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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pitbull
Pitbull
Lead Vocals
Danny Mercer
Danny Mercer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Armando C. Perez
Armando C. Perez
Songwriter
Daniel Murcia
Daniel Murcia
Songwriter
James T. Huy
James T. Huy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Mercer
Danny Mercer
Producer
Al Burna
Al Burna
Recording Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sooner or later that spark just disappears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Every time one of us ending up in tears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Is it good that we hurt every day? Is this worth all the pain that we feel inside? Am I too blind to see this is happening to me Outta nowhere, outta nowhere I live the fast life, going nowhere fast I see my past life and politely pass But I'm already planning on doing it big For my life after death, I live my life after death Baby what you think our train is for? That's to properly prepare you for war So I keep you on your toes So you could look out for them friends that are really foes This career try to swallow us Paparazzi try to follow us I'm everything that my mama was Rider, survivor, a mother- fighter Thank god for this rapping - (thank you) Forget the cash and find happiness No more life, that's for the birds I work hard so you never say these words Sooner or later that spark just disappears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Every time one of us ending up in tears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Is it good that we hurt every day? Is this worth all the pain that we feel inside? Am I too blind to see this is happening to me Outta nowhere, outta nowhere The critics going nowhere (nowhere) Thinking that they know me like the Bible, oh hell no But they don't understand me, oh well Snitching is a sport now so please, do tell The world, how I raise hell Yeah, I hit the crown when I skip jail I'm just tryina own teams, beat it playa And dance on the globe like Fred Astaire The world is ours, baby It's just waiting for us so don't be late And we could both aim for the sky And shoot for the stars and call it a day Now you know that I know that we know If the world wants war, cock back and reload A normal life, that's for the birds I work hard, so you never say these words Sooner or later that spark just disappears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Every time one of us ending up in tears Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Is it good that we hurt every day? Is this worth all the pain that we feel inside? Am I too blind to see this is happening to me Outta nowhere, outta nowhere
Writer(s): Daniel Murcia, Armando Christian Perez, James Huy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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