Party Lyrics

Artist: Adore Delano / Release:2014-06-03 / Album: Till Death Do Us Party

Sevs run, cigarettes, stealin' munchies 'cause we can

Punk rock, gutter whore, tatted up; my arm is sore

Misfits, turning heads, bitches drinkin' from the kegs

Mosh pit, breakin' nails, feelin' just like Brody Dalle

We could do this our way

So we'll do it all night long, yeah

We could do this our way

So we'll do it all night long, yeah

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

Party all the time

Party all the time

Teenage growing pains, blue Bacardi in our veins

Wrap it up, get a room, 99 NOS balloons

Blow chunks in the sink, fuck it, I still need to pee

Cop cars all around, but they'll never shut us down

We could do this our way

So we'll do it all night long, yeah

We could do this our way

So we'll do it all night long, yeah

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

Party all the time

Party all the time

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

Party all the time

Party all the time

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, ooh

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

Party all the time

Party all the time

We can party

We can party

We can party all the time

Party all the time

Party all the time

High Street Lyrics

Artist: Khaled (Los Santos)

Yo.. Los niños del Bagdad, de la Nujaila

Yeah yeah..

Llegan los Destroyer A.K.A Ghost Busters

Que te follen retarded, disaster

¿Vas de Burt Lancaster? Yo de Huracán Carter

Carácter como Liza Minelli en Cabaret

Estñas más bonita in the Stone Garden, Thatcher Margaret

El piano de Szpilman, la cámara de Alfred, el puñal, la bañera, la cortina, la pared

La sangre escribió un R.I.P

Mortadelo, lila de parné, incauto, iluso

Menos Grand Theft Auto y más Mario Puzo

Se suben el minishort hasta el ombligo pa' marcar almeja

Más apretada que una Widow de la añeja

El barrio lleno de chivatos

Hablan de calle pero llaman a los payos

Yo y mi barrio no hablamos, nos liamos a puñetazos

Que aquí comemos to's del mismo plato

No hay sitio pa' sapos

Si pasan, echadle un gargajo

Vosotros los polis, nosotros los kakos

Si no entiendes esto pos' ponte al Pimp Flaco

Por que me estáis tirando si le doy a mi familia lo que gano

No me des amor, dame respeto

Yo por mis hermanos huesos rotos

Y porque no me irrito, agua bendita, pero que no te invito

Yo no hago remix, escribo punch-line, chivato

Que venga negro el gato, yo solo tengo un protegido

Aquí hablan los huevos, no quiero escuchar ni los latidos

Un minuto de silencio, estilo sucio

Yo no tengo precio, soy único

A los chivatos no los quiere ni su vieja

Me cago en los muertos de chivatas que hablan mierda

A tu cuello no le pega esa corbata

Ponte esta cuerda, cabrón, facha, mama verga

Granada' es un mar de agujas y de cristales

En un jodido Ze pequeño en cada puta calle

Quieren que no me raye, que no estalle, que me calle

Me vais a comer el glande, recurro al plan B

Tengo los dientes picaos porque fumo papela

Vosotros sois mas fekas que vuestras cadenas

Mi punto en frente de la plazeta

Y que se pase por mi mae que le parto la pierna

Y entro con los Keftas trajeron la yeka

Tu novia esta tatuándose mi nombre en la teta

Parguela, dice que la tienes pequeña

Que tienes los pies planos y que no bailas con ella

Estoy en calle Elvira, esto es Guantanamera

Vengo de combate bien caliente

Pa' to los pechos fríos, los mataos'

Coraje, no lo has comprendido

Hardcore en el compact, Onyx, 2Pac, Biggie y Wu-Tang

Ma vie, 90, quatre-vingt-dix

"Seguimos en calle Elvira..."

"Los niños del Bagdad, de la Nujaila..."

"Seguimos en calle Elvira..."

"De aquí no nos movemos, fuck Jawas..."

Dope Freestyle Lyrics

Artist: Irv Da Phenom / Release:2011-10-04 / Album: Allnighter

I'm under pressure

But never will I let 'em see me sweatin'

Though I'm only 22

I handle business like a veteran

I get up in the booth and get to bussin' like a weapon

Ain't left the lab two days rockin' the same clothes that I slept in

And when I finally do sleep it's only a couple hours filled with dreams of bussin' rhymes and me finding beats to devour

