The Stranger

June 14th, 2012

Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and
Show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They’re the faces of the stranger

But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger

Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don’t be afraid to try again
Everone goes south
Every now and then
You’ve done it, why can’t
Someone else?
You should know by now
You’ve been there yourself

Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes

Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?

Don’t be afraid t try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You’ve done it why can’t
Someone else?
You should know by now
You’ve been there yourself

You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn’t always evil
And he isn’t always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You’ll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along.
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Trav’lin’ All Alone

May 30th, 2012

J.C. Johnson

I’m so weary and all alone
Feel tired like heavy stone
Trav’lin’, trav’lin’ all alone
Who will see and who will care
Bout this load that I must bear
Trav’lin’, trav’lin’ all alone
Prayers are said to heaven above
‘Bout my burdens,woes and love
Head bowed down with misery
Nothing now appeals to me
Trav’lin’, trav’lin’ all alone

Give me just another day
There’s one thing I want to say
Friends are well when all is gold
Leave you always when you’re old
Trav’lin’, trav’lin’ all alone

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Break Your Heart

May 14th, 2012

The bravest thing I’ve ever done
Was to run away and hide
But not this time, not this time
And the weakest thing I’ve ever done
Was to stay right by your side
Just like this time, and every time
I couldn’t tell you I was happy when you were gone
So I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart
I couldn’t tell you, so I had to lead you on
But I didn’t mean to break your heart

And if I always seem distracted
Like my minds somewhere else
That’s because it’s true, yes it’s true
it’s this stupid pride that makes me feel
Like I have to follow through
Even half-assedly, loving you
Why must I always speak in terms of cowardice?
When I guess I should have just come out and told you right from the start
Why must I always tell you all I want is this?
I guess ’cause I didn’t want to break your heart

And you said
What’d you think that I was gonna do,
Curl up and die just because of you?
I’m not that weak, you know
What’d you think that I was gonna do,
Try to make you love me as much as I love you?
How could you be so low?
You arrogant man,
What do you think that I am?
My heart will be fine
Just stop wasting my time

And now I know that you will be okay, and that I got what I want
and that’s rid of you
Good bye
And it’s not cause I’ll be missing you
That makes me fall apart
It’s just that I didn’t mean to break
No I didn’t mean to break
No I didn’t mean to break
Your heart

B-Boys Makin’ With The Freak Freak

May 9th, 2012

Putting Songs Together Ain’t No Puzzle Like Yahtzee
Sending This Out To K-Rob And Rahmalzee
Let Me Introduce Myself On This Cut
I’m Ad Rock, I’m Lit Like A Motherfuck
Well, I’m Brewing Up Rhymes Like I Was Using A Still
Kickin’ An Old School Flow Like Mike McGill
‘Cause Yauch’s On The Upright, The Shit Just Ain’t Funny
Got Fat Bass Lines Like Russel Simmons Steals Money
Got Clientele, You Know I Rock Well
And Then You’re On My Dick Because I’m D.F.L.
Yeah, Mike ‘Cause Playing The Bass Is My Favorite Shit
I Might Be A Hack On The Stand Up But I’m Working At It
I Get My Hair Cut Correct Like Anthony Mason
Then I Ride The I.R.T. Right Up To Penn Station
Penn Station Up On 8th Ave.
Listen All Y’all You get The Ball Bath
He’s Got The Savior Faire Because He’s Debonair
Mike D With The Vinyl With The Grooves So Rare
And The Rhymes That We’re Are Doo Doo

Shit, if it’s going to be that kind of a party
I’m gonna stick my dick in the mashed potatoes

Been Makin’ With The Freak Freak, So Unique
I Been Learning The Elders Now It’s Time To Speak
Oh That Shit Sounds Nice
Mike D Come On And Get It On Y’all
Talking Shit About A Mile A Minute
Put The Wax On The Table And Let The D.J. Spin It
Excuse Me Motherfuckers, Can I Beg Your Pardon
I’m Gonna See The Knicks At Madison Square Garden
And Like The Knicks I Got Game Like I Worked At Hasbro
On The Mic I Bug, Like I Was Prince Jazzbo
The Rhymes Are Stupid To Make You Go Coo-Coo
You Can’t Sleep ‘Cause You’re Little Cindy Loo Hoo
Down With The Hurra Since The Raising Hell Tour
Just Listen To His Cuts There’s No Reason To Tell More
Cindy What I Didn’t Catch The Last One
That Shit Sounded Kinda Nice, But Bust A Fast One
Well I’m Not Known For My Speed Raps
So Grab The Microphone And Cut Out The Claps
Ah Yea, I Like That Shit Is Kind Of Rough
I’ll Grab The Microphone And Fuck It Up

I Might Seem Out There, A Little Deranged
I’ve Got To Cool Off, Catch Me On The Driving Range
Well I’m The Ladies’ Choise Like I Was J.J. Evans
Legalize The Weed And I’ll Say Thank Heavens
I’m Talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2
I’m Doctor Beppers In My T.V., In My Golfing Shoes
Pass Me An Iron And I’ll Bust A Chip Shot
Then You Throw Me Off The Green Because I’m Strictly Hip-Hop
I’ll Grab The Tee, I’ll Tee Off
I’ll Grab The Golf Clubs And I’m Off, I’m Audi- So Check Me
I’ve Got The Timbos On My Toes When I’m Not On The Green
I’ve Got The Costom Made Boots With The Spikey Things
I’m Working On My Driving ‘Cause I’m Going Pro
I’ve Got The Funky Fly Golf Gear Head To Toe
Yea, The B-Boys Makin’ With The Freak Freak
Mario’s Nagging Nonni’s About The Pesto Pizza
And Then He’s On A Mission And He’s Checking For Peacha

Amnesia

March 24th, 2012

Songwriters: Garibay, Fernando; Livingston, Kasia;

I saw him standin’ there in the parking lot
He asked if I came here a lot
And this is how I responded

I forgot my name, I forgot my telephone number
If he wanna see me, he don’t even know it
I forgot my address, damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend was the one that had bought me this rock

I get amnesia when I’m standin’ next to you
He’s been with me for several years I know this much is true
Didn’t know it was over til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can’t forget about me

I talk to my girls, I can to my girls like crazy
To anyone I speak my mind, I tell ‘em off, it don’t phase me
I’m not lazy but boy, lately
When I see you I stutter, words just slip away like butterflies

I saw you standin’ there in the VIP on Friday
We conversate up in my fantasies, like everyday
But I’m a dud whenever you approach
Like yesterday when you just came to say hello

I forgot my name, I forgot my telephone number
If he wanna see me, he don’t even know it
I forgot my address, damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend was the one that had bought me this rock

I get amnesia when I’m standin’ next to you
He’s been with me for several years I know this much is true
Didn’t know it was over til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can’t forget about me
Me, me, this is how I do

I talk to most guys, I can talk to most guys like crazy
To anyone I speak my mind, I tell ‘em off, it don’t phase me
But you shake me, boy you make me
Stop and stutter, when we touch I melt like butter

I saw you standin’ there in the VIP on Saturday
Now that I know you got a thing for me, I should be straight
Not the kinda girl who’ll just let any guy get close
All I can say is I’mma tell my guy he should just effin go

And forget my name, and forget my telephone number
If he wanna see me, he don’t even know it
‘Cause I forgot my address, damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend was the one that had bought me this rock

I get amnesia when I’m standin’ next to you
He’s been with me for several years, I know this much is true
Didn’t know it was over til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can’t forget about me
Me, me, this is how I do



Am I A Sinner

March 24th, 2012

Keep telling myself
Get out of my mind
The way it feels
It feels so right

And every night
I feel the heat
Close my eyes
And it comes to me

I confess if I\\\’ve done it wrong
But in your eyes i see i\\\’m guilty
Im guilty

The stress that keeps me strong
I feel as though
My heart is empty
Cause you\\\’re not with me

In my secret place
Where i drift away

Tell me am i a sinner?
Tell me am i wrong?
Something is wrong with the picture
This is not my fault
So am i a sinner?
Am i a sinner?

