CANCIÓN DEL DÍA: Runaway

Buenas a todosssssssss!!!! Ea, ya estamos a 3 de enero!!! Ya mismo se acaba lo bueno... =(

Pero bueno, lo mejor es no pensar en ello y disfrutar lo poco que nos queda que ahora viene lo chungo: VOLVER A LA RUTINA, como os dije ayer. Me hizo gracia el otro día una amiga diciendo que ya sabía que iba a tener el síndrome postvacacional (a ver si no lo cojo yo que entonces... chungo lo tenemos! XDDD)

Canción del día: Runaway de Kanye West (y Pusha T, que no sé quién es XDDD)

Kanye West es un personaje alrededor del cual siempre gira la polémica: cuando no es porque siempre se rumorea que es gay, sino sale en medio de una entrega de premios avergonzando a Taylor Swift (que no sé que es más vergonzoso, si salir pa interrumpir un premio pa la niña esta, o el simple hecho de darle un premio a ella porque vaya tela... XDDD), y lo úrtimo ya es que circula por ahí una foto de su chorra (confirmado por él y todo vamos...)

Pero bueno, aquí estamos pa hablar de música. Su último disco se titula "My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy" (que ya para reavivar mas la polémica lo iba a llamar "Good Ass Job" ¿hace falta traducirlo? =Z)

Total, que él disco tenia (atención): 5 portadas (la de la bailarina, una cara con muchas bocas que no sé lo que significará, un rey que se parece a él atravesado por una espada, una corona y una espada y, la más polémica, un casquete entre un súcubo y no sé si un demonio o algo que se parece al propio Kanye) y según muchos medios es el mejor disco del año, si quereis oír un poco sólo teneis que ver la versión ampliada del video que os enseño hoy que está aquí

Y ya está por hoy. Ved el video y comentais que os parece la relación Kanye-mujerextrañaextraterrestrepájaro! ^^



And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can

She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at

And I always find, yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway I'm about to get crazy, then runaway
Use the thug plan, runaway as fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway, I'm about to get crazy
Why can't she just runaway?

Baby I got a plan, runaway as fast as you can

24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it
Now pick your next move
You could leave or live with it

Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off
Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, ha, ha
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over Mai Tai's, waitress, top it off

Ho's like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty ho's in the baller-nigger matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich and tasteless, P

Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me

I guess you knew another vantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'ma manage
If one day you just up and leave

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can