Nowadays we all rappers and everybody's a star

But nobody's taking time off they rhymes to focus on bars

While these niggas being trendy and trying to get on the blogs

I was dippin, slangin my new shit out the trunk of my car

Wouldn't let myself go home til I finished flippin' them all

I'm out the down on my dolo off No Doz, no driftin' off

Yeah I gotta stay awake

Make it to the next state

Keep on watchin' for them coppers cause they tryna run my plates

If you try to pull me over this might turn into a chase

Cause I'm surviving on my last

I ain't got no extra cash to be handing Uncle Sam while I'm trying to fight a case

This is bananas, I'm about to go ape

Shit

No local suckers is hatin' or on that fake shit

There's a mil out there, like uncooked food in the kitchen

And I just gotta make it

Just gotta make it

I said, there's a meal out there, like uncooked food in the kitchen my nigga

I just gotta make it, ha

The Lady Is A Tramp Lyrics

Artist: Ella Fitzgerald / Album: Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Rodgers and Hart Song Book

I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew, and never wished for Turkey

As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque

Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad

I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward)

But social circles spin too fast for me

My "hobohemia" is the place to be

I get too hungry, for dinner at eight

I like the theater, but never come late

I never bother, with people I hate

That's why the lady is a tramp

I don't like crap games, with barons and earls

Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls

Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls

That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the free, fresh wind in her hair

Life without care

I'm broke, it's o'k

Hate California, it's cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp

I go to Coney, the beach is divine

I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine

I follow Winchell, and read every line

That's why the lady is a tramp

I like a prizefight, that isn't a fake

I love the rowing, on Central Park lake

I go to Opera and stay wide awake

That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the green grass under my shoes

What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that

I'm alone when I lower my lamp

That's why the lady is a tramp

Evangeline Lyrics

Artist: Bad Religion / Release:2002-01-22 / Album: The Process of Belief

She came from heaven, well there's no point belaboring that

I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand

I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions and yet

Hey Jack, get back, in fact, don't do that

I act sharp but feel uncertain

'Cause next time it could be curtains

Evangeline, conspirator so fine

Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken

Compared to mine

What is your crime, Evangeline?

Now just to be certain, let's be sure to set the record straight

I could use an angel but I don't intend to split up the take

Never go for treason, but I got reasons that don't warrant debate

My act's intact and in fact you're not all that

You act sure but you're uncertain

'Cause next time it could be curtains

Evangeline, conspirator so fine

Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken

Compared to mine

What is your crime, Evangeline?

Well, there's no use turning back

It's already much too late

When the house is burning

Evangeline, conspirator so fine

Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken

Compared to mine

What is your crime, Evangeline?

Augen auf Lyrics

Artist: Sido / Release:2008-05-30 / Album: Ich und meine Maske

- Hey, hallo Kinder!

- Hallo Sido!

- Hi Anna, Hi Thorsten und die andern

- Levent, leg das Handy weg!

- Ok... soll ich euch mal 'ne Geschichte erzählen?

- Jaaaaaa!

- Dann hört zu jetzt

Die kleine Jenny war so niedlich als sie 6 war

Doch dann bekam Mama ihre kleine Schwester

Jetzt war sie nicht mehr der Mittelpunkt, sie stand hinten an

Und dann mit 12 fing sie hemmungslos zu trinken an

Das war sowas wie ein Hilfeschrei, den keiner hört

Bei jedem Schluck hat sie gedacht: Bitte Mama, sei empört!

Doch Mama war nur selten da, keiner hat aufgepasst

Papa hat lieber mit Kollegen einen drauf gemacht

Jenny war draußen mit der Clique, hier war sie beliebt

Hier wird man verstanden, wenn man oft zu Hause Krise schiebt

Sie ging mit dreizehn auf Partys ab achtzehn

Schminken wie 'ne Nutte und dann rein in das Nachtleben

Ecstasy, Kokain, ficken aufm Weiberklo

Flatrate saufen, sechsundfünfzig Tequila Shots einfach so

Wie viel mehr kann dieses Mädchen vertragen

Und ich sag: Kinder kommt, wir müssen den Eltern was sagen

Und das geht..

Hey... Mama mach die Augen auf

Aha..Treib mir meine Flausen aus

Ich will so gern erwachsen werden und nicht schon mit 18 sterben

Hey... Papa mach die Augen auf

Aha..Noch bin ich nicht aus'm Haus

Du musst trotz all der Schwierigkeiten Zuneigung und Liebe zeigen

Der kleine Justin war nicht gerade ein Wunschkind

Doch seine Mama ist der Meinung: Abtreiben gleich umbringen

Das Problem war nur, dass Papa was dagegen hatte

Deshalb fand man Justin nachts in der Babyklappe

(oh scheisse) Er wuchs von klein auf im Heim auf

Doch wenn der Betreuer was sagte gab er ein' Scheiß drauf!

