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Listen MAX SURBAN & YOYOY VILLAME-Pag Utlan


Lyrics

Wasted & Ready (Ben Kweller)

Force field Super sheild A, A
Junior high love affair is ok
Jump on the big wagon because I'm So Cal
I'm big in every way
I'm running as fast as I can

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I can, yeah

If you wanna move it so
Why dont you make it go
Prove to everybody that doesn't understand
All the nights, all the fights
You are outta sight
Some say more with their hands
I'm running as fast as I can

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I rawk!

Why am I dealing with this feeling?
I'm maxed out like a credit card
I'll continue to be, my worst enemy
It's easy but it seems so hard
You're near but you seem so far...seems so far

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I am wasted and I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready

I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I can, can
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as faaaast
As I can.

Something Wicked (2Pac)




Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come

More than an adversary I'm very quick
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
I'm equipped to kick
Grab you coat and you hat, cause I'm prepared to clamp
Scared the [???], and caught them mutha-**as damp
Oh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped
Attacking the pacs, I'm kicking the facts for stacks to rap
And those that max, relax and let the blacks get jacks
I'm getting taxed, my pacs is packed with angry blacks
I'm ready to go
I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough
Getting the hoes [???]
Pumping the flow, gangster ho
cause the nose knows
Check the pose, froze, when you see me close
Punks you gonna roast, host, in a cloud of smoke
Broke, choked on a rope, and then smoked
wrote, crimes that'll bring me bank notes
nope, I ain't the type of fella that you use though
Kkkkkkicking the funky flava
Pumping [??? ???? ????] producers
Run for cover when you hear the bass drop
One verse is all it takes
Something wicked this way come

Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come

Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
wicked wicked this way comes
wicked wicked this way comes
wicked wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way come

Jus' A Rascal (Dizzee Rascal)

Dizzy Rascal Jus a Rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal [x4]

Yo London stand up tall

Stress on the brain, complain too da fool
Stress on the brain complain too da max
I'm gonna search for big money stacks, top tens and platinum plaques
Ain't got no need for a chain of a chaks.
I'm a rude boy I aint gotta relax
I got this game in my head like dax

Got this game in my hand, be cool
Ill stop a bull, make a boi relax
Ill take teeth for the money and jaks
We make money off album tracks
Come on ill face it, lets all face facts
You may be some handsome chaps
What's that, but I'm invisible to all
Foolish fakish cats, Roll Deep will have some of that

Jus another brain complain to da max
Jus another brain complain to da low
Gotta get money, got get a lot of ho
No less than a G fo' sho'
Aint got no love for a hagg or a hoe
(?)do fings have flings girls on a low(?)
I get round all ways in a go, I get round all ways in a rush
cant stop me, I wont eva hush, drinking beer make my lot lush
When I come to the crotch with crush, couldnt never chat shit, talk shit get flushed
I talk tough cuz life's been rough
gritty, shitty life aint been to pretty far from buff
so im off to the elegant stuff
listern

He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal [x4]

Definit I hustle blad, definitely I grind
You can try anything you wont I definitely don't mind
Definitely got my ting, I definitely know your face
So don't jump out your promo, definitely put you in your place
Definitely I hustle blad, definitely I graft
So you can chat anything you want, cuz ill definitely will jus laugh
Definitely got my sword, definitely really sharp
So don't keep talking like you bright, i'l definitely get dark
Listen, definitely I hustle blad, definitely I fly, so you can try anything you want,
ill definitely jus sigh
Definitely know im real, definitely no you aint
So don't try bring no devil, cuz I definitely aint no saint
Definitely I hustle blad, definitely win
So you keep taking this for a joke, and I definitely will just grin
Definitely could of herd, definitely couldn't know
Don't talk like your on top, ill definitely leave you bellow

He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal [x4]

Bug roll ya, so stay low, I might have to get live o
And ya don't need the stress as I grow so jus sit like im hot like a kettle, you might get
scolded or burnt up, but I guarantee the fed wont turn up, hang it up, yo u must give it up
like a bitch go fix ya makeup, im street wise hang with the phat guys so spectize make the
whole crew capsize slap guys when I talk walk past I wrestle guys wont no take downs so no
lives when I pour true there is no clear sky's, jackass kindnapped that guys capped that guys
replaced with gaz,

(hi pussy hole, im coming for you yeah, remember rude boy im coming for you yeah, any
where I see you im gonna lift off ya face with chat yeah you're a pussy hole, go ** your
mum as well all right, go ** ya mum yeah, where all waiting to blow you brain,
you fink that your all bad, you aint bad blad, pussying out, pussying out for three weeks.
Saying you got girls from northend one, whats all that about you shit head, ** your mum man)

chupke se (Adnan Sami)

