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Listen Christina Shusho - Naona Pendo


Lyrics

Christina (Patty Griffin)

If you had the real thing how would you tell
Liars can say it all just as well
Every single word you've heard in vain
Baubles of gold, stars in your hair
Reflections that told that they were not there
And the diamonds on your cheeks have turned to flames
And up in the air they would write your name there
But love would fall to pieces in the rain
Who would know better than you
A hundred love letters and none of them true

Christina, Christina

It's a wondrous world of ridiculous things
With nothing so rare as the love that it brings
In the silence of a smile that understands
A piece of the action, pieces of gold
Everyone's paid well and does what they're told
For the simple daughter of a simple man
And up in the air they would write your name there
Their love will fall to pieces in the rain
Who would know better than you
A hundred love letters and none of them true

Christina, Christina
Christina, Christina

Pistol Pistol (D-12 Featuring Eminem)

[Bizarre]
Yeah, welcome to Amityville

[Swifty]
Detroit, nigga!

[Bizarre]
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols! Ha ha ha ha!

[Chorus - Eminem]
Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews
like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
nobody got my back in this bitch but this two
Sorry officer, I don't care how pissed I get you
but I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

[Swifty McVay]
Nigga, we violently active, so ** with us
see I'm backwards - I slap niggas and punch bitches
Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the Lord
when my parents talk to me they've got mean mugs and ignore
They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor
shells from the forty-four scattered over their porch
Bustin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you
trying to break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you
Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you, you and your ho
you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible
There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you
young, Black, and powerful, (BITCH!) and I ain't gotta lie to you

[Proof]
Stepped in the door waving the four-four
blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low
They call my (?), but I spit fire
I lit five inside a ** dickrider
The clip slider, love to blast a Mag, you're a FAG
you love being**to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
never say that I'm a gangsta, now THAT'S gangsta
Yall niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac
yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough
It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness
I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell outta business
It won't be the same since we touching the game
make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain
You think this shit's a game and we're bluffing for fame?
I'll squeeze off this tech until NOTHING remains

[Chorus]

[Kuniva]
The only time that I'm at piece/peace is when I'm close to one
cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done
Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works
these cowardly niggas'll put your ** life in the dirt
Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless
alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless
That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creepin
waking you up with AKs while you lie sleeping
I'd rather pack the heat and not need
rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic

[Gunshot]

[Kon Artis]
You know the sound when I'm spinnin round
spittin these rounds from fo' pounds
while the whole crowd is screaming as loud
from they're mouths as they possibly allow
Nothing is parallel to making you carousel
arial sommersault from ferris wheels to a pair of shells
Denaun carry the nine where I go
bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at five-0
Some semi-automatic for static's the motto
spitting like [Columbine kids] from Colorado

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]
This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock
it'll make Jehova's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!)
It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse
it'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!)
It'll make Holyfield start fighting
it'll make Ma$e say "** church!" and go back to writing
It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
it'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall
It'll make Christopher Reeve start walking
it'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking
It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut
it'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a ** mutt
It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde
it'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Koran
It'll make Ike stop beating Tina
it'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina
Christina Aguilera... HA HA HA HA!

[Eminem-Chorus]

[Swifty]
Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga! You better have an aim
cause if you don't - you're FINISHED - flat out, nigga, nigga, nigga
What? ** around and get popped with NO hesitation, straight up

[Bizarre]
Look at where the ** we stay at!
Nigga, look where the ** we stay at!
** around with us, you get popped

Threat (Jay-Z)

[Intro]
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the - the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr
And I, nigga I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga

[Jay-Z]
Yeah, I done told you niggaz
9 or 10 times stop **in with me
I done told you niggaz
9 albums, stop **in with me
I done told you niggaz
The 9 on me, stop **in with me
You niggaz must got 9 lives
9th wonder

[Verse One]
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
the technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a un-usual musical I conductin
You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rylin me up
For three years, they had me peein out of a cup
Now they bout to free me up, whatchu think I'm gon' be, what?
Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me **, but
You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, drivin like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
The whole hood'll want ya, you startin to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin bout Feds
Nigga them body-snatchers, nigga you heard what I said

[Chorus]
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop **in with me
R. -- I. -- P.