Er hat schnell gemerkt, dass das nicht sein Zuhause ist

Hier gibt man dir das Gefühl, dass du nicht zu gebrauchen bist

Dass er jemals 18 wird kann man nur wenig hoffen

Denn er raucht mit 6, kifft mit 8 und ist mit 10 besoffen

Sag, wieviel mehr kann dieser Junge vertragen?

Und ich sag: Kinder kommt, wir müssen den Eltern was sagen

Und das geht..

Ein Kind zu erziehen ist nicht einfach, ich weiß das

So hast du immer was zu tun, auch wenn du frei hast

Pass immer auf, du musst ein Auge auf dein Balg haben

Am besten lässt du's eine Glocke um den Hals tragen

Kinder sind teuer, also musst du Geld machen

Du musst Probleme erkennen, und sie aus der Welt schaffen

Du musst zuhören, in guten und in miesen Zeiten

Du musst da sein, und du musst Liebe zeigen

Wer Kinder macht, der hat das so gewollt

Doch sobald es ernst wird mit der Erziehung, habt ihr die Hosen voll

Wieviel mehr kann die Jugend in Deutschland vertragen, (wie viel?)

Hört hin, wenn eure Kinder euch jetzt was sagen

Und das geht..

-Folg RapGeniusDeutschland!

Everything Lyrics

Artist: Cardi B / Release:2016-03-07 / Album: Gangsta Bitch Music Vol. 1

You know, people underestimated me

And making me feel like I'm never gonna amount to shit because I used to be a stripper

It feels like I'm getting whipped in the back, with words

But you know what?

They don't see the bigger picture

I had to feed myself, I had to feed my family

But you know what?

Just here me out

Lord forgive me for my sins

Forgive me for the crazy shit I wish I never did

I'm simply just a young hood girl tryna win

I just want it all, and I gon' pretend

Like I ain't never had to suck a dick to pay my rent

I'm tryna get my family out the hood and new cribs

I wanna finish paying my mothers new whip

I do it for a cause, so understand the kid

I want my little girl to go to school in Fort Lee

Schools in the hood, got him crazy, man he three

And it's fucked that it ain't how it's supposed to be

He should be counting 123's and ABC's

And momma used to beat my ass like every week

That's because she can't have nothing but love for me

I wanna spoil her so much, oh lord please

That's my everything

My everything, my family

You know what?

Even when I was stripping, like bitches was worried 'bout the wrong things

Oh they want red bottoms, they want the biggest cars

Like I'm worried 'bout my father stop cab driving

Before he turn sixty, and my mom stop being a cashier before she fifty like

That's why I'm working so hard out here

That's why I go so hard

Not for me, but for them though

You feel me?

Note to self, for my sister Hennessy

Try and go to school, finish up and get degrees

Don't be fucking trick niggas, just so you can eat

That's the shit I did and it really makes me weak

I would close my eyes, dying for it to be over

The thought of a stranger inside, I just can't be sober

Dirty ass breath, breathing all over my shoulders

Ain't no bitch gon' tell you that, just respect the soldier

And I wanna tell my dad, you don't gotta cab

Drive for two whole weeks just to make a stack

You don't gotta drive no more, I'm gon' change all that

I put that on my everything, I'm gon' pray for that

You know when I was a little girl I used to tell my mom

"Hey mom, when I grow up, I'm gonna buy you a house, I'm gonna buy you a car"

Until I turned eighteen, it's like damn, I can't even get me my own apartment

So, it's just like, now that I'm in this position I'm gonna

I'm gonna take full advantage of it

Like oh my gosh, I can't wait till I get to surprise my mom

Like, "Hey, I didn't went to college, but look, look at me mom, look at me now, look, look mom, look, look at your house, This is your house! Not mines, but yours, and I bough it for you!"

Hey boo Lyrics

Artist: Honey Cocaine / Release:2013-03-11 / Album: 90's Gold

Hey boo, what’s up? I don’t do love

So we can fuck

And we gon do it all night

You smoke, I smoke, you drink me too, well good

Let’s get drunk tonight

And all my bitches bad we getting cash

But we gonna spend it all tonight

So boo I’ll do what I want to with you

We gonna have fun tonight

South side clubin, 90's night

And I’m at boo he was just my type

I asked em what’s his name and what he like

He answered me and said, you's a baby right?

I told em I’m 19 and live a gold ass life

But I’ll tell what the 90s like

And I am what these niggas like

Just get me one night, Asian and take the pipe

So what you’re waiting for?

