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Listen Arindy MC, Krunic, Flame - Dodji


Lyrics

Victim of a Foolish Heart (Joss Stone)

Your scars were still showing
When I first met you baby
From all the wrong she had done to you
Then I came along and applied a little lovin'
Slowly but surely I brought you through

Now she's back to rekindle that old flame
She's got a different angle baby
But she's playing the same old game

Baby don't be a victim of a foolish heart
Don't let her lies get next to you
She's just tryin' to tear us apart
She's tryin' to make me her victim too

Now I know she comes around here every time I leave
(Look out baby)
Because she knows she's still on your mind

Even a wise man jumps in misery somewhere down the line
(Listen Baby)
But only a fool would jump the second time

Our affair is growing stronger everyday
Don't let her come and steal our happiness away

Baby don't be a victim of a foolish heart
Don't let her lies get next to you
She's just tryin' to tear us apart
She's tryin' to make me her victim too

Baby don't be a victim of a foolish heart
Don't let her lies get next to you
She's just tryin' to tear us apart
She's tryin' to make me her victim too

Roads Of Thunder (Shadow Gallery)

[A) EMPOWERED]
Are your deeds so really bad?
Your secret life untold
Please tell me
Just try me
But you say goodnight and shut me down until tomorrow
When you come to life again
And reveal just maybe
What's going on inside of you
The real you
Strange feeling
Right now I want to look you in the eyes
And tell you how I feel
I've lived the life of a lonely man
And I've traveled roads of thunder
Calling out to Heaven
Send your rain on down
Time has come to make my move
I want to join with you
I'm not powerless tonight
I'm tired of silent conversations
With a mystery
It's so strange
We both know
We've grown so close
It's like you're mine and I am yours
And that's where things go wrong
You're not meant to be invisible
Please speak to me with spoken words
And prove you're real
I never knew that I could feel with such conviction
And I just don't understand what separates our world
I've lived the life of a lonely man
And I've traveled roads of thunder
Calling out to Heaven
Send your rain on down
Time has come to make my move
I want to join with you
I'm not powerless tonight
What if I cross the line
And I show you I mean business
Prove that we're alike
And send some rain on down?
Seems to me in these busy days
It's not just what you say
You gotta turn it back on them and fight!
I feel my life turning pages at the mercy of the wind
There it is now
The course for me to take
Embed a virus in the system
Send their money flying to the ground
Financially restrained
The network down in flames
It's gonna take all that I know
But in the end they'll be mourning
Their system as it bleeds and dies
[B) VIRUS]
[C) POWERLESS]
I've lived the life of a lonely man
Now there's no more time for waiting
What I've gone and done
I sent the rain on down
What happens next is now up to you
You gotta make a move
Don't leave me powerless tonight
I really mean it we've got to talk
This is something you believe in
Calling out to Heaven
Send your line on down
Now you know that I'm on my own
I'm waiting by the phone
You're not powerless tonight

Drenched (Calexico)

Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
the city lights are closing in on him
the distance grows shorter for a while
he wonders what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
"the roads never lead where they're supposed to go"
that's what he tells himself before he lets it go
out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road
the words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked
"no more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain
ventures on up through the colorades and settles under the rock
and pines, and stakes claim
still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
the roads never lead where they're supposed to go
they just twist 'round and 'round the flame
the eyes closing, the heart retains
a bit of a spark before it fades away
that's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
and what he tells himself... "better let it go"

Xodus (Nefilim)

Exit rites, new altered states
In the arena of light
We welcome your fate
Let the dead carry the dead
Pyre for the flames
Embers of life in the wilderness remain

Xodus - I feel reborn
Xodus - reborn

Your memory and life
I watch it all go up in flames
Left to die again
Fear is mine

Morning comes as light
Burning out my eyes
This is the place we're suffering
As we come in from the night
Alive

"If you are human, this is humanity"

Xodus - no place to run - meriahs impaled
Xodus - real blood - the rites of change
Xodus - now I feel reborn
Xodus - reborn

Rise, rise, rise, rise...

UK Visa Versa (MC Lars)

Hey England... let's kick it.

Cops without guns and the NME.
Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?
Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings?
Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens?
Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race.
Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie.

CHORUS
I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons.
But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us.

REPEAT CHORUS

iGeneration (MC Lars)

And people tried to put us down, when iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound.
My generation sat the mecca of malls, Times Square, I'm there, Viacom installs.
So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell.
No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it's on. So who agree upon this cowboy Genghis Khan?
The choice made, baby. Hey we'd take it back, logged in dropped out, MTV took track.
They sold it back to us and claimed no correlation. The iMac, iPod, iGeneration.
And I'm waiting for the day we can get out. The world is ours, that's the story no doubt.
Want to be more info super highway traffic, want to be more than a walking demographic!

CHORUS
"Hey! You're part of it." Talking about the iGeneration.
"Yeah! You're part of it." Talking about my iGeneration.

See the iGeneration knew organization meant optimization and unification,
When imagination gave participation in creation of culture a manifestation.
The Berlin Wall fell and out we came, the post-Cold War kids laid claim to AIM.
LOL, OMG, yo, BRB. Space, colon, dash, closed parenthesis.
We sat at our laptops and typed away, and found that we each had something to say.
Web-logged our fears, our hopes and dreams. Individuated by digital means.
Fiber optic lenses, DVD, Coca Cola, Disney and Mickey D's.
Flat mass culture, the norm that took holdÉ I hope I die before I get sold.

REPEAT CHORUS

This is the I-N-T-E-R-N-E-T ge-na-ra-tion, see?
This is the I-N-T-E-R-N-E-T ge-na-ra-tion, see?