[Interlude]
That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild
Nigga I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr SHIT right hurr!

[Verse Two]
Grown man I put hands on you
I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack niggaz, let Sam tap dance on you
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
... I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang
Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it
Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
... y'all niggaz is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays
from the 38 special, nigga, God bless you

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Who you thank you dealin with?
They call me Chris, nigga I been makin threats
since I been in kindergarten nigga!
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard

[Verse Three]
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
like numchuks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
It's a match made in heaven when I [blaow] 'splay the 7
Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11
Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
[blaow blaow] that I'm so sin-surr?
I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin
I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
That's right

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Whattup? Mother**er I keep three mother**ers what?
Nigga I'll throw a Molotov cocktail through your momma's momma's house
Nigga what the - where everybody live!
Undercover nigga take your teeth out your mouth nigga
Chew your food up and put the shit back in your mouth nigga
and help you swallow
Nigga I take a mop handle off nigga
And sweep nigga - hold on, I'll be - nigga what?

Oh Daddy (Christina Milian)

VERSE 1:]
I used to be Daddy's little girl
To us you meant the world
And oh, how we seemed so happy
Thought we had everything
But oh, how the seasons changed
When you broke up wiht us and made a new family

So many times I cried
Sleepless nights
Asking why did you go
I still don't know
What happened to the man I used to know?

[CHORUS:]
You loved me then left me out here with no Daddy
No longer a family with Daddy
Though we struggled for a while we still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're ok, Oh Daddy

[VERSE 2:]
Day by day it got so hard
Ma taking any job
And the car just won't drive and nothing to get by
Next thing we in a food line
These things, no you didn't see
Cuz dad you gave up on me
I just kept following my dreams

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[BRIDGE:]
Now slowly I start to understand
This was just all part of a plan
Cuz withouth you we've been through so many things
Now to you we are thanking
And every word I say is true
I couldn't forgive but now I do
But we still can't forget I just can't let it happen all over again

[REPEAT CHORUS 2x]

Dame Lo Que Yo Te Doy (Christina Aguilera)

Tú no quieres ver que es lo
Que pasa aquí
No hace falta decirte que
Yo no soy solo para ti
Por que lo que quiero
Hacer es algo casual al fin
Y si lo que quiero es un pecado
Ven y quémate junto a mí
Baja

Baja por mi cintura
Besa mi piel ** (oh)
Quédate en mi locura
Dame lo que yo te doy (ohh)
Que no se acabe nunca (ooh)
Para amarnos sin censura
(Sin censura)
Con más ganas me tortura
Dame lo que yo te doy

Si con otro un día me ves
Clámate que yo no soy de ti
Tus celos y obsesión, son tu error
No me culpes a mí
Y si tú puedes aceptar y recordar
Que a nada me comprometí (sí)
Podremos desatar esta pasión, calor
Que quema y vive en mí
Baja

Baja por mi cintura
(Mi cintura)
Besa mi piel ** (ohh)
Quédate en mi locura
Dame lo que yo te doy
(Dame lo que doy)
Que no se acabe nunca
(Lo que doy)
Para amarnos sin censura
(Sin censura)
Con más ganas me tortura
Dame lo que yo te doy

Ve que mi cuerpo arde
Que el fuego no se apague
Que la noche no acabe
Tienes que saberme amar
Sin llegarte a enamorar

No quiero amor ni quiero romance
Lo físico tienes que darme
Hacer hervir mi sangre
Tienes que saberme amar
Sin llegarte a enamorar

Lo nuestro es físico (oh)
Hacemos el amor, sin sentir amor (yeah)
(Dame lo que yo te doy)
Es natural el placer
Tu disfrutas, y yo también
Sin relación
(Dame lo que yo te doy)
Quiero tu cuerpo
No tu corazón