You like my outfit’cause I’m from the north

Young goddess , I could buy the stores

Independent bitch, you can have yours

Shit, we ain’t got it, cup from the club

We can party and drink

But if I make a move what the party gonna think still

It’s whatever ’cause the party is shit

And I’ma show you the keys

And you show me your dick ey

Is it wrong if I bring you home

Tell all your homies we gonna be alone

Is our zone you found a gold as bitch

Two times gor a gold ass bitch

Come and get it

Chorus:

Hey boo, what’s up? I don’t do love

So we can fuck

We gonna do it all night

You smoke, I smoke, you drink me too, well good

Let’s get drunk tonight

And all my bitches bad we getting cash

But we gonna spend it all tonight

So boo I’ll do what I want to with you

We gonna have fun tonight

Honey cocaine bitch

Young goddess

This a 90's gold baby

Hey just vow with me

Hey just vow with me

Mother fucker

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Canal Street Lyrics

Artist: Raekwon / Release:1995-09-08 / Album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... Pt. II

Ayo, ya'll ready, right? (Professionals) Aight

None of that fronting shit, neithers, nigga, it's broad day (immediatly, nigga)

(What the fuck nigga talking bout?) Word up, the store is over there

Nigga, let's go

(Have I ever fronted on you nigga? Yo, you grab the three from him

You grab the heatholders)

Yeah, we got the big jewelry in the window (you grab the watches, nigga)

You seen that shit? You seen that other shit? (You better come out and

Do something, nigga)

Right, good good, that's me right there, aiyo you, everybody come out

All you gotta do is just come with the bricks, son

I got a big brick in the muthafucking little bag, nigga

Take that, just smash the shit out

Bout four-five niggas gon' spit it ---- *gunshots*

Move! Let's go. police, come on son! They right down the block, nigga

Ya'll got that? You check the train station, one son (Good!)

All of our fathers is bank robbers, holding techs

Eighths of heroin, shooting in the steps

In the 60's, niggas was poor, check the revelation

Now we rock six fifties in the snow

AK's, AR's, wire jaws, say ours

YSL frames in the rain, Marvin Gaye on

Goose bubbles on, stuck in the huddle, trynna transform

Every gram action to a sandstorm

Fly through my block you live, make a bitch stop

Have your shit cocked, yo, niggas might dive on you

All we wear is Filas, Guess, suede fronts, beehives

Bally sneakers, big jewels, Levi's

Back to slinging every 45 minutes

G's fleeing, fiends is in the building OD'ing

The drugs is in the ground, burners on the side of our legs

It's gonna happen so you know we low keying

Yeah, can't sell in here, yup, I said it

Yeah, can't tell in here, they won't credit niggas

Just a lifestyle, the holders with the drugs is dreaded

Just a typical day to get wiped out

Broad day jungle, living with the rodents

The goons'll run through, blow a bag and hunt you

Always flaky, calluses hands my mans

Come through the avenue, Swiss cheese patrons

Blood that flood the hall, every head'll drop

Jump in the Maybach, switch the station

These rap niggas is wash, hang 'em on the pole, no head

Pajama top, handcuff with a gosha

We realer than the Spanglers Rep Posse squad that's dangerous

Take it back to the Lee's and Wranglers

Take what we want, explain this

Famous for my kitchen knives, rings and the fifths are stainless

Gun down your trooper, grenade your coupe up

Plain and simple niggas is poo-putt

Fuck with my crew, what? Either you shot or you cut

Real nigga to real nigga, man, you know how we get down, man

Rocket O' Love Lyrics

Artist: The Knack / Album: Serious Fun

All right

Baby

One shot. Ecstasy

Funk has fever gotta hold on me

Big Bang! Vacancy

Shake down grove on in the machine

Chorus:

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

I'm a rocket of love - Take me. Ride

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

Oh yeah! Now listen:

So fine, shake it down

Bring your thing down on the town

Shotgun, shine your name:

1! 2! 1! 2! 3! HEY!

Chorus:

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

I'm a rocket of love - Take me. Ride

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

But, I'm a driver

And I'm a raver

Well I'm a flamer

Yes I'm saver

Oh-uh and I'm a diver, YEAH!

'Cause I'm a craver

Oh Baby, baby look at me I'm on fire!

{{}}

Chorus:

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

I'm a rocket of love - Take me. Ride

I'm a rocket of love - Take me

Ride on the Rocket of Love!