Dont watch the truth unfold
Please dont try to see right through me
When u touch me

You will never know
Imagination starts to haunt me
It controls me

In my secret place
Where i drift away

Tell me am i a sinner?
Tell me am i wrong?
Something is wrong with the picture
This is not my fault
So am i a sinner?
Am i a sinner?

Am i a sinner?
Am i a sinner?
Just tell me
Am i a sinner?

Tell me am i a sinner?
Tell me am i wrong?
Something is wrong with the picture
This is not my fault
So am i a sinner?

Tell me am i a sinner?
Tell me am i wrong?
Something is wrong with the picture
This is not my fault
So am i a sinner?
Am i a sinner?

Am i a sinner
Am i a sinner
Am i a sinner
Just tell me
Am i a sinner

3 (Groove Police Club Mix)

March 24th, 2012

1, 2, 3, not only you and me got one eighty degrees and I’m call in between coutin’ 1, 2, 3, Peter, Paul and Mary gettin’ down with 3P everybody loves oh coutin’

Babe pick a night to come out and play if it’s alright what do you say, Merrier the more triple fun that way twist it on the floor what do you say.

Are you in? Livin’ in sin is the new thing yeah, Are you in? I am coutin’

1, 2, 3, not only you and me got on eighty degrees and I’m caught in between coutin’ 1, 2, 3, Peter, Paul and Mary gettin’ down with 3P everybody loves oh coutin’

Three is a charm
Two is not the same
I don’t see the harm
So are you game?

Lets’ make a team
Make ‘em say my name
Lovin’ the extreme
Now are you game?

Are – you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing
yeah Are – you in
I am countin’!

1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary 3
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves (oh)
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary 3
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves (oh)
Countin’

What we do is innocent
Just for fun and nothin’ meant
If you don’t like the company
Let’s just do it you and me
You and me
Or three
Or four
- On the floor

1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary 3
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves (oh)
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary 3
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves (oh)
Countin’

Electric City

March 20th, 2012

Songwriters: Adams, William; Ferguson, Stacy; Gomez, Jaime; Harris, Keith; Pineda, Allan;

Sound selector activate your transistor
Transmitter audio wears through your system
Sub-sonic mega bolt base from the kickin’

Ghetto blaster blastin’ on your block
Pumpin’ out megahertz
Mega-megawatts

You can get electric shock from my flow
Bitches on my dick, they on my dildo
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do
I get the money money, I get dough
EQ the equalizer for the stereo

We the blast masters, the radiation
International coming to your nation
Feel the, feel the, feel the, feel the vibration
We killin’, killin’, killin’ your radio station

Kill ‘em with the sound, kill, kill ‘em with the sound
Hit ‘em with the frequency
Shoot ‘em with the base, shoot, shoot ‘em with the base
Super mega frequency

Kick ‘em with the drum, kick ‘em, kick ‘em with the drum
Get ‘em with the melody
Beat ‘em with the beat, beat ‘em, beat ‘em with the beat
Super mega frequency

In the Electric City, Electric City
Electric City, Electric
Kill ‘em

Step up in the par, step up in the party
Sippin’ on coke and Baca-Bacardi
Beat so dope, I’ma treat my body
Lord have mercy, Lord have, Lord have mercy

La, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, la, dee, da
Killer on the lose like I’m Jeffrey Dahmer
Ready to produce mega rhythm, yes sir
Call me mad scientist, the professor

I program the rhythm
Ask ‘em who killed ‘em they say Will.i.am did ‘em
Boom, boom, pow, let me style when I hit ‘em
I know how to kill ‘em when I kill ‘em

Kill ‘em with the sound, kill ‘em kill ‘em with the sound
Hit ‘em with the frequency
Shoot ‘em with the base, shoot, shoot ‘em with the base
Super mega frequency

Kick ‘em with the drum, kick ‘em, kick ‘em with the drum
Get ‘em with the melody
Beat ‘em with the beat, beat ‘em, beat ‘em with the beat
Super mega frequency

In the Electric City, Electric City
Electric City, Electric
Kill ‘em

Electric shock surgin’ down your city
Higher voltage B.E.P comity
Transmitting sound got the girly’s silly
Bouncin’ around, tryin’ to show me tittys

Watch out now we about to blow
Big room now and salute the general
Energy got the whole system overload
Got the [Incomprehensible] got the eardrums about to explode

Extra, extra flow be powerful
Blow your mind, it’s the incredible
Apl.De.Ap, the original
I’m the thriller of Manila in the Filipino

Kill ‘em with the sound, kill ‘em, kill ‘em with the sound
Hit ‘em with the frequency
Shoot ‘em with the base, shoot, shoot ‘em with the base
Super mega frequency

Kick ‘em with the drum, kick ‘em, kick ‘em with the drum
Get ‘em with the melody
Beat ‘em with the beat, beat ‘em, beat ‘em with the beat
Super mega frequency

In the Electric City, Electric City
Electric City, Electric
Kill ‘em



Don’t Stop The Party

March 20th, 2012

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t Stop the Party
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.

This is that original,
This has no identical,
You can’t have my digital,
Future Aboriginal,
Get up off my genitals,
I stay on that pinnacle,
Chewin up my lryicals,
Call me verbal criminal,
Send you to that clinical,
Subscribe use of Chemicals,
I.D.O. and visual, can’t see me, invisible.
I old school like Biblical,
Futuristic next level,
Never on that typical
Will I stop I never know…

I aint gonna stop until I do (don’t stop it)
I aint gonna quit should I show
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it, stop it
You can’t stop us now…
I aint gonna stop until I do (don’t stop it)
I aint gonna quit should I show
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it
Even if wanna to, you can’t stop us now…

Don’t Stop the Party

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.

You could cause me crazy man,
Everyday I’m party’in,
You could find me at the club,
Pop’n bottles, minglin,
Ladies danc’in to the jam,
Act’n all day, man oh man,
Got me in the mood again,
At the party, partyan,
Yeah I get that happenen,
Taken shots, Whatever man
Party like a veteran,
Music is my medicine,
You, and Bobby Settlan,
Can’t restart I’m stepin in,
Take control and feel the band
Yeah that’s right everyone jam.

I’m that one that lights it up
We red hot like fire trucks,
Burn that book, that what up,
Tell that DJ turn it up.
We droppin, that music, good people all around
We Rockin’, Head Knockin’, Coz they can’t shut us down.
Aint Aint no stoppin’
We gonna keep on rockin’,
Baby aint no stoppin,
U can’t a stop us now.

