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Listen KING OSEI TUTU II VISITS ATLANTA


Lyrics

Kings Made Of Steel (Axxis)

We were forced to work
Forced to obey
We were dependent in every way
Oh yes, we've produced
And they've cashed in
So they've improved us
They always win
And our might grows day by day
Yes, forever we'll stay

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

They've built us to kill
We kill them all
Built us to rule
Rule over all

Now we're the masters
They are the slaves
They've dug their own
Their own graves
And our might grows day by day
Yes, forever we'll stay

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

Kings made of steel
Drag humans to their graves
Kings made of steel
Change masters into slaves
Kings made of steel
Take the world with fear and fright
We pay for our way into hell

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

Idols Of Ignorance (Believer)

Dreamers, enticed to turn away
Kneeling, to gods born from clay
Praying, to images carved to stone
Bowing, though sins are not atoned

Hearing, only silence through your cries
Seeing, nothing with lifeless eyes
Worthless, are the objects idolized
Blinded, men fall to their demise

Unholy, lovers of themselves
Money, the lust of which compells
Brutal, without self control
Defying, the Redeemer of their soul

I am the first and the last
Yahweh, Creator of ages past
Ruler, Author of the Book of Life
Fortress, Saviour of impending strife

"I am the Lord
Apart of me
There is none
I form the light
Of this dark world
Bow to me or die!"

[Deuteronomy 4:28; Isaiah 44:9; II Timothy 3:3-5; Isaiah 45:5, 7, 22; Isaiah 44:6]

Watch Out (Axxis)

Cold rain above
Ice on the floor
No more love
I even the score
I broke the chains
Of what you call life

You life in a box
I'm standing outside
You life in the dark
But I found the light
I've got no prison
Like you and your type

Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy
Watch out
Watch out for a man like me

Watch out - I'm the enemy
Get off my liberty
Watch out - all I wanna be
Footloose and fancy free

I need to loose everything
Finding the truth
Make me a real king
A new horizon, growin' up before my eyes

Watch out - I'm the enemy
Get off - get off my liberty
Watch out - what I wanna be
Footloose and fancy free

Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy
Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy

Start First (Skindred)

Now what’s done in the dark must come to light
And some of them ah big up themselves
And ah grown with the badness
Jah know dat no right
You done know you ah fe come again
And renew your sight
In this time of fighting and confusion
Youth and youth dem just caught in pollution
Bear destruction it runs through the nations
Building walls constructing segregation
Time to cool yourself, just cool yourself
We should live in love and health
Uno we start; ah dem start first
Well one of you better give because
The time is gunner get worst
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
And can’t you live together?
Its like we’re all under a curse
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
Well hell is getting hot and into flames its gunner burst
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
And for a little peace you know
The righteous dem ah thirst
Revelation you know that it’s dawning
Jerusalem, God’s time piece in the mourning
Time to wake up and takeoff your make up
Oh ye son and daughter of Jacob
Time to cool yourself, just cool yourself
We should live in love and health
Calling out to all who hear me? Can’t we live in peace?
In this time man ah shot and ah murder
How much more, can we take it much further?
Start first, start first
Well one of you better give because its gunner get worst
Me say start first, start first
Hell is getting hot and into flames its gunner!
Uno we start first, dem start first
For a little peace you know the righteous dem ah!
Uno we start first ah dem start first
Hell is getting hot and in to flames is gunner burst
Co we say
Start first, second, third, fourth, fifth, Last.

Pepe Botika (¿Donde Estan Mis Amigos?) (Extremoduro)

Pepe Botika es un honrado traficante tomando copas me l'encuentro to los días
me cuenta historias de sus años en la cárcel
a veces había suerte y si tenía pasta salía.
Que vergüenza, Señoría. ¿Cuánto cuesta su amnistía?
Lo colocaron con las manos en la masa
cuando venía del campo de coger higos
entodavía no l`an visto por su casa
lo tienen preventivo en una celda de castigo
¿¡Dónde están mis amigos!? Encerrados sin motivo.
Carabanchel, La Modelo. Herrera de la Mancha,
Cáceres II. Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María.
El contrabando era su oficio más brillante
y las fronteras se las salta to los días
tengo colegas en casi todas las cárceles
era de Plasencia me parece que decía.
Que vergüenza, Señoría ¿Cuánto cuesta su amnistía?
Un día le hicieron un registro al soterrizo
y le incautaron 20 kilos de chorizo
hashis, caballo y cocaína pal que compre
pues ya lo dijo dios: no sólo de pan vive el hombre.

