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Blu (Shandon)

Ho una voglia repressa dall'instabilità
Ma prevale l'istinto non la lucidità
Non so come combattere questa avidità
Conquistare qualcosa che non mi basterà
Ma sognare non è no,non credere
E mi sembra impossibile placare da me
Questa sete che è sabbia e non capisco perchè
Più ne sputo e più ingoio una fine non ha
Vado avanti e mi accorgo che mi soffocherà
Ma sognare non è no,non credere che sia inutile
Troppe volte chiedo urlando le risposte che non voglio
Sono pericoloso per la mia società
Una bomba inesplosa non conosce pietà
Ma una luce che sfuma non è una novità
Si consuma godendo e il calore che dà
Sa che non durerà,ma non soffre perchè sa esplodere

Kasparov's Revenge (Lo Fidelity Allstars)

Scraping the skylines with hypnotic observations
Swooping and surfing over lyrical substations
Embrace the flame again and again
Like passion and pain hand in hand with each other.

Sliding, deeper I'm gliding
Shooting.
I am deeper than you.

Bombs wired to my chest I'll lace the building with bugs
Cos you'll always be behind me slip-streaming my buzz
See me rocket off into the ozone layer
Spiralling off into the ether

Slip-streaming our buzz (X4)
Into the ether

Sliding, deeper I'm gliding
Shooting
I am deeper than you

Into the ether

Emotii (Cu Andre) (Parazitii)

'Nu, nu pleca, prima iubire...'

I:
Stau cu acu'-n vene si cu ochii-n geam
Sunt calare pe cantar, nu se vede c-am bagat 1 gram
Trag un fum fix in cap, ma port de-al dracului
Se deruleaza in fatza mea istoria acului.
?? pe tine, esti periculoasa
Deschide-mi usa ca sa borasc in casa
Se invarte tot cu mine, e bine
C-am femei sus pe bloc sa-i trag *** la inaltime.
Toti privirea sus care vor sa vada
O femei cu *** *** sus pe bloc gata sa cada
Tu nu tragi Gogule, sa nu ma minti
Ca ma spal la *** cu periuta ta de dinti.
Azi lansez ideea secolului, sa crestem marijuana in fatza blocului.

:
'Ramai si nu pleca'
Bagi H, nu vrei sa te lasi, bagi marijuana
'Prima iubire a mea
Ce mult te-am asteptat sa vii
Nimic nu ne va desparti.'

II:
'Am incercat sa-ti spun de-atatea ori
Privirea ta imi da fiori'
Zice mintea mea in gandul ei:'Nu-mi gasesc locul'
Hai sa mai fumam un cui, arde l-ar focu'
Timpul trece greu, pe langa timp alerg
Nu mai am directie, important e ca mai merg
Am o *** si trei *** prinse in sutienul tau de baie
Vad desene animate cand te ard la ADN
Dupa ultimele calcule *** un OZN
Decat sa ma duc dintr-o viroza
Mor de supradoza si ma trag in poza
Din locatia 0 transmitem in direct
Un mod exemplar de-a ne chiaunui complet
Puneti mana de la mana sa facem mai multe maini
Parazitii in efect, 'as vrea sa nu te schimbi niciodata
Am nevoie de o dragoste curata
Sentimentele sunt singura realitate
Tu imi dai putere si atunci cand esti departe.

:..

III(x3):
Bagi H, nu vrei sa te lasi, bagi marijuana
Le-ascunzi pe unde vrei sa nu le vada mama
Mama, hai, hai, hai sa-ti zic direct
De cat sa-mi ati venele prefer sa mi-le intep.

Warming Up The Brain Farm (Lo Fidelity Allstars)

Dear God,
The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered.
Despite his newly installed, varnished brain, and being
force-fed gallons of viscous demented liquor, he is
determined to obtain the new drone spiders' trophy.
He dreams of becoming the scorpion who never sweats.
Quite frankly i'm sickened to have this individual infiltrate
my headspace.
He talks of lascivious laughs haunting his every second
as the clock spits, clicks, and time speeds by in the
form of a neon snake.
Massive delusions?
Very probably.
I fear for my safety.
He is as weak as his fellow man.
I am now surrounded by hypocrites, liars, drunks,
clowns, fools, sycophants and the desperate.
I insist we barter with the moon to sell the patients
cohesive lyrical maps in exchange for a vision of the
future.
Stricken with grief, I have no choice but to turn to lethal
toxins
Hardcore Punk Paste.
Allstars takin' over...

Early draft of lyrics taken from Radio 1 Breezeblock DJ set
Dear God,
The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered.
It has of late become apparent, he's driven by lust and
he's as weak as his fellow colleagues.
A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters.
Stricken with grief, he turns to lethal toxins, hardcore
Punk Paste.
Goodbye Lord
Allstars takin over...