I aint gonna stop until I do (don’t stop it)
I aint gonna quit should I show
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it, stop it
You can’t stop us now…
I aint gonna stop until I do (don’t stop it)
I aint gonna quit should I show
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it
Now baby don’t you stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it
Even if wanna to, you can’t stop us now…

Don’t Stop the Party

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, don’t Stop The Party.
Black Eyed Peas – Dont Stop The Party lyrics

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Bebot

March 20th, 2012

Songwriters: Adams, Will; Pineda, Allen;

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Wala kang katulad sa mundo

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Concrete Jungle

March 17th, 2012

Songwriters: Redding, Otis;

Darling, now
You made me change my mind
Can go no further
Because you got me chained and bound, oh

Taller than the tallest pine
Sweeter than a grape on a vine, now
Can go no further
Because you got me chained and bound, right now, now

So glad, I’m so glad, I’m so glad
Oh, I don’t have to worry no more
Oh, my, my, my
Baby, somebody, somebody

What kind of life is this that I’m living?
Oh, Lord, what kind of love is this you trying to give me?
I feel like standing up and telling the world
I’m chained to your love

Darling, oh
Don’t break this little heart of mine
There’s no greater love than this love
Of yours and mine, oh

You walk with your head in the sky
Darling, don’t ever pass me by
I ain’t going no further
Because you got me chained and bound, oh, now

So glad, I’m so glad, I’m so glad
Lord, I don’t have to worry no more
Oh, she got me chained to her love, now
I don’t, I don’t wanna be taken away, oh

I’m chained, I’m chained and a little bound, now, now
I’m chained, I’m chained to your love
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t wanna to be taken away, now
Ooh, just a little bit of soul
Just a little bit of soul, now

Legi

Coming In From The Cold

March 17th, 2012

In this life, in this life, in this life,
In this, oh sweet life:
We’re (we’re coming in from the cold);
We’re coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in),
coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in),
Coming in from the cold.

It’s you – it’s you – it’s you I’m talkin’ to -
Well, you (it’s you) – you (it’s you) – you I’m talking to now.
Why do you look so sad and forsaken?
When one door is closed, don’t you know another is open?

Could you let the system make you kill your brotherman?
No, no, no, no, no, no! No, Dread, no!
Could you let the system make you kill your brotherman?
(No, Dread, no!)
Would you make the system get on top of your head again?
(No, Dread, no!)
Well, the biggest man you ever did see was – was just a baby.

In this life (in this life),
In this (in this life, oh sweet life):
Coming in from the cold;
We’re coming in (coming in), coming in-a (coming in),
coming in (coming in), ooh! (coming in)
Coming in from the cold!

It’s life (it’s life), it’s life (it’s life), it’s life (it’s life):
it’s – wa – well! – coming in from the cold!
We’re coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in) -
ooh (coming in), hey! (coming in),
Coming in from the cold!

It’s you – you – you I’m talking -
Well, yes, you, bilyabong! (it’s you);
ew! – you I’m talking to now.
We-e-ell, why do you look so – look so – look so sad -
look so sad and forsaken?
Don’t you know: When one door is closed – when one door is closed,
many more is open?

We-e-e-ell, would you let the system get on top of your head again?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Dread, no!
Would you let the system make you kill your brotherman?
No, Dread, no!
We-e-e-ell, would you make the system get on top of your head again?
(No, Dread, no!) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Well, the biggest – biggest man you ever – ever
Did-a see was-a – was-a once a baby.

In this life, in this life, in this life,
In this, oh, sweet life,
We’re (coming in from the cold) from the cold!
We’re coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in),
coming in (coming in), wo-o! Yea-ea-eah!
Coming in from the cold

We’re coming in-a, coming in-a, coming in-a, coming in-a!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yea-ea-ea-eah!
Coming in from the cold
Coming in (coming in), coming in (coming in) -
(coming in) (coming in)
(coming in) from the – from the cold! – [fadeout]

Electrify

March 4th, 2012

Words comin’ forth like water from the tap
Clap tracks line the spaces places papers people stack
Back track through the minutes when the thoughts went insane
I pulled the picture off the cover and blew out the mind games
People say this is the playlist of the void non-bound
But I can say this is the plainness of the peace I’ve found
It’s not the sorrow or the pity that we hope to dismantle
It’s the cast of past dice lighting both ends of the candles
Scandelescent in the means I have dreamed on the schemes
Reunited in the times of such picturesque scenes
Can I get a witness to testify?
Open your eyes realize electrify

([Scratching "Electrify!"])

So I plan and I scam and write it off on my taxes
It’s times like these I’ll just go with the decisions of the masses
And to the crowds who’ve come before with their profit massing ways
To the greed that fucked it up and brought it down to today
With pain I stand sane and remain holding strong
Whilst all around me those who clowned me are now drowning by the
throngs
It’s illogical the actions that are typically displayed
A set back ain’t all that much problem to invade
So I will glow like a lantern on a new moon night
I’ll fight violence with these hands that weren’t built to fight
But like a furnace burning coal my goals are bound to burn in flames
Whether achieved or dismantled by the agendas displayed
Can I get a witness to testify?
Open your eyes realize electrify

([Scratching "Electrify!"])

Egg Raid On Mojo

March 4th, 2012

Songwriters: Diamond, Michael; Yauch, Adam; Berry, John; Schellenbach, Kate;

Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

We dressed all in black, we snuck up around the back
We began to attack
The eggs they cracked on Mojo’s back, go

Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

Gonna fight, gonna fight, gonna egg raid tonight
Gonna fight, gonna fight, gonna egg raid tonight

Egg raid, gonna die, eat up Mojo, all the time

Dr. Lee, Phd

March 4th, 2012

Songwriters: Perry, Lee; Nishita, Mark; Yauch, Adam; Diamond, Mike; Horowitz, Adam;

Jungle jungle, Merlin production company
Black Ark International Branch presents
Coffin going around, have you seen Mister Brown?
Coffin going around going around the town

Have you seen Mister Brown?
Whispering voices whispering voices
Whispering voices have you seen Mister Brown
They who want to control always lose control

They who wants everything always lose everything
Coffin going around, have you seen Mister Brown in town?
Have you seen Mister Brown?
They who want total control always lose control

Some always lose their sole for silver and gold
Silver and gold are by none
Was in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth
Rise up and walk rise up and walk
Rise up and walk rise up and walk

A weepin’ time weepin’ time and reapin’ time
Weepin’ time and creepin’ time
Reap what you sow
Rockin’ comin’ from the weepin’ mind

And all that I reap is mine
So you can not reap what is mine, say
Was in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth
Black ganja cigarette

Kindly weed and ganja marijuana lung’s breath
Rise up and walk rise up and clap
Rise up and hap rise up and lift up your cap
Lift up your cap and rise up and hap

Do the thunder clap great hall of fire on the sky
And reap your time weep your mind
Weepin’ time reapin’ time harvest harvest time
You reap what you sow I reap what I sow

Coffin going around, have you seen Mister Clown?
He used to call himself Mister Brown and king sat down
He no longer miss the town
He not know that I miss the crown and missed the ground

What’s comin’ up from under ground we’ll weep in time
I. N. R. I. Production that takes over France
With voo-doo dance and science arts
Science machine and science dream

This is a living dream from the Beastly Brothers
And the Beastly Boys with their beastly toys
To give you some beastly joys so put on your beastly drawers
And show me a beastly pose

Deal With It

March 4th, 2012

Songwriters: Diamond, Michael; Smith, Amery; Horovitz, Adam; Yauch, Adam Nathaniel;