The World Is Looking In Their Eyes (Axxis)

Lights in the demonstration
Fights are all around
Signs of a generation
New ways must be found

'Cause they wanna be free, baby
They wanna be free
See the livin' history

The world is looking in their eyes
And sees a fire burning
The world is looking in their eyes
While the world is turning

Eyes have found a new sight
Lies have no chance
The dream of freedom
That is yet unknown
Is bursting out of their hearts

'Cause they wanne be free, baby
They wanna be free
They are livin' history

The world is looking in their eyes
And sees a fire burning
The world is looking in their eyes
While the world is turning

Hands were held together
Words were spoken aloud
Yesterday it was still forbidden
But now it's all allowed

Hungry for freedom
Hungry for peace
The hunger for freedom
Can only increase

The world is looking in their eyes
And sees a fire burning
The world is looking in their eyes
While the world is turning

Only Man (Buju Banton)

Christ all de girls dem
Love dem like a Jesus (love all)
For the girls dem we bug
Night and Day!
Hear Buju Banton song now
(Sing along)

I would like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
All she a look
She no see di mista man

Tear up resume
Burn up application
One look she took
An me fit di position
No matter who inna di way
Run away di likkle man
Buju have di slam
Fi rock you all night long
Woman I see trouble
To how mi heart a bubble
Something must be wrong
Now true now me no have nothin
Juggle me a juggle
Still cyaan hold my hand

Girl, I would like to be your only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time, affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Whole heap a dem a come but
Dem no ready
Check dem out, dem is a mess
Dont want no bag a problem and stress
Love in excess, kill ya wit happiness
Stick to di ragga and yuh wouldn't want left
Dis is no poppy show
Tell your boy him get a blow
Rude Bwoy visit yard no tip-toe

Like to be your only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Why yuh refuse to humble your ears to my cry
Feel me only want you through the needle eye
Wrote many notes and yuh dont reply
Walk off mi boot heel to show I am a nice guy
Woman di likkle love me cyaan wait to pacify
I cry and bawl til mi water well dry
Anytime me see yuh me a rail up high
Temprature rise an me not stop cry

I'd like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time an affection
One man cyann run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see the (Cho!)

Tear up resume
Burn up application
One look she take
An mi fit di position
No matter who inna di way
Run away di likkle man
Mi have the slam
Fi rock yuh all night long
Gal I see trouble
To how mi heart a bubble
Something must be wrong
Now true now me no have nothin
Juggle me a juggle
Still cyaan hold my hand

Honey, I would like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Whole heap a dem come but
Dem no ready
Check dem out dem is a mess
Dont want no bag a problem and stress
Love in excess, kill yuh wit happiness
Stick to the ragga and yuh wouldn't waan left
Dis is no poppy show
Gwaan yuh man him get a blow
Half.

To Dethrone The Witch-Queen Of Mytos K'Unn (The Legend Of The Battle Of Blackhelm Vale) (Bal-Sagoth)

