2001 (feat. TAICHU)
Ill Quentin
2001 (feat. TAICHU)
(Ey, KURI, slow down, boy)
Soon know the timeless lost
And he's in love with her
Said he wants to, let it be true
What you got for me? Pains like chain
Icy winter, baby we hate to say
What you got for me? Love in the face
Death in the water like drowning with my sorrows
Like a damn prisoner serving time
For the damn pain of not seeing my girl, nor her cat
Nor feeling her bed that no longer burns me
I'm getting sick trying not to think of you
I already loved you and it was a sin, ah
I showed you what art is
I bleed silk, I'm not a killer
I have street cred, dressed in Fila, not Versace, yeah
Who here wears Versace?
And if I cry and burn for being my life
I make them shut up, she deprives me
Time to kiss her, eh (time to kiss her)
What the hell is the point of loving me?
I'm running, not moving, burning like lava
And if I bite you, let it be real, look me in the eyes
And if you bite me, let it be real, not like last time
When weeks passed and you didn't call me anymore
Death in the water and I'm not talking about poetry
I'm talking about 2001, when mom didn't eat
When your best friend moved in on your girl
When you opened the door to the last way out
Death in the water and I'm not talking about poetry
Death in the water, a God and my first name
Death in the water, cobalt and agony
Death in the water in Buenos Aires, cold night
I bleed silk, I'm not a killer
I have street cred, dressed in Fila, not Versace, yeah
Who here wears Versace?
And if I cry and burn for being my life
I make them shut up, she deprives me
Time to kiss her, yeah