Lord Save Me Lyrics

Artist: Acappella / Album: Radiance

The wind was a howling and the waves were high

The Man was a walking on the water but something was

Holding me back, holding me back

Something was holding me back, holding me

In the midst of darkness we could barely see

A paralyzing fear was falling over me it was

Holding me back, holding me back

Something was holding me back, holding me

He said come out to Me (step out in faith) step out in faith and see

(You know He said) Come out to me (step out in faith) step out in faith and see

As the Lord drew closer I released my fear

I knew that close to Him was safer than I was right here, nothing's

Holding me back, holding me back

Nothing will be holding me back, holding me

I stepped in the water with my eyes on Him

But I focused on the waves and the raging wind it started

Holding me back, holding me back

All of it was holding me back, holding me

He said come out to Me (step out in faith)

Step out in faith and see (I said He said)

Come out to me (step out on faith)

Step out in faith and see

Lord save Me (please won't You save me Lord)

Lord save Me (won't You save me Lord)

Life's not easy as the challenges come

But I am still determined not to be undone nothing's

Holding me back, holding me back

I pray that nothing's holding me back, holding me (nothing's holding me back)

I'll go when He summons, I will live by faith

Keep my eyes upon Him (keep my eyes upon Him) as I'm running this race (this race) nothing's

Holding me back, holding me back

Nothing will be holding me back, holding me

Jesus says "Come out to Me (when He calls you)

Step out in faith and see (step out in Faith) (come on, come on out to Me)

Come on out to Me (listen to the Lord)

Step out in faith and see (step out onto the water)

Come out to Me (step out in faith and see) (I know we've got to follow Him)

Step out in faith and see (fix Your eyes on Jesus)

Come on out to Me (listen to the Lord)

Step out in faith and see (and I'm praying)

Lord save me (Please won't You save me, Lord)

Lord save me (We're lost without you Lord)

Lord save me (Please won't You save me, Lord)

Lord save me (Please won't You help me, Lord)

Lord save me (Listen to the Lord)

Lord save me (Fix Your eyes on Jesus)

Lord save me (Save me, save me Lord)

Erie canal - live in dublin Lyrics

Artist: Bruce Springsteen

I've got a mule and her name is Sal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

She's a good old worker and a good old pal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

We haul'd some barges in our day

Filled with lumber, coal and hay

We know every inch of the way

From Albany to Buffalo

Low bridge, ev'rybody down !

Low bridge, for we're comin' to a town!

And you'll always know your neighbor

You'll always know your pal

If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal

We'd better look around for a job, ol' gal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

'Cause you bet your life I'd never part with Sal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

Git up mule, here comes a lock

We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock

One more trip and back we'll go

Right back home to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down!

Low bridge, for we're comin' to a town!

And you'll always know your neighbor

You'll always know your pal

If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal

Where would I be if I lost my pal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

I'd like to see a mule good as my Sal

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

A friend of mine once got her sore

Now he's got a broken jaw

'Cause she let fly with an iron toe

And kicked him back to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down!

Low bridge, yes we're comin' to a town!

And you'll always know your neighbor

You'll always know your pal

If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal

Low bridge, everybody down!

Low bridge, for we're comin' to a town!

And you'll always know your neighbor

You'll always know your pal

If it means you're livin' on the Erie Canal

Why can't i touch it? - (DUPLICATE) Lyrics

Artist: Buzzcocks

Well it seems so real I can see it

And it seems so real I can feel it

And it seems so real I can taste it

And it seems so real I can hear it

Then it looks so real I can see it

And it feels so real I can feel it

And it tastes so real I can taste it

And it sounds so real I can hear it

Then it looks so real I can feel it

And it feels so real I can taste it

And it tastes so real I can hear it

And it sounds so real I can see it

Now it is so real I can see it

And it is so real I can feel it

And it is so real I can hear it

And it is so real I can be it

1.Golden Bride Lyrics

Artist: Backshot / Album: promised land

Arise or shine another day of torture

Is my life divine or some danger

Without you like religion with no Saviour

Without like osu with no stripper

4 u a go sneak into heaven

The garden of Eden and bring you a rose flower

Tonight the fruit of life go be your supper

And the cup of life go be your vodka

Climb a ladder into the room of Mahama

Bring you e heart e gold and liver

Climb a ladder into the skies forever

Bring you the stars the moon in front of you

Yeah you knew you forever in my prayer

The reason why I say hallelujah

Into the evil forest the home of danger

A go bring you the blood of a gorilla

The sperm of a tiger a snake's vagina

And your kisses got me having visions

Of forever romancing in the land of the living

After the afterlive we be sexing

They asking if I ever rest like a mountain

Ooh naa boy is like 24/7

And the world in my hand but still am clapping

For you now even my shadow be hating

Through heaven's gate we dey the rap building

No kitchen we dey the hall of fame

So great them be fake we know aim

No goal so why em trynna celebrate

And jubilate boy better take a break

Them girls talking but a different language

A no dey understand so dem no fit relate

Blow kisses of joy on valentines day

The shawtys name?so we neva fade away

Them go fade away if them take you away

Mke them kiss my ass see lipsticks on my........?