[The Chronicles of War:]
The vast armies of Mytos K'unn, marshalled by a sorceress of great power
known as Zyrashana the Witch-Queen, had been cutting a swath through the
Eastern Kingdoms since high summer the preceding year. Empowering her troops
with great sorceries, she had s een all opposition fall before the ravening
swords of her forces since the first bloody campaign; the invasion of the
ancient and noble realm of Delania. The aftermath of the final battle had seen
the systematic slaughter of the Delanian royal family, an d the torture and
execution of all those who had been loyal to their banner. During the ensuing
months, more kingdoms and satrapies toppled before the might of Zyrashana's
legions, commanded by the fearsome and unswervingly loyal battle-lord Talus
Ebonfy re, a man of sublime brutality whom many beleived to be possessed by a
demon-spirit from the dark realms. Emboldened by their victories and the
expansion of their queen's dark dominion, the hordes of Mytos K'unn began the
incursion into the lands of the Northern Tribes, beginning with the grim and
brooding territories south of the Snow Kingdoms... the rugged homelands of the
warlike clans which had been recently united into a strong realm by the
powerful warrior-king Caylen-Tor, a man known to his allie s and enemies alike
as the Wolf of the North. Thinking the barbaric tribesmen little threat, the
Witch-Queen intends a largely unopposed march throught their lands to strike
at the wealthy and fertile realms beyond the Mountain Kingdoms to the west...
bu t Caylen-Tor has vowed that a searing torrent of blood and steel shall meet
all those who deign to enter unwelcome or drive their standard unbidden into
his land... As grim winter slowly yields to spring, the armies of Mytos K'unn
begin their march northwards, and news of the advance of the Witch-Queen's
forces into Blackhelm Vale, the valley known for centuries as the Gate to the
Northlands, soon reaches the highla nd stronghold of Caylen-Tor. Grimly taking
up his sword and spear and donning the woad of war, he vows that Zyrashana
shall pay in blood for every league she has dared venture in his sacred lands.
Scouts soon return with the information that the enemy is camped at the base
of the valley, preparing to march with th dawn. The court shamans forsee
rivers of blood and untold carnage, and great battlespells are woven as
Caylen-Tor leads his vastly outnumbered Northlander warriors to the misty,
moon-swathed e xpanse that is Blackhelm Vale. Legends say that the blood of
many kings has been spilled on the dark earth of the valley over the
generations, and Caylen-Tor promises to his grim gods that the earth will once
again drink deep this night. With his army si lent and brooding beneath the
moon, he knows that whatever the outcome, this night shall see a legend of war
written in blood and the deaths of men... a legend none shall soon forget...

[The War Testament of Caylen-Tor (On the Night of the Bloodying of Swords):]
O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night...
Anoint us with the crimson rain, feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us victory, or a warrior's death.
Come, moon-fogs, Descend to cloak our numbers, the heady scent of battle
beckons,
My ash-hafted spear feels good in my hands, girt 'round with spells (our flesh
gloriously) woad anointed,
Ravens awaiting slaughter soar high above, blood-worms bloat on red carnage,
I'll carve the moon-wheel in their flesh, as havoc churns the heather!

A swirling mantle of mist-magic swathes us, powerful spells woven by the
fen-witches of the great mere... Deep night and moon-mist shall be our allies
as we surge into the fray! At my bidding, the fog clears for a brief moment,
and I gaze down upon the v alley to behold the army of the Witch-Queen...
great tents arrayed upon the heather, powerful steeds tethered, the light from
countless burning brands illumining the night, many warriors standing, weapons
in hand... aye, all sword fodder.

Entwined in war-fogs...
Entwined by war-spells...
Blessed in blood as raven-saters, slake the thirst of steel burning bright,
Reap the harvest of spilled entrails, we'll return with many heads this night.
The death-ravening black fury fills me,
The spatter of hot blood seet on my lips,
This yard of steel sings a deadly song in my grasp!
Cleaving bodies left and right, a head falls with each swing of my blade,
A storm of shafts screaming form yew-bows, (through their armoured ranks we
shall) carve a path with steel, a blood-drenched swath!

And the thirst of the earth shall be slaked with blood at the fields of
carnage...
A staggering sea of crimson, a towering mountain of ravaged flesh,
All enraptured by the searing kiss of steel,
All surfeit from supping deep of the grim chalice of battle...

Brooding gods of the north, display to these outlander thralls thine ire,
Envenom our blades with the death-kiss of a thousand serpents,
Unfetter the dread war-wolves within us,
That their claws may rend, and their jaws may be reddened.