Rob and steal from the Health Food Store
The ideas you shout that are so hardcore
Screaming at the phone man collecting the change
Ideas discovered then rearranged

I won’t say that life’s a bitch and then you die
Because I will do my best to enjoy mine
You can’t bring me down to a world of self pity
Lot’s of ways

To deal with it
Gotta deal with it
Deal, deal with it

You do unto others like they’re pieces of shit
A righteous man who’s flipping the script
There’s plenty of room for everyone at the table
So check yourself before you check the label

I won’t live life being mad holding a grudge
It’s not my place, sitting back playing judge
Not enough time to always stay mad
May as well be glad

To deal with it
Gotta deal with it
Deal, deal with it

Dropping Names

March 4th, 2012

He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
She’s slippin through his fingers as she’s movin’ out to the coast
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost

If your world was all black and if your world was all white
Then you wouldn’t get much color out of life now right
Nicknamed shamrock my name is not shamus
Girlies on the tippy cause my homie is famous
My name is not o’houigheighi nor is it brian
If I said that I was weak you know I’d be lyin’
Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it
If you explain to a musician he’ll tell that he knows it but he just can’t do it

Dope Little Song

March 4th, 2012

It’s like that y’all and you don’t quit (x4)
Like Frankenstein or Count Dracula
I grab the mic and then I fuck it up
I never settle for less and that’s a fact
I’m lettin’ you know we not the wack wack
We’re nice and all that (c’mon) and I’m a keep goin’ (yup)
Bound to make money off the shit that I’m growing
Like that y’all and you don’t quit
Keep it on y’all rock the sure shit
I put the pen to the paper and I went off
I’m dropping knowledge and wisdom like a mad head dog
Step into the function ’cause I’m representing
Lyrics on the brain and they sit fermenting
I try to go and learn the give and the go
Free up my mind let loose with the lyric flow
Trying to get frank get back, get back, right
Trying to stay positive and feeling allright
It’s like that y’all and ya don’t quit
So pass the pen and then pass the pad
Like DJ Run there was nothin’ ever like (??)
The sex rhyme kid is back in the panic
Gonna drop the ball on my damn mechanic
Fuckin’ up my Nova, (naw) fuckin’ up my life, (shit)
Fuckin’ with my world, cause he’s fuckin’ with the pipe (aw damn)
Like the saying goes, you gotta call and duke it off
Ask Juanito, he’ll tell you all about it
Gettin’ rhymed in the mind, two hits in a car
Put my pager on private, jerk myself off,
Weight on my shoulders and now I’m stressin’
Gotta get back and count my blessings
Stuck on my cellular, I can’t get off
This ride is in motion and I can’t get let off
Get my penis stuck __(? in crack?)__ and my balls rotated
Realized I was trying to get my brain notated
It’s like that y’all and ya don’t quit (x4)

Crawlspace

March 4th, 2012

Songwriters: Diamond, Michael; Yauch, Adam; Horowitz, Adam;

There’s a party going on in here for real
I got more product than Ron Popeil
So deal with that troop were troopers
The only air time you get is on bloopers
Beastie Boys in the place up in the space
So renovate or evacuate
You better think twice before you start flossing
I been in your bathroom often

Taking punk MC’s out I’m all about
My to do list today is turn the party out
Getting hot in here no room to breath
I got my pen in my hand so you best not sleep
No I’m not Herman Munster not Dr. Spock
I go by the name of the King Adrock
So here’s a match my ass and your face
Listen when I tell you dog, I’m in your crawl space

You’re in front of my house and you know that’s wack
Bite my rhymes with a scanner from Radio Shack
You suckers try to front like you’ve got the force
But I’ll slay like Vader sip you for a first course
Don’t even get me started on intercourse
Don’t step into my zone or even periphery
Can’t grab a hold of my style it’s too slippery
The way you act a fool son you can’t erase

And you running on your way like steeple chase
You tried to take my title now put it back in place
But now you’re busted wearing panties and lace
Steeling my style from my trophy case
But my drive’s secure like an army base
You’re sneaking and you peeking and you trying to give chase
But you ain’t never gonna catch me, I’m in your crawl space

Schematics, blueprints and microfilm
Calibrate your sonar when I’m in your realm
‘Cause you know we’re getting scarier and scarier
And this extends beyond the Tri-State-Area
Omnipresent and omnipotent
My rhymes are whales and yours are rodents
This means huge compared to very small
You look a little chilly, can I get you a shawl?

‘Cause these rhymes are two hundred proof
They’re like anvils lined up on a roof
Waiting to drop on your corny melon
‘Cause were not buying what you’re selling
First you want to battle then you start to whine
You’re looking hungry, it must be snack time
So run home where you feel safe
But don’t sleep Cochise, I’m in your crawl space

An Open Letter To Nyc

March 4th, 2012

Songwriters: Diamond, Michael; Blitz, Johnny; Chrome, Cheetah; Yauch, Adam; Zero, Jimmy; Jenkins, Gordon; Magnum, Jeff; Thomas, David; Bators, Stiv; Horowitz, Adam;

Listen you all New Yorkers

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
We come together on the subway cars
Diversity unified, whoever you are

We’re doing fine on the One and Nine line
On the L we’re doin’ swell
On the number Ten bus we fight and fuss
‘Cause we’re thorough in the boroughs
And that’s a must

I remember when the Deuce was all porno flicks
Running home after school to play pix
At lunch I’d go to Blimpies down on Montague Street
And hit the Fulton Street Mall for the sneakers on my feet

Dear New York I hope you’re doing well
I know a lot’s happen and you’ve been through hell
So, we give thanks for providing a home
Through your gates at Ellis Island we passed in droves

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

The L.I.E. the B.Q.E
Hippies at the band shell with the L.S.D.
Get my BVD’s from VIM
You know I’m reppin’ Manhattan the best I can

Stopped off at Bleeker Bob’s got thrown out
Sneakin’ in at 4 AM after going out
You didn’t rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off

the South South Bronx on out to Queens Bridge
Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge
Castle Hill to the Lower East Side
1010 WINS to Live At Five

Dear New York, this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can’t say enough about all you do
‘Cause in the city were ourselves and electric too

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West

I see you’re still strong after all that’s gone on
Life long we dedicate this song
Just a little something to show some respect
To the city that blends and mends and tests

Since 911 we’re still livin’
And lovin’ life we’ve been given
Ain’t nothing gonna take that away from us
Were lookin’ pretty and gritty ’cause in the city we trust

Dear New York, I know a lot has changed
2 towers down but you’re still in the game
Home to many rejecting know one
Accepting peoples of all places, wherever they’re from

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

New York
New York
New York city

Anno Mundi

February 24th, 2012

Can you see me, are you near me?
Can you hear me crying out for life?
Can you tell me, where’s the glory?
Ride the days and sail the nights
When it’s over you’ll find the answer
Running in the whispering rain
Anno Mundi? Can you wonder!
Truth of thunder, life or blame

Do you see a vision of a perfect place?
Does it make you laugh, put a smile on your face?
Do you need a mirror, do you see it well?
Does the hand of God still toll the bell?
There are people laughing
They’re all laughing on you
If only they could see what you’re saying is true
Still generals fighting, making war on the world
Don’t they know, don’t they know?
No, no, no

CHORUS
The wind in the night blows cold
Your eyes are burning
As the sands of our time grow old
Anno mundi

