Hay Que Caer
A: Because I got it like that, uh huh
Because I got it like that, wooh, uh huh
Because I got it like that
G: Like how?
A: Like that
Verse 1: Afrika, Mike G
Dancin' on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second time
After that, I guarantee
You will be standing next to me
Left or right side, take your pick
But girl, you've got to make it quick
Baby, baby, baby
I know I drive you crazy
It's Better This Way
Answers can come too late
And time is not one to wait
I no longer believe
Feelings of deep despair
I tell myself I don't care
It wasn't meant to be
Maybe it's better this way
Maybe it's better than the games we used to play
Maybe it's better this way
Won't give in to fear of falling
When I hear tomorrow calling
If I should fee the need
You know that my heart must bleed
I will not touch that phone
And maybe I'll mourn my loss
But after the caring stops
Desire turns to stone
Pride has taken hold of me
I must escape this apathy
And should wake to deep regret, I'd suffer
'Cos I stand alone
And if there was any doubt
That this was the one way out
I'd never let you go
Tomorrow's calling, tomorrow's calling
My fear of falling - don't be afraid
Tomorrow's calling