The bloodying is at hand!
My spear hammers into the chest of a warrior, and bright blood erupts
from his lips as he falls to the heather. I turn aside a vicious swordthrust
and my own blade snakes out to cleave the neck of the attacker, shearing
through his veins in a shower of d ark red. An enemy blade opens my shoulder
to the bone, but I sweep my axe out in a deadly arc, its iron head rending
armour and biting deep into flesh. Talus Ebonfyre's abdomen yawns open and he
staggers back as his intestines spew forth in a pulsing mas s. I sunder his
head with another blow as he falls and his skull yields to spill its steaming
contents to the earth. As I watch, a writhing, shadowy form rises from the
smitten corpse of the Witch-Queen's warlord and flees howling into the
night... I vau lt to the saddle of a riderless black war-horse and seize the
banner of Mytos-K'unn... for every one of us that has fallen, we have taken
five of the enemy screaming with us... the battle is ours!

Bright moon, gleam o'er moor and heather, wood and vale, deep fen and
lake, Grim mountains crowned with snows, great rings of stones, black 'neath
the stars, The storms extol our ancient glory, great mounds feed us, power
from the sacred earth. With faith and steel we walk our shadowed paths, our
blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery.

Wolves of the north, raise thine steel to the skies, revel in the pride of
your wounds,
Let our victory-song ride the winds of this blood-gorged eve,
For on this night of red swords we have wrought a legend,
Forged in the fires of our rage, and tempered with the spilled blood of the
slain...

O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night and always,
Anoint us with the crimson rain, forever feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us eternal victory, 'til we die a
warrior's death.

And so did Caylen-Tor turn the armies of Mytos K'unn back from the
frontiers of his northern kingdom. Those enemy soldiers who fled the field as
the mist lifted and their banner fell, are hunted down and brought to their
knees before the king. Summoning a surviving warrior Mytos K'unn, Caylen-Tor
gives unto him two gifts with which to return to his queen; one is the fallen,
sundered banner of Mytos K'unn, the other is the cloven head of Talus
Ebonfyre. The king's words ring out over the blood-drenched m oor: "Take this
message back to your queen... if ever again she deigns to strike against my
people, the slaughter this night will seem as naught compared to the havoc I
shall visit upon her then." When news of the defeat and the fearsome message
of Cayle n-Tor reached Mytos K'unn, Zyrashana's spells of regal dominance
waned, and her many courtiers and councillors, liberated from the imposition
of subservience, plotted against their queen, 'til soon she was driven from
the great royal palace by her own el ite guard, her throne seized by an
ambitious baron who had won the favour of the nobles and mages of the realm.
Evading inprisonment and surviving only by her mastery of spellcraft,
Zyrashana fled to the satrapies of the east, and nothing more was seen or
heard of her for some considerable time...

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

** Off! (Insane Clown Posse)

[Samples]
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-B-B-B-Bitch. Bitch-B-Bitch."

[Shaggy2Dope]
Well, it's on. It's on like neden hoe **
I'm 2 Dope and I'm **in' drunk
Walked in the joint with my nuts hangin' out my drawers
Yo, SUCK MY BALLS!
All I wanna do is choke a bitch
Roll up a jimmy and smoke the bitch
I dropped outta school and I quit my job
All I wanna be is a fat, **in' slob
'cause I don't care about none of y'all bitches!
Shut the ** up and drop ya britches ("B-Bitch.")
'cause I'm cloggin' a bank! {"A bank!"}
So I don't give a ** about what none of y'all think
When I do a show, I wreck the place
I run around the stage kickin' bitches in the face
'cause I ain't nothin' soft,
so you and your boys can straight ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can suck my nutsac, yo)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake, you're dime-stank though)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can kiss my ass, ya punk bitch!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, ** you and ya Momma ain't shit!)
[End Chorus]

{*Phone Ringing*}
[Pizza Guy - Violent J]
"Uh, Pizza Boy Pizza."
"I want a large, extra cheese pizza."
"Pick-up or delivery."
"Delivery!"
"Okay, your address?"
"Yeah, it's near the high school. 232 ** OFF!"