Anus boy did a say ...........?

A no be fool but mind my attitude

Die for you i sacrifice for you

Yeah am living proof that you be the truth

Before that a kill females too

And send the males/mails to away like yahoo

Stupid Cupid Lyrics

Artist: Jordan Mccoy

Stupid cupid your a real mean guy

I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly

I am in love and it's a cry and shame

And I know that you're the one to blame

Chorus:

Hey,Hey set me free

Stupid Cupid stop picking on me

You mixed me up for good

Right from the very start

Hey now, go play robinhood

With somebody else's heart

You got me jumpin' like a crazy clown

And I don't feature what you're puttin' down

Since I kissed his lovin'

Lips of wine

The thing that bothers me is that

I liked it fine

(Chorus)

Stupid cupid

Stop pickin on me!

La Stanga Lyrics

Artist: DOC (Vlad Munteanu) / Release:2010-10-10 / Album: Scapat De Sub Control

Frate, ia, ia, filtrul ăsta?

Îți dau și filtru', îți dau și material

Fă, dracu', cuiu' ăla, că mă grăbesc

Țestoasele ninja...

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Rulez filtru', scutur kilu', strâng gif-u'

Din nou copil, vreau beef-ul

Să-l preiau pe piept ca hiv-ul

Când pică banal

Semințe bune, m-apuc de Ikebana

Fug de sentințe,tunet

De-aia când vi "Ai marijuana?"

S-ar putea să-ți iei cât vrei, vrei două cuie, da-n muie

Țipi după băieți, Paparude Şuie, Dan nu e

Fumez gicoane, bag sticle, găleți cu unguri

Narghilele, triple, blunturi - mic ciocul!

E mult prea mic locul, de-aia-mi evit blocul

Îmi țin stocul ascuns de babele de la doi - ce mic dot-ul!

Hai cu noi, să vezi nebunii, fumând la Tulnic

Bag spliff-ul în tuning, DOC e primu' high, ca Sputnik

Păsări de seară, eu mixează, bag haş, cinci în unul

Doar răcanii nu cunosc cum e să-ncingi tunu'

Te debarasezi de stres, ca atunci când îl încingi pe-unu'

Peste șapte mări, și șapte țări, sunt șapte frunze

Din șapte țări, prin șapte gări, la noi s-aduse

Ard șapte muze, ce mă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasez, peste șapte mari, și șapte țări

Peste șapte mări, și șapte țări, sunt șapte frunze

Din șapte țări, prin șapte gări, la noi s-aduse

Ard șapte muze, ce mă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasez, peste șapte mari, și șapte țări

Ne-am cunoscut atunci

După ora de mate, prin alți prunci

Sub cupola de șoapte

Și-au zis "Ia, e din străinătate!"

Miresme aromate

Mireasă-ntre mirese adorate

Mult peste toate metresele abordate

Parcurs, amintirea frământa, ca un aluat de dust

Cum m-a futut prima oară, și m-a luat pe sus

Fructe, negru, de abanos, pur integru, de albatros

Unim ceru', barba jos, unim cercu' de bagabonți

Și cum s-ardea cu toți, am început s-o ard cu frații

Întinsă pe-un cearceaf, o loveam în pat, cu rații

După-aia-n parc cu alții, sub cer liber, ce senzații

Succesive, succedate de trepidații, sub cetate

Ai zice că-s curve toate, dar eu îi rămân loial ei

Că i-a mânat Camarul trist, pe când, tu iar bei

Fără tentație, deschis,  stau în relație deschisă

Nu-i altă pizdă, e-o pistă, spre revelația promisă

Peste șapte săli, șapte scări, șoapte ascunse

Prin șapte nări, șapte dări, la voi s-aduse

Ard șapte buze, ce vă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasat, peste șapte mări, și șapte stări

Peste șapte săli, șapte scări, șoapte ascunse

Prin șapte nări, șapte dări, la voi s-aduse

Ard șapte buze, ce vă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasat, peste șapte mări, și șapte stări

Zagga, asta nu se oprește niciodată, tată

Beat-ul strălucește, toba e cromată, iată

Cum păsările cad pradă, când dăm iama-n poiată

Familia mea, degenerată, bag V cu mama, găleată

Bong, chick on strong, bag cât Cheech și Chong, laolaltă

Tată, nu-l stinge, tre' să ardă

Tata nu-i de acord, zice c-o să fac atac de cord

Da' n-o las nici mort, de-aia bag atâta sport

Că zici că-s Digi Plus, și la cât mă duc cu GiGi sus

Zici că-s Argăseală, la oficială, bag mingi și fus

Când trag de trei, ca o pizdă ce vrea gangbang

Când trag de trei grame, treaba-i tristă, n-am bani

Da' nu fac tam-tam, căci pam-pam, dau telefon

Și, soto, dau de-un frate care arde câte-un V beton

Și dacă poate, lasă toate, m-ajută ca un teledon

Te-ntreabă, și socoate "Ăsta cât poate! E nebun!"