Do you follow the path that so many tread?
Are you among the blind so easily lead?
Do you join the war, do you fight for the cause?
Depend on another to fight it alone

CHORUS

Can you see me now, can you hear me now?
Can you tell me, where’s the glory?
Ride the days and sail the nights
When it’s over, you’ll find the answer
Runnin’ in the rain

There’s a hope that’s growing and a vision too
All those angry hearts now reach out for you
Do you look to the dawn, see a new day begun?
No longer the fool, the vision is done

Paranoid

February 24th, 2012

Finished with my woman
’cause she couldn’t help me with my mind
People think I’m insane
because I am frowning all the time

All day long I think of things
but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I’ll lose my mind
if I don’t find something to pacify

Can you help me, occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me
the things in life that I can’t find
I can’t see the things that make true happiness,
I must be blind

Make a joke and I will sigh
and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and
love to me is so unreal

And so as you hear these words
telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it’s too late

Odin’s Court

February 24th, 2012

As you walk alone the night surrounds you like a shroud
The dreams you had were once of love and being proud
Misty horizons block your vision of the world
But the raven’s eyes will show you all you need to know

The land you loved is now so barren and so cold
The name of God rings out so high in your soul
This time is masters will lead us by the sword
And should we fait them all prevails in Odin’s court

Back To Eden

February 24th, 2012

Songwriters: Butler, Terry; Iommi, Tony; Martin, Tony;

We are the star demons reaching out, yeah
We want to touch your world
We are the dream makers, pure and sweet, yeah
We’re gonna change your world

When you’re tired of giving reasons
And freedom fighting freedom
If you’re searching for an answer
We can take you back to Eden

There’s no need for pain and anger
The power of peace can destroy the gun
Leave behind man’s vanity, yeah
And living life on the run

When you’re tired of giving reasons
Always fighting for your freedom
If you’re searching for an answer
We can take you back to Eden

Is God forgiving, is this the final warning
Watching as the killer turns
Science fiction, real life addiction
The human race will never learn

When you’re tired of giving reasons
And freedom fighting freedom
If you’re searching for an answer
We can bring you back to Eden

Back to Eden
Back to Eden
Back to Eden
Gonna bring you back

? WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC LTD;


Angry Heart

February 24th, 2012

I still remember how it used to be
I thought the only thing
That mattered was me
You always told me it was just insane
To feel such joy
While others feel pain
There’s no way to change this angry heart
Cause when love goes
It will tear you apart
And it’s been this way since time began
It’s a desperate search for a promised land
And the years slip by like so much sand
So many people who are dying to live
It tortures my heart
They’ve got so much to give
I never saw it as a battle before
To win the fight
There has to be more
And there’s no way to change this angry heart
Cause all these fears
Will tear you apart
And it’s been this way since time began
It’s an endless journey, it’s the fate of man
To live each day and never understand
And it’s been this way since time began
It’s a desperate search for a master plan
And the years slip by like water through your hands

Am I Going Insane (Radio)

February 24th, 2012

Everybody’s looking at me, feeling paranoid inside
When I step outside I feel free, think I’ll find a place to hide
Tell me people, am I going insane?
Tell me people, am I going insane?

Every day I sit and wonder how my life it used to be
Now I feel like going under, now my life is hard to see
So tell me people, am I going insane?
Tell me people, am I going insane?

So I’m telling all you people, listen while I sing again
If I don’t sound very cheerful, I think that I’m a schizo brain
So tell me people, am I going insane?
Tell me people, am I going insane?

After All

February 24th, 2012

What do you say to the dead
Will you forgive me for living
Can’t believe the things that they said
Wonderful day for a killing
It’s killing me

What do they do with your soul
Is it just lying there busted
When did you lose all control
Is there someone to be trusted
With my mind

Oh there’s insufficient evidence
Of what just might come after
But sometimes out of nowhere
There’s demented sounds of laughter

Are we all haunted by
The ghost – imagination
It just can’t be
I’ve seen them there
Howling at the moon

Is it just me
Or does somebody else believe this
Well I’m not alone
And I’m not afraid
There’s just one way to see

Chorus:
After all etc.

What do you say to the dead
Is there a place where it’s burning
It says in a book I once read
Yes there’s a chance of returning
Turn to me

The fundamental principles
Say nothing of forever
But those are voices that I hear
Or I’m just not so clever

It can’t be me
I know somebody else believes this
Well I’m not alone
I’m not afraid
Just one way to see

After all etc.

Drop Dead Beautiful

February 6th, 2012

Featuring: Sabi

Oh

Diamond, diamond
Shinin’, shinin’
Ooh boy
You so fine
Gotta be the finest thing
That I seen in my life
I will pay whatever
Just to get a better view
And yeah, your body looks so sick
I think I caught the flu

Look at you
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight
Look at you
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight

‘Cause, you’re beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop-drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
You’re some kind of fine

Boy, you know
You’re beautiful
I know you heard it before
Boy, you know
You broke the mold
Nobody even comes close
Nobody even comes close
You’re some kind of fine

You must be b-i-g
Because, you got me hypnotized
Whoever said that beauty’s on the inside is a liar
‘Cause, what I’m looking at right now
Would make a big girl cry
So fasten up your seatbelt
It’s gon’ be a bumpy ride

Look at you
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight
Look at you
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight

‘Cause, you’re beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop-drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
You’re some kind of fine

Boy, you know
You’re beautiful
I know you heard it before
Boy, you know
You broke the mold
Nobody even comes close
Nobody even comes close
You’re some kind of fine

Oh
I think I like you
Sabi
Boy, boy
Look at you
I wanna get, get, get next to you
Got me kinda hot
But, I ain’t sweatin’ you
Steam me like a pot full of vegetables
Boy, boy
Look at me
I know you wanna touch
But, it ain’t for free
I don’t need your money
I just want your D
Boy, come over here with your sexy ass

‘Cause, you’re beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop-drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
You’re some kind of fine

B-boy, you know
You’re beautiful
I know you heard it before
B-boy, you know
You broke the mold
Nobody even comes close
Nobody even comes close
You’re some kind of fine

Oh

Yeah

Oh

Boy you know


Gibbs

Early Mornin’

February 6th, 2012

Early mornin’
Alright, I was out a little late last night
Got a little messy
Early morning
Can’t be like that anymore, oh

I was shaking my ass in the streets this morning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning
Passed out on the couch I’m yawning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning

Wanna talk to a guy with dark hair
When he walked up someone grabbed him
But I liked him, told him to come here
Kinda cool
Baby, we can make plans
Where ya live
Does your mama live there
We can hook up at the hotel
Hands down so
I told him, let’s go
But what happened next, guess what?
You don’t wanna know

I was shaking my ass in the streets this morning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning
Passed out on the couch I’m yawning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning

Oh, in love
I went out with my girl and
We gotta give him his friends
There’s something ?bout him that show
So I said, what the hell
Let’s go
Got up, got on the dance floor
Hooked up with a guy named Joe
When the music was fast and slow
But what happened next, guess what?
You don’t wanna know

I was shaking my ass in the streets this morning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning
Passed out on the couch I’m yawning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning

Call all your boys
Call all your girls
Call all your friends
Let’s do it again
Let’s do it again

Yes, early morning
Yes, can’t keep doin’ this

I’ll light your fire
Your one desire
Pull on me, baby
And I’ll take you higher
[Man:] I wanna get with you
You should try her
So come over here and let’s go so