Baja por mi cintura
(Por mi cintura)
Besa mi piel **
(Ohh, yeah yeah yeah)
Quédate en mi locura
Dame lo que yo te doy
(No te enamores)
Que no se acabe nunca
Para amarnos sin censura
(Sin censura...)
Con más ganas me tortura
Dame lo que yo te doy

Baja por mi cintura
(Baja por mi cintura)
Besa mi piel **
(Mi piel **)
Quédate en mi locura
Dame lo que yo te doy (oh)
Que no se acabe nunca
(Que mi cuerpo)
Para amarnos sin censura
(Si en la noche)
Con más ganas me tortura
(Ooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, ohh)
Dame lo que yo te doy

Ven acá
No seas tímido
Tengo ganas

Dame lo que yo te doy

aikotoba (christina vidal)

kyou ichinichi mo aa ii hi datta naa sou ieru no wa shikai no naka ni kimi ga ita kara daisuki na hito gachan to shiawase dattara hito yori ooku naite mo ii demo kotobattarazu de tsuyogattari shite todokanai omoi futo mienai ashita ni fuan ni naru kara mimimoto de sasayaite hoshii yo aikotoba aikotoba futari shika shiranai daiji na jikan o sugoshitekita kara ne sabishii toki setsunai toki omoidashite hoshii itsumo soba ni iru koto o kata no chikara ga suutto nukeru nda yo tsurai toki koso "daijoubu!" tte ittekureru to kakedashita kimi no yume ga kanau toki made mitsumeteiyou tte kimeta yo nanige nai shigusa mo anshin na koe mo takaramono ni shitekita moshi kimi ga totsuzen kieteshimattara... nante koto ureu hodo itoshii aikotoba aikotoba nankai demo iu yo saigo ni tsunagu te machigawanai you ni ureshii koto tanoshii koto ichiban ni tsutaetai kimi ni deaete yokatta aikotoba aikotoba futari shika shiranai daiji na jikan o sugoshitekita kara ne sabishii toki setsunai toki omoidashite hoshii itsumo soba ni iru koto o

Wir Halten Jetzt Die Welt An (Christina Stuermer)

Wir war'n verrueckt - total verliebt
Kribbeln im Bauch - 'n bisschen Angst
Das war kein Traum - schau mich an
Wir ha'm doch jetzt noch weiche Knie

Komm fass mich an - halt mich fest
Hau bloss nicht ab - aus meiner Welt
Du strahlst mich an - wenn du lachst
Da geh'n Feuerwerke ab

Du - es geht gut
Und immer weiter

Wir halten jetzt die Welt an
Die soll sich spaeter weiter dreh'n
Mit dir fängt alles an, tausend Lichter leuchten
Ich kann's kaum glauben

Ah - ich muß los - voll gemein
Noch'n Kuss - wieder allein
Ich halt's nicht aus - ich ruf dich an
Wir reden Stunden, Tage lang

Du - es geht gut
Und immer weiter

Refrain:
Manchmal haben wir voll den Krach,
Ich schenk Dir ein, Du schenkst mir nach
Koennen nicht verstehen, sind richtig blind
Doch wir hoeren nicht auf bis es dann wieder stimmt.

Rebellen Der Sonne (Christina Stuermer)

wir gehen spazieren am himmel
werden sterne der nacht,
gehen mit der sonne schlafen
wenn sie am morgen erwacht,
sprechen wir
unsere neue sprache
uebermut macht uns frei
ernaehren uns von liebe
keine sorgen dabei

rebellen der sonne
haben freiheit geklaut,
hitze auf unserer haut
rebellen der sonne,
aus liebe gebaut,
fuer immer vertraut
spass und uebermut,
tut allen gut
folgen der sonne
wohin sie auch geh
rebellen der sonne
sommerplanet

leben mit den sternen
zum schlafen keine zeit,
ernaehren uns
von einzigen kuessen
reine gedankenlosigkeit

das element ist das wasser
werden zu delphinen,
wir tanzen mit den winden
reine liebe empfinden

haben der langweile gekuendigt
uns gegen den alltag versuendigt
suchen nicht sinn,
sondern sinnlichkeit

