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Lyrics

I Love Dream World (Dream)

Sun sun taiyou wa dare nimo kagayaku yo
Bokura no mirai ni nani ga totsu no kana
Paradise !?
Kokkyou no nai sekai chizu o hiroge
Jiyuu na ashita o souzou shite miru
Kirana koto mo tama ni wa aru
Kimi hitori janai
Kokoni iru... to sakenderu
Kokoro no koe ni
Moshi kizuita nara
Yes !
Hon no sukoshi yuuki atsumareba
Kanarazu okina chikara ni naru

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Koko de deatte
Nanika o mitsukete
Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Aishi aisare
Ashita o mukaeru

Chikyuu wa mawaru sanbyakurokujuugo nichi
Arasoi mo naku itsumo egao nara ii na
Taisetsu na hito o mamotte yuku tameni
Bokura ni wa ima nanika dekiru no kana
Kimi to taiyou o kanjita basho
Kitto eien
Sora o oyogu shabondama no hikari ni wa
Sore zore no kagayaki
Yes !
Shippai to ka suru kedo
Kimi no kawari wa
Dare nimo dekinaitte shitteru

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Koko de deatte
Nanika o mitsukete
Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Aishi aisare
Ashita o mukaeru
Minna no kokoro ga hitotsu ni naru youni
Zutto nokoru
Saikou no omoide
Ai nimo shi katachi ga aru to suru nara
Ima tsunagatteru
Boku tachi no kono te

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Minna de isshoni
Ai o kanjite
Minna nakama
Let's say yo
I love dream world
I love dream world
I love dream world

What Do You Hear In These Sounds (Dar Williams)

I don't go to therapy to find out if I'm a freak
I go and I find the one and only answer every week
And it's just me and all the memories to follow
Down any course that fits within a fifty minute hour
And we fathom all the mysteries, explicit and inherent
When I hit a rut, she says to try the other parent
And she's so kind, I think she wants to tell me something,
But she knows that its much better if I get it for myself...
And she says

What do you hear in these sounds?
What do you hear in these sounds?

I say I hear a doubt, with the voice of true believing
And the promises to stay, and the footsteps that are leaving
And she says "Oh," I say, "What?" she says, "Exactly,"
I say, "What, you think I'm angry
Does that mean you think I'm angry?"
She says "Look, you come here every week
With jigsaw pieces of your past
Its all on little soundbytes and voices out of photographs
And that's all yours, that's the guide, that's the map
So tell me, where does the arrow point to?
Who invented roses?"
and...

What do you hear in these sounds?
What do you hear in these sounds?

And when I talk about therapy, I know what people think
That it only makes you selfish and in love with your shrink
But oh how I loved everybody else
When I finally got to talk so much about myself...

And I wake up and I ask myself what state I'm in
And I say well I'm lucky, 'cause I am like East Berlin
I had this wall and what I knew of the free world
Was that I could see their fireworks
And I could hear their radio
And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing
And they'd know that I was scared
They'd would know that I was guessing
But the wall came down and there they stood before me
With their stumbling and their mumbling
And their calling out just like me, and...

The stories that nobody hears, and...
I collect these sounds in my ears, and...
That's what I hear in these sounds, and...
That's what I hear in these,
That's what I hear in these sounds.

Soldado (Juan Luis Guerra)

Soldado
(Juan Luis Guerra)
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra


Uey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
soldado de Cristo
muy bien armado
y protegido
traigo mi espada
de doble filo
pues su palabra
llevo conmigo
y soy un soldado


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra


Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
lucho en ciudades
contra tinieblas
y potestades
soy un soldado
de testimonio
odio serpientes
y ato demonios
en el nombre de Cristo, soy


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...


Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
hombre de milicia
con la coraza
de su justicia
soy un soldado
soy un ungido
rompo ataduras
del enemigo
en el nombre de Cristo, soy


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...


[Improv.]



Soy soldado
soy un soldado
soy soldado
tú eres soldado
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
ya lo ves
soy soldado
muy bien armado
soy soldado
y protegido
soy soldado de su santo espíritu

Otra vez...
Soy soldado
traigo mi espada
soy soldado
de doble filo
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
pero te digo que yo
soy soldado
su palabra
soy soldado
traigo conmigo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu


(Lucas 10:19 ... Juan 3:16 ... Efesios 6:12)


Coge bien tu espada
(Amén)
la victoria es nuestra
da un grito de guerra
un grito de guerra [bis]


Soy un soldado, oh...


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
muy bien armado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y protegido
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
ya lo ves


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra

Rat Race (Bob Marley)

Uh! Ya too rude!
Uh! Eh! What a rat race!
Oh, what a rat race!
Oh, what a rat race!
Oh, what a rat race!
This is the rat race! Rat race! (Rat race!)

Some a lawful, some a bastard, some a jacket:
Oh, what a rat race, yeah! Rat race!

Some a gorgon-a, some a hooligan-a, some a guine-gog-a
In this 'ere rat race, yeah!
Rat race!
I'm singin' that
When the cat's away,
The mice will play.
Political voilence fill ya city, ye-ah!
Don't involve Rasta in your say say;
Rasta don't work for no C.I.A.
Rat race, rat race, rat race! Rat race, I'm sayin':
When you think is peace and safety:
A sudden destruction.
Collective security for surety, ye-ah!