I was shaking my ass in the streets this morning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning
Passed out on the couch I’m yawning
Just walked in and it’s early morning
Bump, bump till the break of dawn and
It don’t stop till the early morning

Call all your boys
Call all your girls
Call all your friends
Let’s do it again
Let’s do it

Early mornin’, early mornin’

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Dramatic

February 6th, 2012

One more game
It’s time to play
Play with me

(One more game)

Just one more game
It’s time to play
Come play my way

I’m no more Mrs. Nice Girl
No playing home ground
I’m not the same girl
You never rocked my world
You used me
Tried to abuse me
Famed a life of fantasy
Now back to reality

(How dramatic)

The truth the lies can’t hide
I’m not by your side
But you’re drumming your drummer
Run to your mama
See if she can save you
When I’m not around you

(So dramatic)

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were
Now there’s another ringing my bell
Under his spell
You’re too dramatic
Understand it’s over

Baby, fuck you
The things you did, I never thought I’d get a clue
Yeah, you wanted me to be that faithful to you
Not let nobody’s body touch my body in positions that we only knew

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Now I’m gonna give him what he wants and more
Do all those explicit things that I told you “No”
Places you couldn’t go
You know where I’m talking
You were too dramatic

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were
Now there’s another ringing my bell
Under his spell
You’re too dramatic
Understand it’s over

Come and play
You wanna play
Come play with me

No, you’re not the one I thought you were
Now there’s another ringing my bell
I’m under his spell
You’re too dramatic
Understand it’s over

No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were
Now there’s another ringing my bell
I’m under his spell
You’re too dramatic
Understand it’s over

Don’t Hang Up

February 6th, 2012

[Bonus Track]

Baby, I’m lying all alone
Pillow, is all I have to hold
can’t feel you, God it isn’t fair
without you I still wanna take you there

Don’t hang up
It’s just gettin serious (damn)
Your making me delirious
Don’t hang up
’til I’m finished with you
I’m not alone (don’t hang up)
I’m not alone, I can still feel you
even when I’m lonley, and now I’m coming too (don’t hang up)
I’m not alone
I can still feel you
feel you when im lonley, and now im coming too

Tell me, tell me what you see
feel me, feel me underneath
slowly, we began to breath
hold on, hold on to your release

Don’t hang up
It’s just gettin’ serious (damn)
Your making me delirious
Don’t hang up
Untill im finished with you
I’m not alone (dont hang up)
I’m not alone I can still feel you
even when I’m lonley, and now I’m coming too (dont hang up)
I’m not alone
I can still feel you
feel you when I’m lonley, and now I’m coming too

You’re far way, we’ll find away
oh baby now, let’s make it right
close your eyes (damn)

Don’t hang up
It’s just gettin’ serious (damn)
Your making me delirious
Don’t hang up
Until im finished with you
I’m not alone (don’t hang up)
I’m not alone, I can still feel you
even when I’m lonley, and now I’m coming too (don’t hang up)
I’m not alone, I can still feel you
feel you when I’m lonley, and now I’m coming too

Don’t Hang Up

Don’t you feel me too?
Close your eyes…

Back In The USSR

February 5th, 2012

Songwriters: Mccartney, Paul; Lennon, John;

Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC
Didn’t get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight

I’m back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the USSR

Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee, it’s good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey, disconnect the phone

I’m back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the US, back in the US
Back in the USSR

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia’s always on m-m-my mind
Oh, come on

I’m back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are, boys
Back in the USSR

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia’s always on m-m-my mind

Oh, show me round the snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to you daddy’s farm
Let me hear you balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm

I’m back in the USSR
Hey, you don’t know how lucky you are, boys
Back in the USSR
Oh, let me tell you honey


Bad Boy

February 5th, 2012

A bad little kid moved into my neighbourhood
He won’t do nothing right just sitting down and looks so good
He don’t want to go to school and learn to read and write
Just sits around the house and plays the rock and roll music all night
Well, he put some tacks on teachers chair
Puts some gum in little girl’s hair
Now, junior, behave yourself

Buys every rock and roll book on the magazine stand
Every dime that he get is lost to the jukebox man
Well he worries his teacher till at night she’s ready to poop
rocking and a-rolling spinning in a hula hoop
Well this rock and roll has got to stop
Junior’s head is hard as rock
Now, junior, behave yourself

Going tell your mama you better do what she said
Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head
Threw the canary and you fed it to the neighbours cat
You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother’s Laundromat
Well, mama’s head has got to stop
Junior’s head is hard as rock
Now, junior, behave yourself

Baby’s In Black

February 5th, 2012

(Lennon/McCartney)
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue,
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black,
And though he’ll never come back, she’s dressed in black.
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue,
Tell me, oh what can I do?
I think of her, but she only thinks of him,
And though it’s only a whim, she thinks of him.
Oh how long will it take,
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue,
Tell me, oh what can I do?
Oh how long it will take,
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue,
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black,
And though he’ll never come back, she’s dressed in black.
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue,
Tell me, oh what can I do?

Gold

January 29th, 2012

[Chorus]
There?s no light in this room,
It?s alright , we got you,
You shine like, go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ld
oh, oh, oh, oh,
You walk by, cause a scene,
All the guys, they agree
You shine like go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ld
oh, oh, oh, oh,

[Verse 1]
And every time you come around,
Cupid ain?t got sh-t on me.
See I got your [?] and you slide [?]
See Cupid ain?t got sh-t on me.
See all these niggers, be popping that bullsh-t
But I be in it like a preacher in a (?)
It ain?t there fault, cuz im sure that they mean well

But every time they fail, she run right back to mister

[Chorus]
There?s no light in this room,
It?s alright , we got you,
You shine like, go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ld
oh, oh, oh, oh,
You walk by, cause a scene,
All the guys, they agree
You shine like go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ld
oh, oh, oh, oh,

[Verse 2]

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All About You

January 29th, 2012

I know girl , when you look at me
you don’t know how i feel
cause I’m usually so nonchalant
my feelings I conceal
but I want you to know
oh, I want you to know

I must admit I’ve felt this way for more than quite a while
but I can’t hold it no longer when I see that pretty smile
can’t wait no more
oh, I can’t wait no more

oooh

[chorus]
girl, to tell you the truth
It’s alway’s been you
I’m all about you
oh, girl
no one can do me the way you do
It’s always been you
I’m all about you

maybe I’m a fool for speaking up but I don’t mind
cause a girl like you will come around like
once in a million times
so what do I do?
tell me what do I do

and the look that you are givin’ me gives me hope to believe
so for you baby I’ll change my ways I’ll
wear my heart on my sleeve
got nothin’ to lose
I’ve got nothin’ to lose

oh, girl, to tell you the truth
It’s always been you
I’m all about you
oh, girl
no one can do me the way you do
It’s always been you
I’m all about you

girl when you smile
not a place I’d rather be
just stay for a while
then you’ll see you should be right here with me
cause I love everything you do
that’s why I have to take this time baby to tell ya
oh, and now you know
and now you know

girl, to tell you the truth
It’s always been you
I’m all about you
oh, girl
no one can do me the way you do
It’s always been you
I’m all about you

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I’m all about you
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I’m all about you
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I’m all about you girl
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Amor Gitano

January 19th, 2012

Songwriters: Jaime Flores;Reyli Barba;Beyonce Knowles

Gitana!