Push It To The Limit (Necro)

feat. Jamey Jasta

[Necro]
We'll push it to the limit like a tourniquet crushin' your cranium
Mushin' you, murder you, burnin' you to a crisp live on uranium
Maintainin' sins like Iranians holdin' grenade pins
Blazin' your skin, stomp you with a whole parade of Timbs
Put a gemstar to your flesh pa, the emperor
Of demented sentences with a temper, your mentor
Demonic like Skeletor, Destro, 'Deceps'
Criminal corrupted culprits'll beat you to death
Keep your head up or you'll get your head cut off
Your whole life shut off with a knife, wipe the blood off
My perspective is respect this or expect
To be left With a neck full of stitched up imperfections
'Cause you bitched up, in retrospective your collective
Woulda switched up if you knew what a bunch of sick **s
We are when we get hectic too late, drama, we all up in it
Go all out, push it to the limit

[Chorus 2X: Jamey Jasta]
Push it to the Limit, walk along the razor's edge
Don't look down, just keep your head up till you're finished
Up and up the limit, past the point of no return
Reach the top, but you gotta learn how to keep it

[Necro]
Attack you like an evil gargoyle with swords
Burn you like radiation, leave you a charbroiled corpse
We represent every satanic element, I'm malevolent
Murder you, you're gettin' sent to where the Devil went
If I'm wrong you could be dead right
When you pass you'll be forgotten 'cause I'm rotten like the website


We get ogrish, poisonous like a cobra's kiss
Demonic, like when the last day in October hits
You're miserable, livin' trapped in your bed
You should be clapped in your head 'cause you'd be happier dead
You little pussies get choked to death with a Cotex
You're dying little by little, every second, go check your Rolex
You're not living forever, I'll bet you
How much you wanna put up? For the right price somebody'll dead you
No cushion for lyrics, mushin' you if you're timid
Extreme rap, explicit, we push it to the limit

[Chorus]

[Necro]
You tremble from the brutality
Make you resemble George A. Romero character in reality
Bring your big posse
You'll be a bunch of fertilized faggots, like Versace and Liberace
Get killed in a building, smashing you like Zildjian
cymbals, buckin' you like Brazilian children
Write your will out to your attorney
After a weekend at Bernie's you'll be deceased, dead on a gurney
I rip the beat like the contours of your flesh stripped
As you stare, pump gore, it's a trip
Can't think about food with bullets buried in your belly
But notice bloody flesh looks like blueberry jelly
You're repulsively corrosive
Your mother taught you not to get involved with explosives
Skull opened like Iron Maiden Eddy, kaput, finished
Wanted excitement, you died for it, you pushed it to the limit

Twelve Days of Christmas (Lea Salonga)



On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the eight day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
And then he gave me
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the twelvth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Twelve Drummers Drumming,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

*********************
Note:
I accidentally forgot to change out titles. You should show 2 christmas songs...only one is correct. The other has lyrics to this song The 12 days. Sorry about that.

Show You Love (Jaci Velasquez)

Mark Heimermann

Please forgive me
If I come on too strong
I get a little anxious
When I talk about God's love
Hold me back now
Stop me if I start to preach
¡®Cause I don't want to be the one
To push you out of reach

The way to give love
Is how you live love
That is what I'll do
You cannot fight it
You can't deny it
Love will get to you

CHORUS:
Don't wanna get up in your face
Don't wanna put the pressure on
Don't wanna make you run away
Just wanna show you love
Don't wanna beg you to believe
Don't wanna take you for a ride
Don't wanna sell you anything
Just wanna show you love
Show you love
Just wanna show you love

I won't convince you
With anything I say
But maybe you will see His love
In how it is portrayed
An act of kindness
A loving sacrifice
Simple little things that have
The power to change your life
There's no surprises
And no disguises
Just the blessed truth
No obligation
No complication
Just a gift for you

CHORUS

Love's gonna get you
You know I'm gonna get you

The way to give love
Is how you live love
That is what I'll do
You cannot fight it
You can't deny it
Love will get to you
(Get to you)

CHORUS

Live love
That's how you give love
Live love
That's how you give love


Lyrics ©1998 Fun Attic Music/ASCAP

God So Loved (Jaci Velasquez)

Chris Eaton

CHORUS:
God so loved the world
That He gave His one and only Son
That whosoever believes in Him
Will not perish but have everlasting life

I try so hard to find the words to say
To let you know how great is this God to whom I pray
Nothing can nor ever will compare
To the peace that flows in your soul when he is living there
Oh I know you've been through so much
It's hard to contemplate letting go and reaching out in trust
But I know the simple truth
That love is here for you
So take Him at His word and see what He can do

CHORUS

The promise is yours and mine
Take hold of this love
For the rest of your life

CHORUS

But it's time to take a step of faith
Be prepared for Jesus' love to carry you away

CHORUS

Everlasting life
You loved me
God so loved the world
He gave
He gave
His one and only Son, one and only Son
If you just believe
It will set you free
It will set you free
He loves you so much
He loves you so much
Just believe
Just believe


Lyrics ©1997 SGO Music Pub. Ltd. (adm. by Bug Music, Inc)/BMI

Southern Fried Intro (Ludacris)

[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's around the corner
Cuz the little mother**er has the dopest shows
So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin' subliminal
*Boom boom* cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin' in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be **ed with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum keep on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear what they playin', cuz thru this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin' Tha Peace
C'mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!

Rien De Nouveau (Francis Cabrel)

Elle passe
Sans le regarder, elle passe
Lui ça lui glace le dos
Elle est exactement tout ce qu'il lui faut...
Il lui faut

Elle laisse
Sans même y penser, elle laisse
Traîner comme un lasso
Quelques parfums où il vient se prendre aussitôt
Aussitôt

Il bloque
Les yeux comme des hublots
Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

Il fonce
Il part droit sur elle, il fonce
Comme un lanceur de marteau
Après il jongle avec des cercles et des flambeaux
Des flambeaux

Il parle
Jusqu'à l'asphyxier
Il parle comme Gable à Garbo
Il prend des poses
Comme les danseurs de tango... de tango

Il bloque
Les yeux comme des hublots
En fait... en fait il en fait trop !

Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
Un de nos grands-parents faisait
Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

Et lui il reste
Il reste comme collé au carreau
Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau

Les yeux comme des hublots
Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
Un de nos grands-parents faisait
Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

Il reste
Il reste comme collé au carreau
Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau


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