Don't forget your history;
Know your destiny:
In the abundance of water,
The fool is thirsty.
Rat race, rat race, rat race!

Rat race!
Oh, it's a disgrace
To see the human-race
In a rat race, rat race!
You got the horse race;
You got the dog race;
You got the human-race;
But this is a rat race, rat race!

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

You Are (Michael Jackson)

Sometimes I try to count the ways and reasons that I love you
But I can't ever seem to count that far
I love you in a million ways and for a million reasons
More than this I love you as you are
More than this I love you as you are

You are my inspiration, you are the song I sing
You are what makes me happy, you are my everything
You are my daily sunshine, you are my ev'ning star
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want, that's what you are
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want is what you are

You are my thoughts when I'm awake, my dreams when I'm asleep
You are the reason for my smile, you are the words I speak
Every role I play in life you play the leading part
Ev'rything I'd ever hope to find is what you are
Ev'rything I'd ever hope to find is what you are

You are my inspiration, you are the song I sing
You are what makes me happy, you are my everything
You are my daily sunshine, you are my ev'ning star
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want, that's what you are
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want is what you are

You are...
You are

P-Poppin (Ludacris)

One mo gin! Head Down Pussy Poppin on that head stand


[Hook]
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy poppin on a handstand
[Ludacris]
On a handstand
On my american banstands
Summersalts cartwheels bitch just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this dick getin outa control-trol
Oh no keep goin till a nigga like me say stoooop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop
Cut and twist if you don't like it you **in Cris
Im rubbin clit so stay in catch don't try to duck and miss
Do your stretches don't pull no handsprings
You got me movin infact your doin the damn thang
Stronger muscles exersize every body your body hurts
Lets do this sweatin thank god your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe don't need a lot of help
But your heart'll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt
Lipgloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!

[Hook x2]
[Shawna]
Imma send a chapter to this pussy poppin legacy
Shawna be that bitch cant no bitches don't ** wit me
When I pop that cris im on that business and bubbly
When im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxury
Cuz I got that head game
Pullin up that bed frame
But don't get me wrong now shawty gon' let that leg hang
Better learn that game shawty
Better get yo' man shawty
Foe he endup tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This here be futuristic
This business so explicit
The way I brake it down for you bitches it so exquisit
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit the money stacks
Now break in wit that pussy poppin
That pussy droppin to the floe
And got these nigga's slobbin
Wit out that doe papi aint nuttin happen
Cuz that's the show im from the go u get that pussy poppin
Stopin that pussy dropin GONE

[Hook x2]
[Lil Fate]
Every time we hit the club
Wut we need is 50 deep
Smokin Purple coat and grichi got everybody keed
At the club 7 days a week party be be off in this bitch
More hight poppin dropin god damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy
Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money
And shawty start zig zaggin a dariair for me
A bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberry
Up her pussy shawty pushed in a whole bottle of moe
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floe
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down**up hoes hands on those
Now pop that coochie you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that**shake like a seizure
Either magic or pleasas
Find me spending Gs up
Maxin out my visa
Trickin on strip teasers

[Hook x3]

Nakilala (Freestyle)


Kay tagal ko nang hinahanap
Ang tunay na galak
Sa buhay na ang lahat ay di sapat
Di makapagpasalamat
Ang lahat ng dapat kong gawin
Parang ang hirap sundin
Pilit kong ituon ang pansin
Sa mga ba**na kay ganda sa paningin
Ngunit nang mapasa-akin
Tila walang ibig sabihin

CHORUS
Nang Ika'y aking nakilala
Nawala ang lahat ng mga problema
Kay gaan ng aking nadarama
Pagkat kasama Kita

Hangad ko lang naman na malaman ang sagot
Sa problemang pinasok
Ngunit ako'y takot
Na harapin ang pagsubok
Oh di ko malaman, di ko maintindihan
Kung ano bang pinagmulan
Nais ko lang makamtan
Ang ganap na kasiyahan…

(REPEAT CHORUS)
Magmula nang Ika'y aking nakilala
Nawala ang lahat ng mga problema
Kay gaan ng aking nadarama
Pagkat kasama Kita

BRIDGE
O kay sarap nang mabuhay
Dahil sa Iyo'y nagkaroon ng kulay
Dulot Mo'y pagibig na tunay
At walang hangganang buhay

CODA
Sa Iyo ko lang nakita, tanging Ikaw wala nang iba
Sa Iyo ako'y may buhay, punong puno ng kulay...