[Shaggy2Dope]
When I was eight, I was on crack
I had Ms. Pella trained on the back
**in' after school every day
I turned that old bitch's neden hairs gray ("Hehehe")
'cause the Dope is all that!
My Mother's a witch and my Daddy's a hunchback
and nobody could ** wit' me
I used to drive a hearse to school, G,
with a stiff hangin' out the back
Bitch, you wouldn't know shit about that!
But there's one thing that I hate
It's always been hard for me to find a date ("AHHHHH!") {"B-Bitch."}
'cause I show up nice and neat
AND THEN STRANGLE 'EM IN THE BACK SEAT! ("Hehehe!")
'Cause if you know, the Shaggs ain't soft
If you don't like it you can ** OFF!!!

[Violent J]
"What's up? Violent J, the Southwest Juggala.
Y'know what I'm sayin'? I walk into a bitch's house,
walk up to they Moms, grab 'em by the face and say '** offffff!'"

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You and your Momma can suck my dick!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake your bitch-ass quick)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(I could give a ** less, G)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
('Cause you ain't worth shit to me!)
[End Chorus]

[Violent J]
Violent J, the motha**in', blood-suckin' vampire
Please stomp on my head 'cause it's on fire!
I got another funky rhyme, so lemme kick it
"NAH! ** OFF, BITCH! THIS IS MY RECORD!" ("B-Bitch.")

[Shaggy2Dope]
I walk up, like a mental case
and start throwin' left hooks, at ya face
I won't mix no rap with rock-n-roll
..like somebody else I know. {"B-Bitch."}
Bitch boy, you can suck my sack
and after that you can kiss my asscrack
And freaks, you ain't all that
Titties ain't shit but sacs are fat! ("Bitch!")
'Cause if you really wanna know what I think,
I think your neden stank like a fish tank
So in the early cracks of dawn,
take your two fat sacks of shit and get the ** on! ("Hehe, hehehehe!")
Best leave me a dollar for Faygo, bitch,
or I'ma have to bust you in your **in' lips! ("Ha-ha-ha!")
Next time you think I'm soft,
I hope you remember to ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(All you bitches hate me anyways..)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(... so you can suck my nuts all day!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can lick my nutsac, Tiffy!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, you can suck my **in' dick!)
[End Chorus]

[Sample]
"I'll say one thing, baby.
When Carol said you were a cooky nympho cunt,
she sure as hell wasn't kidding.
Well, that's it 'til next time, bitch!"

[Chorus]
[Shaggy2Dope]{Violent J}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("** OFF, BITCH!"){"Y'know what I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"I-C-P's in tha motha**in' neck town!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("YOU CAN SUCK MY ASS!"){"Ha-ha-ha!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"Peace to Atlanta, y'know what I'm sayin'?"}{"Blitz in the motha**in' house!"}("YEAH, MOTHA**A!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU! {"Atlanta, GA, y'know what I'm sayin'? Toledo!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("WOOO-HOOO!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in' Lexington."} ("YEAH! ** OFF!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in'... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Mo'**in', uh... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("** OFF!") {"** off, man!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
FUUUUUUCCCCKKK OFFFFFFFFF!
(Hahahahaha!)
** off!
{"Bring it on, bitch!"}

Metal Invasion (Freedom Call)

Oh spiritus, oh sanctus
Adoramus domine
Te deum laudamus
In memoriam, gloriam

Warriors immortal knights
We walk our way alone
Eternally, we're born to write
The sign of victory
Warriors, immortal knights
So far away from home
Eternally, we're born to fight
Forever riding free

And the day has come
Time to die
Somewhere far beyond
On the stairway to the sky
On the rainbow soaring high
We are born from the sun

In our hands we hold the future
As we live so we will die
Carry on to save mankind
Back to back we stand as one
Until the last crusade is done
We're leaving from the night

Call for vengeance, raise your steel
We are the kinghts on our glory ride
Law defenders, raise your swords
Freedom for us all

Hail to the gods of creation
Hail to the king of the world
A hail to the metal invasion
A heavenly kingdom on earth

Godless odysee, endless agony
We're heading for eternal life


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