--MALE--
Doston se jhoothi moothi dusron ka naam leke
Phir meri baatein karna, yaara raat se din karna
Lambi judaai teri bada mushkil hai
Aahon se dil bharna, yaara raat se din karna
Kab yeh poori hogi door yeh doori hogi - 2
Roz safar karna, yaara raat se din karna

--FEMALE--
Chupke se, chupke se raat ki chaadar tale
Chaand ki bhi aahat na ho, baadal ke peechhe chale
Jale katra katra, gale katra katra
Raat bhi na hile aadhi aadhi yeh - 2
Chupke se lag jaa gale raat ki chaadar tale
Farvari ki sardiyon ki dhoop mein
Moondi moondi ankhiyon se dekhna
Haath ki aad se
Neemi neemi thand aur aag mein
Haule haule maarwa ke raag mein
Meer ki baat ho
Din bhi na doobe, raat na aaye
Shaam kabhi na dhale
Shaam dhale to subh na aaye
Raat hi raat chale
Chupke se, chupke se raat ki chaadar tale
Chaand ki bhi aahat na ho, baadal ke peechhe chale

--MALE--
Doston se jhoothi moothi dusron ka naam leke
Phir meri baatein karna, yaara raat se din karna
Lambi judaai teri bada mushkil hai
Aahon se dil bharna, yaara raat se din karna
Kab yeh poori hogi door yeh doori hogi - 2
Roz safar karna, yaara raat se din karna

--FEMALE--
Tujh bina pagli yeh purvai - 2
Aake meri chunri mein bhar**i
Tu kabhi aise hi gale lag jaise yeh purvai
Aa gale lag jaise yeh purvai
Saathiya sun tu
Kal jo mujhko neend na aayi
Paas bulaaye na
God mein apni sar rakh le na
Lori suna de na
Chupke se lag jaa gale raat ki chaadar tale
Chaand ki bhi aahat na ho, baadal ke peechhe chale
Jale katra katra, gale katra katra
Raat bhi na hile aadhi aadhi yeh - 2
Chupke se lag jaa gale raat ki chaadar tale
Chaand ki bhi aahat na ho, baadal ke peechhe cha

Relax With Pep (Eric B. & Rakim)




Relax with pep

My styles will move
I'm calm but deadly heat up but cool
I'm rough as a right hook but still look smooth
Even when I'm unseen I show and prove
Women I give 'em pain and still soothe
As I 'll put you down ?(when them)? hard to put up wit
Swell up like helium but I can make you fit
I'm taking what I want and make you wanna give it here
Provoking you to flaunt you get the idea
Got it, gone, my schedule is packed
My day is lay back 'cause I'm ahead of all that
Then I can relax 'cause I'm before my time
I hand you a manual before the rhymes
So you can catch up and keep up and move right alone
The day is kind of off but I can get it on
I'm taking it step by step and when the night is in depth
It's cool 'cause I'm relax wit pep
Relax wit pep
Relax wit pep

I inchant a riot wit a quiet storm
Is it the way I parlay or the knowledge being born
All praise due to the magnificient, most high and magnificient
From him, I was sent wit intent to invent
New ways for better displays, for better days
No more crimes, I got rhymes and it pays
I'm prepared to take mine and get mine
And I can protect mine even wit a rhyme or a nine
A silent rage but ?(I'm amplified)?
Rhymes multiply, it's hard to provoke when I
Put a mode in effect, the episode's correct
Reload and you don't know code to respect
I get swift and change a rule, adapt the master
But still remainable, rap gets faster
Reacts and projects and tracks and it get
To the max, it's in depth, it attacks but it's relax wit pep
Relax wit pep
Relax wit pep, relax wit pep

Check one, them I'm a check another one, two
The R's brand new so you can view a view
I got equisite, exhibit, explizzit
Is it a whiz kid or kid quiz it, well is it
Relax, I'll track out, lap the halpf stepper
Here come the right one baby and Dr. Pepper
So check the wreck up scale rhymes overload
Blow up and explode, abrupt and reload the code
You can't pinpoint a low cape, the **
Or evaluate the up to date, skate
Up front, laid back, coming off on track
Girls want some of this because I'm all of that
Sweat the concept as the ?(epps)? in depth
As the track is kept, you can't intercept the step
React and projects and it tracks and it gets
To the max and in depth, it attacks but it's relax wit pep
Relax wit pep
Relax wit pep, it's relax wit pep


Messiah (Dead Celebrity Status)

(Chorus) - Move out the way when I'm passin' through.
I got heads to the front and the back of you.
I got the world in my hands, you could have it too.
I got two middle fingers and they're pointed at you!