Peste șapte mări, și șapte țări, sunt șapte frunze

Din șapte țări, prin șapte gări, la noi s-aduse

Ard șapte muze, ce mă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasez, peste șapte mari, și șapte țări

Peste șapte mări, și șapte țări, sunt șapte frunze

Din șapte țări, prin șapte gări, la noi s-aduse

Ard șapte muze, ce mă trec prin șapte stări

La stânga, pasez, peste șapte mari, și șapte țări

Gata Siamesa Lyrics

Artist: André Ramiro / Release:2012-01-10 / Album: Crônicas de um Rimador

E aí minha preta, lembra daquele dia que a gente se conheceu?

Claro, era teu aniversário

Ah, então escuta isso aqui, ó:

Fui pra festa de hip-hop pra curtir e dançar

Encontrar com meus amigos e a noite comemorar

Na doidera da balada distraído e de repente

A mulher mais linda dançava na minha frente

DJ no toca disco toca a trilha sonora

Nossa senhora, sutilmente você me olha

Não sou nada bobo e fui em sua direção

E você devagarinho se afasta da multidão

Teu olhar, meu olhar, impresso nosso desejo

Sua boca perto da minha resultou num doce beijo

14 de Janeiro e eu tava muito contente

Meu aniversário: te ganhei de presente

Seus amigos foram embora enquanto a gente ficava

Depois de algumas horas te levei pra sua casa

Você me convidou pra conhecer seu apartamento

Eu já tava louco pra chegar esse momento

O encaixe era perfeito piramos na nossa luta

Você se arrepiou quando eu beijei a sua nuca

Foi maravilhoso quando acordei do seu lado

Dormi contigo a noite amanheci apaixonado

A minha nega (Ei ei ei)

Tu tens o dom de me levar até o céu

Com você a vida é um eterno carrossel

Desde aquele dia não saí da sua casa

Você é a mulher que eu tanto procurava

A vida ficou melhor, é tudo diferente

Juntamos nossas roupas e as escovas de dente

Conheci a sua mãe, sua avó, seu avô

Demoro, me tornei um prisioneiro do amor

No palco da vida você é a mais bela atriz

Me adora me compreende e me faz muito feliz

Entende minha correria, minha falta de grana

Me acorda com um (beijo) na boca e café na cama

Carinhosa com meu filho loucamente, doce mente

Mesmo ele não tendo saído de dentro do seu ventre

O minha preta te amo com certeza

Te aperto com firmeza minha gata siamesa

Fazendo amor a noite a tarde de manha

O sexo pra dar um clima, no som Djavan

Te levei pra conhecer minha família na VK

E dona madalena disse: “Essa é pra casar”

Minha amante, minha mulher, meu tesão, minha querida

Cada dia que passa eu te amo mais ainda

Cupid Lyrics

Artist: The Jackson 5 / Release:2012-09-18 / Album: Come and Get It: The Rare Pearls

Hey, Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart

Oh, Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart

I must confess there is no happiness when you leave someone, hmm

But there’s spice and light and love is measured right, My heart is filling up with love

Ohh, Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart

Oh, Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Cupid don’t miss let her know I exist pull out your magic bow

Ohh when your arrow hits then she just can’t resist in love with me she’ll fall (she’s gotta fall)

Oh, Cupid babe draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Oh, Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Aim it (aim it), aim it (aim it), shoot it (shoot it) in her heart

Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Oh, Cupid, babe, draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it (shoot it)

Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it (shoot it)

Aim it (aim it), aim it (aim it) shoot it, shoot it in her heart

Cupid draw back your bow and let her have it in her heart (in her heart)

Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Aim it (aim it), aim it (aim it) shoot it, shoot it in her heart

Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Ohh Cupid babe draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Aim it (aim it), aim it (aim it) shoot it, shoot it in her heart

Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Yeah Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Yeah Cupid draw back your bow (shoot) and let her have it in her heart