Rebellen der Sonne
Rebellen der Sonne

haru ichiban (christina vidal)

yuki ga tokete kawa ni natte nagarete yukimasu tsukushi no ko ga hazukashige ni kao o dashimasu mou sugu haru desu ne chotto kidottemimasen ka kaze ga fuite atatakasa o hakonde kimashita dokoka no ko ga tonari no ko o mukae ni kimashita mou sugu haru desu ne kare o sasottemimasen ka naite bakari itatte shiawase wa konai kara omoi kooto nuide dekakemasen ka mou sugu haru desu ne koi o shitemimasen ka hidamari ni wa suzumetachi ga tanoshisou desu yuki o hanete nekoyanagi ga kao o dashimasu mou sugu haru desu ne chotto kidottemimasen ka oshare o shite otoko no ko ga dekakete yukimasu mizu o kette kaeru no ko ga oyoide yukimasu mou sugu haru desu ne kare o sasottemimasen ka wakarebanashi shita no wa kyonen no koto deshita ne hitotsu otona ni natte wasuremasen ka mou sugu haru desu ne koi o shitemimasen ka yuki ga tokete kawa ni natte nagarete yukimasu tsukushi no ko ga hazukashige ni kao o dashimasu mou sugu haru desu ne chotto kidottemimasen ka wakarebanashi shita no wa kyonen no koto deshita ne hitotsu otona ni natte wasuremasen ka mou sugu haru desu ne koi o shitemimasen ka mou sugu haru desu ne koi o shitemimasen ka

Mr. President (Christina Stuermer)

Ich wuensch' mir heute Halloween
'nen Tarnumhang zum ueberzieh'n
ein Haustier haette ich so gern
und einen kleinen Stern, ja meinen Stern

Ich wünsch' mir eine grosse Wand
die ich ganz bunt bemalen kann
und dazu ein Vergissmeinnicht
dass du mich nicht vergisst, mich nicht vergisst

Du sagst mir dass du heute keine Zeit hast
ich weiss dass sowas nicht in deinen Kram passt
weil du schon immer etwas and'res vor hast
wann hast du Zeit für mich

hey, Mister President
wann kommst du mal vorbei
auf ’nen tee, ’nen Kaffee
auf ’ne Torte oder zwei
(denn) dann könnten wir mal reden
über dich und mich und jeden
(und) dann hoeren wir noch Oasis
checken ab was los ist

Ich hab' dir doch schon oft gemailed
ich haette gern' mehr Extrageld
und Frieden für die ganze Welt
das waere was mir fehlt, ja was mir fehlt

Ich wuensch' mir einen Wahrheitstag
an dem man nur die Wahrheit sagt
und schenk' mir einen Feiertag
wenn ich nicht aufsteh'n mag, nicht aufsteh'n mag

Ich weiss dass du schon wieder keine Zeit hast
weil sowas einfach nicht in deinen Kram passt
weil du schon etwas wichtigeres vor hast
nimm dir mal Zeit für mich

hey, Mister President
wann kommst du mal vorbei
auf ’nen tee, ’nen Kaffee
auf ’ne Torte oder zwei
(denn) dann könnten wir mal reden
ueber dich und mich und jeden
(und) dann hören wir noch Oasis
checken ab was los ist

hey, Mister President
du hast was ueberseh'n
ich kann dich nicht mehr verstehen
deine Welt ist ganz verkehrt
viel schlimmer
du warst noch nie auf einem Rockkonzert

Du weisst nicht dass ein President
auch alle meine Sorgen kennt
ich weiss du kannst das nicht verstehn
d'rum sage ich: auf wiederseh’n !

hey, Mister President
ich schick' dich in Pension
auf 'nen Tee, 'nen Kaffee
Kuchen hattest du ja schon
und ich such' mir wen zum reden
über dich und mich und jeden
dann hoeren wir noch Oasis
checken ab was los ist

hey, Mister President
ich hab dich ausgewaehlt
du bist jetzt mein neuer Held
du gibst mir was mir fehlt
doch sag' mir
hast du auch noch morgen für mich Zeit


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