(Chorus)

I'm the messiah, I'm anti-celebrity,
I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the 70's.
Dead Celeb's the movement, your the student,
It's time to change the world kids!
Here's the blue-print.
Something smells like teen spirit,
Like the ghost of Kurt Cobain wrote these lyrics,
And forced America to listen,
With a million angry misfits screamin', "** the system!"
I'm the pain in Axel Rose's diary,
That's why an appetite for destruction lives inside of me.
I'm not - your - typical lyricist,
Acting gangsta and sellin' out appearences.
They need to take a musicology class,
So thank God the prince has finally come back,
To save from the w** water at El Creek's sideshow,
I'm the anti-American teen idol!

(Chorus x 2)

Like the hands of Michael Jackson's plastic surgeon,
Changin' music into a different person.
I took it's face and changed it, replaced it,
Surgically, verbally, gave it a face lift.
Now it's some new shit we callin' Blood Music
For Dead Celeb fans who can relate to it.
(And now!)
So let the games begin, you either turn with the world or you watch it spin.
If your dreams were stolen by a liar,
Then steal it back like your name is Winona Ryder.
Don't be afraid, be stronger, divide and conquer,
Come out swingin' like Ozzfest concerts.
Times up, I'm callin' you to rise up,
No more walking blind with your eyes shut.
Find a message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records played backwards!

(Chorus x2)

[10 second interlude]

I'll fight for this like it's a violent game,
I'm in between Grand Theft Auto and Max Payne. I'm the magic in the hands of David Blain,
Spit so much that I'll leave this microphone stained.
Along came a spider, spinnin' webs of hatred.
Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment,
Where stars are born and celebrities tell lies,
The revolution will now be televized!

[11 second interlude]

(Chorus x 2)

Move! I got two middle fingers and they're pointed at you.

Move! I got two middle fingers and they're pointed at you.

Move! I got two middle fingers and they're pointed at you.

Move! I got two middle fingers and they're pointed at,

** you!

Alina (4lyn)

this one is goin out 2 all our peepz out there
who brought us 2 tha next level,2 da 4lyn-level.
and had our backs 4 mad years.
Now ist time 4 us 2 take it back and pay dues
and pay respect 2 all our families,friends and fans...

u saw me trippin on da mic,everday.
see where i am now?
got a heavy-debut out now, POW!
it´s been a long time,like rakim said wayback.
and i met a lot of people,sum of them were cool and sum were w**!
paperchasin-idiots-i saw em slime,
and rootless-wannabe´s,i saw em try 2 rhyme.
i met people wit´ no backbone, try 2 dig in ma pocket.
and i met people,no matter what,they knew how 2 rock it.
I dedicate this track 2 all the people who gave me love.
2 mom,peter z.,n-dog up above.
nastee-naughty and p-dog 4 holdin´ it down...
brompton-city-old-skool-roots by tha pound.
and john ,i wish ya**could be here...
cuz without u,theres nothing the same out here.
people like u make dis life worth livin and i
love u 4 dat 4 lookin after me and watchin ma back..peace.

and 4 my peepz i truly care,cuz without
some of them i wouldnt be here,be here.
and they all know how i feel...

2 ma mentor,teacher and my idol-ma cousin guido
i hope u got away from suicide.
found a better crib? I hope ya**is gettin well.
life is hard these days,yo,it aint hard 2tell.
mr chips&coke and ma bro harmfull..
a&b represented and a dream came true 4 4lyn,
kane,deee and chi,nah mean?
without u guyz i´m nothing in dis musical dream.
carolyn and ma girl hardknox-4 stayin true 2 da game
and knockin suckers out da box.
my sikk-kids-greenspan in full effect.
flow-rock and DMK-2 me u guyz are all of dat.
sir mad-here comes trouble indeed!
the dealers in double-h. C.I.T.Y. 4 sellin mad weed.
thanxafukkinlot 4 bein there when i needed u da most.
ronnie brazko,4lyn and i´m ghost..

and 4 my peepz i truly care,cuz without
some of them i wouldnt be here,be here.
and they all know how i feel...

now i take it wayback,bust sum shots,21, rhyme-salute 2 all ya guyz
who´ve been down wit da fizzour lizzyn squizzad,check this out..
2 all our families 4 stickin behind us-4 all ya love,time and all
of ya trust,come on.
miss wicked,dominic,la famillia-4 real u know how we feel.
ali,sir kellner,olb, thorsten&nela king 4 lettin us do what we want in our own swing.
2 bartek,boone&crew and mer-le,deep down in our hearts,what else can i say?
yo,my g-town-homiez,i feel ya..my love and inspiration from brownstown,samira!
all the clubs we´ve played in and bands we played with,
max and dartman,the whole blue noise-department.
and 2 millie and thomas cornerbreak,it´s only rokk´n´roll,and we know that u like it

Blueberry (Snoop Dogg)

INTRO:(PRINCE ITIAL)
Watch it!Watch it!
Daz is coming and there'll be no more waiting
Watch it!Watch it!
Kurupt is coming and there'll be no more waiting
Watch it!Watch it!
Doggystyle is coming and there'll be no more waiting
You might be shooting up close with the Itial ever lose respectin