Time Zone Lyrics

Artist: DJ Spinna / Album: Heavy Beats Vol. 1

Time zone travellin, unravelin

The secrets of mysteries that follow humans for centuries

Theories appear crisp and clear to me as air

Magically through meditative focus, mechanically I'm there

The dreams stay in connection, then awake

To the main theme in a carefully constructed scene

Which began with a bright beam of light

Become a satellite seen as a flash in the sky

Through the eyes of a writer, who shall remain anonymous

Lust for higher learnin, surgin, burnin, yearnin

Inspired by spirits of great grand descendants

Get rich off the dark skin signin over freedom on documents

Marked with X's, illiterate, stiffed up languages

Slave masters metaphorically ripped out they larynxes

Yet they beat drums and sang songs

Now I keep it movin along in the same form and context

Since the torch has been cast to the next generation

My main motivation is to be a cipher nation

360 degrees all around, above, and below

Is the planet where I hold jurisdiction, yo

Kweli I know you fed with this whole situation

I know you reflect on revolution

Can only be one conclusion, one action conduces

Changes - some civilizations have been in war for scores

Blood shed on history pages and in the end

What side wins? Old has been replaced by the new

When all is said and done, stand out amongst the few

As examples of what one can do

It's a true story, cried at the end when Denzel died in Glory

Knock on wood when I'm gon' be, launch me into the galaxy

I'll be a solitary star in the constellation

Transferrin information into the minds of young prodigies lookin up

Wishin all my energy until the day they become

Entities parallel to me, the universe's Cycle of Destiny

What exists is more than we see, more than we see...

Forget the years you been alive, we livin in the same age

Tell me where your mind is at, we livin in the same age

Once again on mission, driven by ill thoughts that we envision

Got a lotta ambition, now we got a pot to piss in

Cats seem to be quick to whip they shit out, and they missin

While I aim straight, it's a new era, you feel the transition?

Man listen, you know the libras, how they just balance it out

Through the ages, droppin wisdom like sages

While the whole world go through phases

Peep how the rhyme is vintage like a wine

Gets better with age and time

Niggas think they free - who need to change

When you can enslave the mind? like true conquerors

They call the explorers brave

Say they collectin when I say they rob graves

It's complex, you know what, I be ? Apani

Do this ego trippin, like De La, on Nikki Giovanni

So I try to put that behind me but it got me

In an ill position like the Kama Sutra

The past kicks my ass back to the future, it reminds me

Not the losers, but the winners tell the story

Ignore the truth, take out the gory details and get the glory

My grandfather died when I was a shorty

He fought for our country

It couldn't be his cause to this day, they still don't want me

My great grandmother put arsenic in the master's tea

After she came from hearin a speech by Marcus Garvey

Not separate or equal, so fuck Ferguson and Plessy

Folks of slaves, bringin it like Nat Turner and Denmark Vesey

The Age of the Industry, the plantation system was dead

Let em work, they can make enough to eat

And keep a roof over they head

You still a mothafuckin slave !

Doesn't matter if you near-white or little light

Or blacker than a thousand midnights

We right in the new age with new slaves, we need to bless the stage

Cause the audience' brains affected by devils like cage

Call us brave, but the system got our peoples actin depraved

Forget the years you been alive, we livin in the same age

Yo tell me where ya mind is at, we livin in the same age

Time is relative, we livin in the same age

Open up your third eye, we livin in the same age

Mi Ironía Lyrics

Artist: Los Bukis / Album: A través de tus ojos

Con que poco logras tu

Darle tanto a mi vida

Al mirarme sonreir asi

Haces felices mis dias

Yo no se que pienses hoy

Que conoces mi pasado

Soy un fracasado en el amor

Y tu nunca has amado

Por eso me tengo que ir de aqui

Pues algo me esta pasando hoy

Yo no se si es algo lindo que veo en ti

O me estoy enamorando hoy

Me ha hecho cobarde esta manera de sentir

Pues siempre me lleva a sufrir

Quisiera abrazarte y no puedo

Pues si lo hiciera me quedo hoy

A realizar esta ilusion tan prohibida

Como entender mi ironia hay

No hay en mi pecho un lugar sin sicatriz

Y al final a nadie he hecho feliz

Por eso me tengo que ir de aqui

Pues algo me esta pasando hoy

Yo no se si es algo lindo que veo en ti

O me estoy enamorando hoy

Me ha hecho cobarde esta manera de sentir

Pues siempre me lleva a sufrir

Quisiera abrazarte y no puedo

Pues si lo hiciera me quedo hoy

A realizar esta ilusion tan prohibida

Como entender mi ironia hay

No hay en mi pecho un lugar sin sicatriz

Y al final a nadie he echo feliz