Lyrics:
Danza My Girl
Danza my girl, danza my girl esto se baila recotao en la pared esa la frase de Jey Da Polemic y dice así danza my girl, danza my girl
veces quien va a ganar escucho al polemic te traen ritmoneitor con esencia y mérito y digo y digo 1, 2, 3
Porque ellos juegan a matar a mandar y
Blue Skies
Give me a break I'm tired of polemics
All this politics an religion's fight
Give me some music
I want some fun, to unwind
Under the blue
No Competencia
Suena el Guachopa del Jey da Polemic ritmo
Que le escucha el sol academi no competencia en
Territorio venezolano todo el mundo
Why you talk so loud?
Why you talk so?
Why you talk so loud?
Why you talk so?
Passing grammatical mistakes
Totally wrecked and polemic in
Don’t turn around
What do you expect?
There is no turning back
All that shit is polemic, and the world is going mad
What do you expect?
There is no
failing.
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;
suck and sate, forces of fate.
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit,
the sea
What a mess
Cosmetic - polemic
Distinguished by relics
Destructive aesthetic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous
Tú Estás Diciendo
Jey da polemic te lo trae man
Para que pueda captar su mensaje
Yo te quiero brindar yo no soy quien
Para hablarte de la realidad
to be in style
In free society art is not
A weapon and it does
Not belong to the spheres
Of polemic and ideology
The highest duty of the writer,
and I are friends, not some polemic
To be puzzled over, listened
They set my wings so randomly
When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus
I'll
polemic
To be puzzled over, listened
They set my wings so randomly
When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus
I'll find you, some way
You are such
The corporation must keep growing, profits never slowing
All the while knowing, there's no end
To wealth thinking, its carcinogenic
Beyond polemic
the gang gang
Yes were so clever
We kick it
Y'all literally need a gumshoe
To catch us
And I could spit polemics
So I couldn't lack choice words
I done heard
a billionaire cheesin'
High on Twitter, snortin' rocks and bein' polemic
Suckin' money out like blood, you're feelin' anemic
You're fatigued without a sum
just tryna do the same for myself in this polemic
Cos' love is highest, lightest of them all
I might be onto something
Budding a love within, won't slow
No matter the polemics
You ask me about
My answer to you will
Be a punch in your mouth
There's always an idiot dictating
What I morally should do
This is a bullet for the dead god
Outmoded and sick
A dirty polemic for an old fraud
Running out of new tricks
Live from my father's debris
Alienated
on a track like aluminum bats
Or skillfully duly arranged in polemics that'll crush in a nucleated bum's rush
To cut you subtle, redoubling the trouble,
and offered all I’ve got
But I can’t foresee where the polemic stops
It’s the blood that fuels my guitar (x4)
It’s the blood, it’s the blood (repeat to fade)
decisions
And form erroneous opinions
Is ridiculous as believing
The late-night polemics
Of ego-centric and overzealous television presenters
Can bring about
tú promuevas cambios y no lo hagas en tu corazón
Yo no me como el cuento man
Mi nombre es Jey da Polemic y no tengo miedo escénico
Para hablarte de lo
in the pages
Of distant memories
Recreating heroes
With a mold
Rewriting sages
Adding mystery
Following polemic puppet
pantomime shows
Pre-chorus
to London Town
No surprise
It's one big headache
Nobody cares
Year after year
Polemic contracts
Crocodile tears
Tacky souvenirs all the way from London
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