VERSE 1:(KURUPT)
Now follow me deep in the depths of my mind
Thinkin many plots blossoms how amny times?
I'm sedated my (?conscriptiated?) from beginning
Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke
To my loccs way down in the Valley deep
To my homies in the Pound from L-ong Beach
To my bulls out in Philly coz all they smoke is phillies
Wit' these silly**bitches out for a niggas riches
Now really really ever slip or trip
A big shout out to my niggas in ??
I spits the vocabulary to sinks MCs like ships
With my nocturnal rhymes and editorial clips
I gotta click that'll hit you like a thousand volts
The homies catchin cases,robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit might hit like that
Listen in,get elevated off the verbal contact

BRIGDE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ)
When a nigga gotta strive for his he can't stop
Gotta get somewhere
When a nigga gotta mash for his he can't stop
Gotta get somewhere

VERSE 2:(DAZ,BAD AZZ,*unknown*)
My mind-state these days make the average nigga afraid
Hurt em in the worst way,put it down for myself
Put em to rest,confess nevertheless
Snatch em a cap and destroy em at my best
For the simple fact that with contact we the block entourage
We drop bombs and we known to calm down the savage beast
And the rest of the jungle,while mistreat
Any MC tryin to ** with D-A-Z
I represent it to the fullest,it could be a verbal massacre
In '96,with a diff'rent approach I'm shit
I got the flavour and I'm major,bust the ass
Niggas can't stop us and can't fade us
Shady**niggas can't stand next to ya
When the Tek connects to ya,swift as a cheetah when I'm catchin ya
I bet'cha I won't let ya escape
Face-to-real on point-to-train-to kill beyond the violated area
When the smoke clears the area,rather we toast
So at home I blaze the zag or the bone
Once again another zone is gone
MCs try to step they get lit and blown

At the end the lights go out so before they do
I'm a L-B-C on through,stayin true
Demanding my respect,respect is what I've given
So respect is what I expect,the money got me driven
To the point of no return so the streets I roam
Don't catch chrome to the dome of this flack black
.45 calibre Glock,gat,gun or pistol
Whistle and watch all my homeboys come run
Or hear the click,damn that shit that you get hit with
When we bust I let loose,this is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that jealous and hate it but can't fade it
With the every attempt they fail,oh well
Consequences get suffered,I put pressure on sucker mother**ers
The bill is crisp,(the deal is )the deal is this-
I gotta plot em on a mash for my chips
Get in my way and get stepped on
I'm stompin,steppin with my projectile weapon

Wuz up (?Jex?)so's eject the hum
When I swarm through,who knew about the real deal I conceal?
But still can you feel the topic of the whole situation is trust
No ho is a must!If I bust
My brain constructs to form knowledge to the max
Defeatin and deletin elevation set backs
We wax tracks and smack up MCs who compose the violence
Bringin drama with no parental guidance
Eyes went deceived,somethin up my sleeve to intrigue
And these MCs will be Gs also D-P-Gs and L-B-Cs
When we do the do to you so go call your crew
And who wants to compete with technique
Conflict will be verbal so watch how you speak
And what you say when I display
Sleepless acts as (?bombin ya?),suffer from insomnia
And I'm a gonna be comin for you
So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle Crew
(Watch out nigga!)

OUTRO:(SNOOP DOGG)
It's the sucker MC barbecue cookout!Cookout!
Watch out now!
Ha-ha yeah wit'cha bad self.Watch out!

Can´t Wait Until Tonight (Max Mutzke)

Don't wanna talk about the way I am
I only try to make you understand
that my affection is so really true
I get my heart with something since I met you

Chorus:
Just can't wait until tonight babe
till i have you by my side babe
Just can't wait until tonight babe
for being with you

do do do do do
just can't wait
do do do do do mmh mmh
do do do do do
for being with you



first time I saw you it just knocked me down
the way you smiled has turned my life around
i never thought that it would catch me so
I'll get my head together cause I want you to know

Chorus:
Just can't wait until tonight baby
till i have you by my side baby
Just can't wait until tonight my lady
to being with you


true love won't be afraid of no one
true love can lead us trough the day
I get my head together and I want you to say



Just can't wait until tonight babe
till I have you by my side babe
Just can't wait until tonight babe
for being with you



do do do do do just can't wait
do do do do do mmh mmh
do do do do do for being with you

The gunners dream (Pink Floyd)

Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
In the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream.
I had a dream.
Good-bye Max.
Good-bye Ma.
After the serng slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream.
A place to stay
"Oi! A real one ..."
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
And no one kills the children anymore.

Night after night
Going round and round my brain
His dream is driving me insane.
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight.
What's done is done.
We cannot just write off his final scene.
Take heed of his dream.
Take heed.


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