REPEAT CHORUS

Dyvim Tvar (Battleroar)

Dyvim Tvar - Keeper of the Dragon Horde - Lord of Fire
Dyvim Tvar - Unchain the Rage from Above - Flaming Glory

Almighty leader of dragons of Melnibone
At your command, destruction unfolds
For the glory of Chaos, the Fate's horn calls
In the Wake of the legions of Dyvim Tvar

By the sacred caves outside Imrryr
In a place where no mortal should dare
Lives a race as old as time itself
Ancient allies to the powers of chaos

Bringers of fire and venomous death
Eyes cold as a frozen desert
Shades of dark green and bright gold on their scales
gleaming in spirals of flames

Dyvim Tvar - Keeper of the Dragon Horde - Lord of Fire
Dyvim Tvar - Unchain the Rage from Above - Flaming Glory

Almighty leader of dragons of Melnibone
At your command, destruction unfolds
For the glory of Chaos, the Fate's horn calls
In the Wake of the legions of Dyvim Tvar

Remnants of a perpetual war
In a vortex of cinders they soar
Beastly heirs of lost kingdoms, behold
Where they came from, no one can recall

Great wings are beating with thunderous force
Stendors of knighthood unfurl
Riders with shields and spears mounting the horde
Champions of eternal war

Ancient kings of the sea
Heed the call of Dyvim
You who conquered this world
in olden days
Only few of your elder race remain
Sacred kings, hear my voice
Spread your wings on the waves
To defend with your fire
The gates of Melnibone
When the omens are drawn
And the dice is cast for war

All In My Heart (John Michael Montgomery)

(Mike Geiger/Woddy Mullis)

I sit here tonight
And look in your eyes
For that old familiar flame
That love that burns
Makes my wolrd turn
Two hearts beating the same
Is it all in my mind
Or is it harder to find
I feel like I'm in the dark
I thought it was real
But I'm starting to feel
Like it must be all in my heart

I'm a fool for believing
But I just keep dreaming
While we just keep drifting apart
Trying to make something
Where there's really nothing
I guess it's all in my heart

I keep telling myself
There's something else
I could do
To find that spark
But wherever it lies
It's not in your eyes
I guess it's all in my heart

I'm a fool for believing
But I just keep dreaming
While we just keep drifting apart
Trying to make something
Where there's really nothing
I guess it's all in my heart
Just trying to make something
Where there's really nothing
I guess it's all in my heart

Crazy Drunken Style (Masta Ace)

[ Lord Digga ]
Good good mornin, this is a warnin
You slept on me last night, so stop the **in yawnin
You shouldn'ta dialed 540-WAKE
You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place
I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?
Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes
And I just might ** your wife, cause I'm livin trife
I gives a ** about a punk pussy rapper
Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after
You little punk bastards, the Digga's comin after
Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission
Say your prayers like a christian
Or your punk**will be missin
Like Jimmy Hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper
Comin to kick your**proper to a slow beat or some opra
But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like Cindy Lauper

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Masta Ace ]
I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer
It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I try to eat right, so don't even talk of swine
Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine
The mathmatical abstraction, I'm waxin
Maxin with action, shootin like Paxton
Ring goes the ???, ding-ding goes the bell
It's the man with the clientele, here to rock you well
Knock the red out your socks, now it don't match your necks
It's the crazy drunken style like a big glass of Beck's

Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink
Of the lyrical intoxicants to make your breath stink (2x)

We got the lyrical - hangover
Check it out
If the mic was a 40 (I would never be sober) (2x)

(Drunk on Friday night)

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Lord Digga ]
When I'm brainstormin I do more than just rain
Cause I'ma get you and throw your mama from the train
I'm kinda vain, that makes me wanna slaughter
Doin shit you never thought of
So don't cross the Digga, cause I'm a nigga over drunk waters
So heat up the skillet, so I can cook MC's like gizzards
And beat that**when you're off to see the wizard
Oh is it, that bad mutha**a? Word to scouts honor
The nigga from Saturday Night that rippin shit like Sinead O'Connor
So I wanna be startin some with mutha**as that'll front when
They really know they really don't want nothin
Over here, cause I get heads fly like Mike and a pair of Nike Airs
Agressive like a grizzly, so ** a care bear
Rapunzel, suck my dick... and cut the weave out your hair

Death Becomes All (Illnath)

I am the master ruling the fate
Of the invisible ones guarding the gate
Walking in the shadows feeling the pain
Why do they wander fleeting in vain

I seek to gather and to enslave
The souls of mortal men wanting their awe
Watching the embers of burning bones
In gloomy darkness haunting their homes

They are forever the meek, facing the trial
So I walk with the moonlight, weeding the weak
No one escape my burning wrath
Feeling joy just listening to their final dying shriek

Living their lives out in utter misery
They are the mortal weaklings from birth forsaken
No need to shed no tears when time has come
For them to leave this world behind forever more

I seek to gather and to enslave
The souls of mortal men wanting their awe
Watching the embers of burning bones
In gloomy darkness haunting their homes

They are forever the meek, facing the trial
So I walk with the moonlight, weeding the weak
No one escape my burning wrath
Feeling joy just listening to their final dying shriek

Living their lives out in utter misery
They are the mortal weaklings from birth forsaken
You still shed tears for every loved one
But still I come to reap them all

I am the master ruling the fate
Of the invisible ones guarding the gate
Walking in the shadows feeling the pain
Why do they wander fleeting in vain

Reaper
Eternal is thy name
With the fall of the masses
Alight the flame

You are
The harbinger of fall
With the rise of eternity
When death becomes all


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