(REPEAT CHORUS TILL FADE)

Part Of That World (Olivia Newton--John)

Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat
oh wouldn't you think my collection's complete
wouldn't you think i'm a girl,
a girl who has everything

Look at this trove
treasures untold
how many wonders can one cavern hold
looking around here you'd think, sure,
she's got everything

i've got gadgets ands gizmo's a plenty,
i've got oozit's and wottit's galour,
you want thing-i-me-bobs i've got twenty,
but who cares
no big deal
i want more

i wanna be where the people
i wanna see, wanna see 'em dancing
walking around on those, what d'you call 'em?
........ feet
flippin' your fins you don't get too far
legs are required for jumping, dancing
walking around down those, what's that word again?.......streets

up where they walk....up where they run,
up where they stay all day in the sun
wandering free,
wish i could be,
a part of that world.

what would i give,
if i could live.
out of these waters,

what would i pay,
to spend the day,
warm on the sand.
bet you on land,
they understand,
but they won't repremand their daughters,
bright young women,
sick of swimming,
ready to stand.

and ready to know what the people know,
asking my questions and get some answers
what's a fire and why does it.......what's the word?
....... burn
when's it my turn
what would i learn
not to explore the joys of the land
out of the sea
wish i could be
a part of that world

Slaughtahouse (Masta Ase Inc.)




* This song has two parts:
A. "The cutting edge of hardcore rap; the most innovative stuff
for 1993" gangsta parody following the "Classroom" skit
B. Paula Perry introduces the _real_ Slaughtahouse

Part A:

(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
This is MC Negro
And this is this Ign ant MC
And this is our new mother** single
OUR NEW SHIT
Slaughtahouse
This shit is called Slaughtahouse
Negro! Coming off our last platinum LP
Platinum LP
_Shit's Real Killin' Mother**ers Dead_
Killin em dead
And this is how we gonna rock shit for the nine-tray

Verse One: MC Negro

Here come the craziest niggaz on earth
Cutthroats, ever since birth
Blood and guts are gonna spill
Cuz it's murder murder murder, and kill kill kill
Chainsaw in my holster
Barb-wire rope, and I'll hang ya like a poster
So when I grab my axe you better drop
Cause I'm "swing swing swing, and chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse

Yeah, yo Ign-ant MC
Whassup?
Show these niggaz what the dress code is
Aight

Verse Two: Ign-ant MC

Strictly Raiders and Kings gear
Only wear black and I don't know how to act
no more... so come and take a chance and
Mess around with the black Charles Manson
Body parts in the freezer
I'm not Jeffrey Dahmer but I'll slaughta ya momma
So open up the do'
To the Slaughtahouse, so I can kill a little mo'

Outro:

Yeahhh, mother**er
Yeah!
This is MC Negro
And this the Ign-ant MC
And this shit is real over here, mother**er, real real
This is the brand new LP, it's called _Brains on the Sidewalk_
Brains on the sidewalk!
And all we wanna do now
Is murder murder murder, kill kill kill

Part B: Paula Perry, Masta Ase

One two, one two
This is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year
Time for the weak-ass, wack-ass
No-skills, negative, anti-everything
MC's to get shut down
They're gettin Slaughta'd!
[Lord Digga] Death to the wack MC's --> repeat 4X
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)
Too many suckas, too many wack records gettin played
Too much money bein made, it's time for the wack to get slayed
Take these suckas to war Ase, take em to war!

It's the jeep (ass niguh), it's the jeep (ass niguh)
Whatcha know about the jeep (ass niguh)
It's the jeep (ass niguh), it's the jeep (ass niguh)
Here we go, with the jeep (ass niguh) (Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)
Never hear me talking "I could kill a man!!"
Started making records but I'm still a fan
I'll take you down, I break your crown
I make you frown, I wake the town
Tick, check it out tock I rock your whole block
Got the funk dialect in stock
With the boom, bashin, bass drum is smashin
and crashin your bedroom walls, and monster mashin
Dashin, man with the kick, that be flying
Kids don't be trying, this trick cause I'm scien-
-tifical, ninety-nine rappers wanna kill
to sound ill, you couldn't find their brains with a drill
Check it...
*sound of a drill*
[What a funny little house!]
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)

Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, it's like a playpen
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, there's no escapin
This is the place where freestyling skills
are sharp like axes, and suckas get the chills
Drum is the cash, like the rash you'll be itchin
for the green and, everybody's talking like they're mean and
crazy, oh baby, you're ready, for this yo
Make me, a poster, holdin, a pistol
Then I can be the (man)
I can be the (man)
Cause they see me with the gun in my hand
I, am not, down with the standard
The man did, not do, what every other man did
Candid, just like the man Allen Funts
And there's nothing worse than, a rapper when he fronts
So throw your hands up in the air
If you really don't care
about the next man's life, you get the chair
In the Slaughtahouse
[The price a rapper must pay]

Outro:

Whassup kid you hear that new album _Brains on the Sidewalk_?
Yeah it's FAT right?
Yeah I like that part
MURDER MURDER MURDER, and KILL KILL KILL
Yaknow that's what it's all about
Yeah I'm gonna be just like that when I grow up
You think I ain't?

[Lord Digga]
This is a brand new year for mother**er's heads to start burstin
Masta Ase, Incorporated
Ase, Lord Digga, Shiloh, Eyceurok, the Brooklynites
And the Floor Builder
Watch your back black man
Your biggest enemy's in the mirror
Long is the road to freedom from self-destruction
The Slaughtahouse, breeds death
Death to the *faggot-ass* average wack MC's
And death of the original man, turned killer man


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