Ven y quédate conmigo, dame el corazón
Vida mía estoy muriendo lento en mi prisión
Anda, díme lo que sientes quitate el pudor
Y deja de sufrir, escapa con mi amor

Después te llevaré hasta donde quieras
Sin temor y sin fronteras
Hasta donde sale el sol

Contigo soy capaz de lo que sea
No me importa lo que venga
Porque ya sé a donde voy

Soy tu gitano, tu peregrino
La única llave de tu destino
El que te cuida más que a su vida
Soy tu ladrón!

Soy tu gitana, tu compañera
La que te sigue, la que te espera
Voy a quererte aunque me saquen el corazón

Y aunque nos cueste la vida
Y aunque duela lo que duela
Esta guerra la ha ganado nuestro amor
Esta guerra la ha ganado nuestro amor

Yo nací para tus ojos, para nadie más
Siempre voy a estar en tu camino
Alma de mi alma, corazón de tempestad
Díme por donde ir

Después te llevaré hasta donde quieras
Sin temor y sin fronteras
Hasta donde sale el sol

Contigo soy capaz de lo que sea
No me importa lo que venga
Porque ya sé a donde voy

Soy tu gitano, tu peregrino
La única llave de tu destino
El que te cuida más que a su vida
Soy tu ladrón!

Soy tu gitana, tu compañera
La que te sigue, la que te espera
Voy a quererte aunque me saquen el corazón

Y aunque nos cueste la vida
Y aunque duela lo que duela
Esta guerra la ha ganado nuestro amor

Y aunque nos cueste la vida
Y aunque duela lo que duela
Esta guerra la ha ganado nuestro amor
Nuestro amor, nuestro amor, nuestro amor

. Solomon

Moses

January 11th, 2012

Diamonds, roses, I need Moses
to cross this sea of lonliness,
part this red river of pain.
I don’t necessarily buy
any key to the future or hapiness
but I need a little place in the sun sometimes
or I think I’ll die.

And everywhere is somewhere but nowhere is near.
Everybody’s got somebody with their wine and their beer.
But I’m a tragic figure in the corner over here
with an empty apartment and a best friend who is queer. Heh.

Every time I see him he smiles
and tells me how well he’s walking these miles.
But he never ever asks a single thing about me.
If I died he’d hear about it eventually.
Diamonds, roses, I need Moses
to cross this sea of lonliness,
part this red river of pain. Ohhh.

‘Cause everywhere is somewhere and nowhere is near.
Everybody’s got somebody with their wine and their beer.
And I’m a tragic figure in the corner over here
with my bills in the mailbox and some checks that won’t clear this year.

Everywhere is somewhere and nowhere is near.
Everybody’s got somebody with their wine and their beer.
So I’m just a tragic figure in the corner over here
who’ll sleep it off ’til morning and still not know that we’re,

we’re all just diamonds and roses. I need Moses
to cross this sea of loneliness, part this red river of pain.
To cross this sea of loneliness, part this red river of pain.
To cross this sea of loneliness, part this red river of pain.

Ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly.
Ly ly ly, ly ly ly, ly ly ly . . .

Talk To Me

December 30th, 2011

I can tell you’ve been crying on the inside
I can see right through your eyes, what you’re to hide
You’ve got a real big wall covering up what you’re feeling for me
Well, c’mon baby, work it on out and talk to me
Baby I’m here
Ready to hear
What you’re not saying
I can hear your heartbeat pounding
So don’t keep me waiting
C’mon and talk to me
C’mon and talk to me
I can tell you’ve been hurt real bad before
But you’re face to face with love knocking at your door
All you need is a little trust to set you free
Well, here I am, don’t hold back, baby talk to me
Baby I’m here
Ready to hear
What you’re not saying
I can hear your heartbeat pounding
So don’t keep me waiting
C’mon and talk to me
C’mon and talk to me
I cried a tear
As I felt the pain
That you hold inside
But this true love is strong enough to survive
C’mon and talk to me
Baby I’m here
Ready to hear
What you’re not saying
I can hear your heartbeat pounding
So don’t keep me waiting
C’mon and talk to me
C’mon and talk to me

Run For Your Life

December 26th, 2011

Well I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Of I won’t know where I am

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end’a little girl

Well I know that I’m a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can’t spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end’a little girl

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I’ve said
Baby, I’m determined
And I’d rather see you dead

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end’a little girl

I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Of I won’t know where I am

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end’a little girl
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na, na

Love Lies

December 25th, 2011

I was lost, then I found you
Never thought it would be this way
I showed you my heart, left it unguarded
Like a thief in the night you stole it away

Now you’re gone, the pain goes on and on
I still hear you whispering to me through the shadows of the night

[Chorus:]
Love lies, you’re just a victim of the headlines
You’re running on into a cold night
You’re just a number of the love lies

All alone you call it survival
He lost at love to a stranger’s lines
Walking the streets, searching with vengeance
For a face that he dreams of night after night

Time goes on, all signs of life stolen, simple dreams were all broken
Best of times become desperation but how many tears must you cry to survive

[Chorus]

They met late one night in the city
Both men knew only one would stay
Scratched a picture of a heart on a bullet
And took his life away

[Chorus]

Mmm Papi

December 25th, 2011

Songwriters: Gough, Adrien; Keer, Peter John; Morier, Nicole; Spears, Britney; Walter, Henry;

Baby, I can be your sweet baby
When things get crazy
Make sure you come and save me
(Save me)

With this fast car, I can really get far
And don’t break my heart
Let’s make out
(Let’s make out, let’s make out)

You can come take me away
There’s no pressure, play all day
Grab me tight and don’t let go
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

You love it when I’m freakin’ out
Things get rough and there’s no doubt
You will always be there for me
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

Stuck in the middle of it all, yeah
Too many people around me
Can you hear me call?
I look this way and you’re not there
If you don’t mind, my soul I bare
(Mmm papa, mmm papa, mmm papa)

You can come take me away
There’s no pressure, play all day
Grab me tight and don’t let go
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

You love it when I’m freakin’ out
Things get rough and there’s no doubt
You will always be there for me
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

Mmm papa, mmm papa, mmm papi
Mmm papi, mmm papi, mmm papi
Ooh lovey, ooh lovey, ooh papi, oww

You will always be there for me
You will always be there for me

You love it when I’m freakin’ out
Things get rough and there’s no doubt
You love it when I’m freakin’ out
Things get rough and there’s no doubt
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

You can come take me away
There’s no pressure, play all day
Grab me tight and don’t let go
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

You love it when I’m freakin’ out
Things get rough and there’s no doubt
You will always be there for me
Mmm papa, love you
Mmm papa, love you

Now see, I’m mommy
And that makes you papi
And that makes us lovey, oww

Mmm papa, mmm papa, mmm papa
Mmm papa, mmm papa, mmm papa
Mmm papa, mmm papa, mmm papa, ooh

? BRITNEY SPEARS MUSIC; UNIVERSAL MUSIC – Z SONGS;


Swift (i hate this song!!!!!)

