuz where you see it from where your sittin
its probably 110% different
i guess we would have to walk a mile in eachother
shoes at least
what size you wear? i wear tens lets see if you can fit your feet
Chorus:
in my shoes, just to see
what its like, to be me
ill be you, lets trade shoes
just to see what itd be like
to feel your pain, you feel mine
go inside eachothers minds
just to see what we'd find
look at shit through eachothers eyes
it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
so
it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
they can all get fucked just stay true to you
so em:
yeah
to my babies
stay strong
daddy will be home soon
and to the rest of the world
god gave you shoes to fit you
so put em on and wear them
be yourself man
be proud of who you are
and even if it sounds corny
dont ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautiful
Eminem Hip-Hop Songs for the bump, songs for the street
Niggas know the kinda tone when I'm on the beat
'cause if the rumbababum all in ya Jeep
These people know what I do with the empty seat
[Bizarre]
Hip Hop hip that's the way of life
Ya think ya nice? Then go grab the mic
Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
Grabbed a pen and pad and startin' to jot somethin'
Always told myself, that I would never be losin'
Man I ain't had no hood, my mother was always movin' (damn!)
From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit
Goddamn mama, what's the point?
So I would go in my room, and pack my little bags
Jump in the truck, with my step dad
When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger
Got a little older metaphors got stronger
And me my rap partner wasn't seein' eye to eye
So we picked up and started a group with some other guys
This is Hip Hop, Hip man I won't stop
Yo Big Boi (what up?), gimme a beat box
Hip Hop Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Chorus
[Bizarre]
From the Hip Hop Shop to Maurice Malone
10 years later, I'm still in the zone
7 Mile off Runyon where a star was born
United we stand, divided we swore
And hell yeah, I lived in my car
Bitch I was homeless I would have slept in a jar
And Dirty Management, I wish y'all the best
But me and my niggas we had to do what's best
To lose the mess
All the taxes and accounts
Checks started to bounce we couldn't buy a ounce
And now that we platinum, they diss our name
Like we won't go to the car and get them thangs
And beef, sometimes you don't have a choice
To the fight with Whitey Ford to the beef with Royce
To the Ja Rules, Benzinos and the niggas in the club
To the E-Dubs and niggas that you ain't heard of
And man, I don't know how to use a gun
But I'll learn quick if the fuckin' beef come
Hip Hop Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Chorus
[Eminem]
Man I thought this was supposed to be hip hop hip hop
I'd rather be fishin' in flip flops flip flops
Or cross over to country like Kid Rock did, I
can't see no country singers beefin' over some guitar riff
That Willie Nelson lifted from Bob Seger
When I was younger I was so eager to have a gun
I would do the same, I couldn't wait to get to the shooting range
Me and my man goofy Gary would just try to let off some steaaaammmmm
Motherfuckers laughin' 'cause I couldn't aim
So I pulled the fuckin' target closer and just shoot the thang
I used to have this theory, keep 3 bullets in the gun
It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan
For each bullet if you got no CCW license
I tried to apply for one, they said it'd take 5-6 months
What the fuck am I supposed to do mean time when rivals come
Hide that son of a bitch in the glove box or inside the trunk
Now, back to what my 3 bullet theory was
I'm triple platinum I ain't tryna catch no murder one
Figured I'd shoot to wound probably miss with at least one
But them other two gon' fuck his shoulder and his knee cap up
Them I'ma say self defense how come I had the gun
Was because I was at the range on the way back from
This dude approached me on some bullshit
I get a year from each bullet at the most as opposed to havin' a full clip in that
That was my idiotic logic it was basically for safety
But it gave me power and it made me crazy
And psychotic I just got retarded, once I got up and gotta
It was empty the night I got caught with it
What the fuck man I thought this was supposed to be...
Hip Hop Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Chorus
Eminem Here We Go Girl I think you just might of tried to pull a
motherfuckin' fast one; I'm mad
You just hurt my goddamn feeling and that was the last
one I had
Does this look like an arcade, tryna play games, see
this saw blade
See this silhouette of a stalker in your walkway, better
cooperate
Or get suateed and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
MC's get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle
when I walk by
Call stuntin' on that ass like a fuckin' fall guy
I don't gas my Mercedes at the mid man, I treat it like
a
Cuz it will turn into a gremlin, and run over kids, women
and men
Vrnn Vrnn, motor so big you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch gimme them digits while you cringin'
Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin will I spend spend
Even ten cents on you since when
Did you think it'll cost me a pretty penny
Shiit, if I think a penny's pretty, just imagine how
beautiful a quarter is to me
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, catch an eskimo by his toe
While he's tryna roll a snowball
But, don't make him lose his cool, if he hollers better
let him go y'all!
[Chorus]
Do you love me?
Now here we go, go go!
[Verse 2]
Get up baby, get a move on, like a U-Haul
You can rack your brain like pool balls
Who woulda ever think of this shit, yeah honey you called?
Well here I come, have a (??) on a beat I reek it
Evil, I see, hear, and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same basket
You can count every motherfuckin' chicken before it hatches
Cuz you can bet your ass that, we gon' get it crackin'
Like the Kraken in Titans when they clashin'
Get your brains bashed in so bad you're gon' have Kurt
Kobain askin'
To autograph a bloodstained napkin
Unfashionable and 'bout as rational as a rash on a fag's
asshole
Now let's take that line run it up the flagpole
With Elton, see if he's cool with it (kh)
Don't stand there and look stupid at me
Bitch I ain't in the mood for this shit
Get my dick Google it, til it pops up
Y'all just so motherfuckin' full of shit that you stopped up
Me I'm always shittin' diarrhea outta mouth
Til your speakers crap out, pfft, huh what?
Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit cigarette
(J-Jrrga what) But you won't get a hot fudge sundae
From me so don't strut my way, slut because...
[Chorus]
Do You love me
Now here we go, go go!
[Verse 3]
And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels
in an uproar
Imma show you why I came so you stop asking me what the
fuck for
Now look you little slut, cunt whore, I know you want more
Bitch it's time to put the fuckin' math back into Mathers
cuz I'm a fuckin' [problem], run boy
Every flow got it mastered, so every last word that you
fuckin' fags heard
Straight from the bitches ass, yeah in other words I'm a
bas(turd)
Lookin' at me like I killed Kenny, gas in the tank, yeah
still plenty
No morals are instilled in me so remorse, I really don't
feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, understandable
Why you're jealous, fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
now can you hoe
"Shady I don't understand your flow", understand my flow
Bitch I flow like Troy (??) hair boy
Don't you dare try to follow or compare boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the fuck outta
my hair boy
You can look, you can stare and point, but you can't touch,
don't you [(??)]
I don't get it man is there a void, all this weak shit,
what am I steroids?
Well bitch I'm back, with some shit for that ass
And your trunk, elephant, [hemorrhoids]
And remember boys...
[Chorus]
Do you love me?
Now here we go, go go!
Thank you for coming out!
Hope you enjoyed the show!
Until next time... haha
Peace!
Eminem Not Afraid I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Yeah, It's been a ride
I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit and
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universe
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh"
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around
But it's time to exercise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, Imma face my demons
I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don't even realize what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef fingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus soley on handling my responsibility's as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn't lift a single shingle lonely
Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
Put a ??? and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Bueno, ire poniendo mas...
Salu2
Fuente: Musica.com
Hola, me podrias pasar unos cuantos renders de halloween???????? esk no encuentro
Porfavor, salu2
Jodeer eso no, eso me imaginaba k lo sabiais.
teneis k acer formas con letras numeros, tio el xD o el Xp No