Could

December 22nd, 2011

[Verse 1]
Lying alone in my room
Don’t know what I’m gonna do
Trying to figure out
If this is it, this time
Just can’t stop thinking
About the way you make me feel inside
I just can’t get you off my mind
No matter how hard I try
[Chorus:]
Could you be the one for me
Could we dance the night away
I wanna give you everything
Though I don’t have much
Could you fall in love with me
Could you love me the rest of my life
Could you forever be
The one for me, this time
[Verse 2]
I walk around in a daze
The ice is melting from my heart
Can I ever know if you feel the same
Are you the sunshine that’s begging me
Come in from the rain
Or have you come into my life
To turn around and take your love away
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
When I look into your eyes
(Oh,Oh,Oh,Oh)
They tell me that you’re mine
but I keep asking myself
[Chorus]
Could you forever be
The one for me
This time

That’s Why You’re Beautiful

December 20th, 2011

Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
That’s why they’re beautiful
And my heart used to be cold
‘Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that’s why you’re beautiful

I’m not wondering why….
The sky’s blue; that’s not my business
All I know is I….
Look up and tell myself
“Be patient, love…that could be us…”

Lovers used to make love
And die just to give us
Their piece of the beautiful
Remember when we made love?
Love……
Wasn’t it beautiful?
Don’t ask me why
The sky’s blue; that’s not my business
All I know is I….
Look up and tell myself
“Be patient, love…that could be us…”

Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
And my heart used to be cold
‘Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that’s why you’re beautiful
Somebody’s got to stay deep in love
That could be us..
That’s why we’re beautiful
That’s why you’re beautiful
Ooh
Why, why
That’s why you’re beautiful
That’s why you’re beautiful
That’s why you’re beautiful



Too Much Heaven

December 17th, 2011

(chorus)
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

Oh you and me girl
Got a lot of love in store
And it flows through you
And it flows through me
And I love you so much more
Then my life, I can see beyond forever
Everything we are will never die
Love is such a beautiful thing
Oh you make my world a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away?

(chorus)

Ooh you and me girl
got a highway to the sky
We can turn away
from the night and day
And the tears we had to pay
You’re my life
I can see a new tomorrow
Everything we are will never die
Love is such a beautiful thing
When you are to me, the light above
Made for all to see our precious love

(chorus)

Love is such a beautiful thing
You make my world a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away?

(chorus)

Nobody gets too much love anymore
Its as wide as a river and harder to cross

(chorus)

(repeat to fade)

Wax

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Burro

December 14th, 2011

Songwriters: Campbell, Beck; King, John Robert; Simpson, Michael S;

Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas
Cabos sueltos enlazan a mi cabeza
Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van
Pongalo junto, invitacion extrao

Despierto, alguien arrastra mis huesos
Nosotros, acendemos en la tarde
Y recuerdo tu sonrisa, donde el viento salvaje
Hay algo vacio, cuando empieza

Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas
Cabos, sueltos enlazan mi cabeza
Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van
Pongalo junto, invitacion extrao

Evacuacion cerebral y recopilacion a texto
Por carlos de neptuno o el beckeriano

I’m Leaving

December 12th, 2011

[Chorus:]
When I first met you, you told me exactly how it would be
You had a lady and couldn’t spend all your time with me
I only wanted to kick it, so I said ‘cool, you can keep her’
Long as you satisfy me
But as the weeks went by I, I started feelin’ strange
Somethin’ was deep in my heart, somethin’ I can’t explain
I think I’m fallin’ in love with you boy
I’m needing you so much, I’m cryin’ just to feel your touch
I gotta leave you

[verse 1]
I didn’t want no man
I didn’t wanna fall in love, and
I didn’t care about your girl
I didn’t care how we would end up

But that was then, this is now
I think I’m experiencing love
I don’t wanna wreck up your home
That’s why I’m convinced, I gotta go

[Chorus]

Everytime she calls, you expect
Me to disappear like we never met
At first I didn’t mind, but now I
Sometimes feel like you’re all mine

You told me it was all about me, me
It’s not about me if your still with her
Now I’ve realized that I’ve gotta move on
It might be hard, but I,
I gotta move on

[Chorus]

I gotta leave you (gotta leave you)
I gotta leave you (gotta leave you)
[repeat to fade]

Ready

December 9th, 2011

Lately I’ve been reeling
Off the way you got me feeling
I’ve been tired of this for way too long
You give me answers when I didn’t ask
You keep bringing up my past
Always play the same old song
Tired of buying all your lies
Acting like I am alright
So I hope you liked it last time ’cause that will be the final time I wear my painted smile
and sing along
Yesterday’s where you belong

[CHORUS]
Ready, ready to put you behind me
Ready, ready to go
Ready, ready to show you the doorway
I think you need to know
That taking your time is out of the question
You’re moving way too slow
I’ll never stay down
I don’t want you around
Ready, ready to go

Can I make it anymore clear?
You’re no longer welcome here
I guess you need to hear it again
I’ve got a brand new life
Love’s on my side
Games over, you lose I win
Yes, I’ll tell you one more time
No see you later it’s goodbye
Hey, you need to pay attention
I don’t know how you keep missin’ everything I’m trying to say
Listen close, I’m moving on

[CHORUS]

I’ll put this behind me
The way you define me
Love says I’m something more
I’m over the pain
I’m done with the shame
I found what I waited for
You left me with scars
But He healed my heart
I found my place
Secure in His arms
So, I’ll put this behind me
Yeah, I’ll put you behind
I’ll put you behind me

[CHORUS]

Ready, ready, ready
Ready, ready, ready
Ready, ready, ready

taking your time is out of the question
You’re moving way too slow
I’ll never stay down
I don’t want you around
ready, ready to go

Yeah, I’ll put this behind me
Taking your time is out of the question
Yeah, I’ll put this behind me

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Depends

November 24th, 2011

I don’t want to urinate on myself
I don’t want to urinate on anyone else
Well, I guess that really doesn’t matter anymore
Because I can’t control my bladder anymore

Well, I guess it all depends (undergarments)
Well, I guess it all depends (undergarments)

Step back in the light
No more soiled nights alone
But I guess I don’t have a care
Because there’s not a load in my underwear

I’m sick of offending everyone I meet (go, go, go, go)
I’m sick of crying myself to sleep on rubber sheets (go)
I had an accident today
I left a soil on a bus seat, I didn’t know what to say

But, I guess it all depends (undergarments)
Well, I guess it all depends (undergarments)

Step back into life (go, go)
No more soiled nights alone
Well, I guess that I don’t have a care
If I don’t have a load in my underwear

Call Of The Wild

November 21st, 2011

In this last and final hour, you can’t hide
There’s nowhere now that you can run
All eyes are on you, like a lost eternal light
Princes and kings, and demons with wings
Summon your fears from hell

It’s the call of the wild Calling you

In this last macabre hour, witches cry
And turn to dust before the moon
Many spirits are lost forever, but one survives
To call the tune of Lucifer

It’s the call of the wild Calling you

Hero, only in the grave are there no dreams
Hero, don’t believe in fate it ain’t what it seems
All you gotta do now is stay free
You’re the one they turn to when hell screams

Fear of the devil, has no place among the brave
Faced with pain, there’s a battle to be won
All eyes are on you, like a host eternal light
Princes and kings, and demons with wings
Summon your fears from hell

It’s the call of the wild Calling you

Hero, only in the grave are there no dreams
Hero, don’t believe in fate it ain’t what it seems
Hero, only in the grave are there no dreams
Hero, don’t believe in fate it ain’t what it seems

Hero, you got the fear of the devil, burning your soul
Hero, it’s the call of the wild
Hero, tearing your soul