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Escuchar Mister Chivo - Frankenstein


Letras

Sale Jekyll (Ella Es Tan Cargosa)

cuánto de lo que vos ves en mí/ lo ve tu imaginación?/ cuánto va a quedar en pie de mí/ cuando entiendas bien quién soy?/ la película yo ya la vi/ y obvio que la viste vos/ sale jekyll y entra mister hyde/ va a pasarnos a los dos/ al final, nos ** la verdad/ al final, lo que ves es lo que hay/ yo prefiero confesarte ya/ de lo mío, lo peor/ el prontuario de mi soledad/ las secuelas de un amor/ al final, sale a flote la verdad/ al final, lo que ves es lo que hay/ siempre igual algún secreto/ es mejor no salga de tu piel/ contame bien de vos/ sin dar tantos detalles/ yo sé que el pasado pasó, pero vive/ y sé de fantasmas que nunca prescriben/ al final/ lo que ves es lo que hay/ al final/ sale jekyll y entra hyde.

Torn And Tattered (Joss Stone)

Might as well get used to you
End it all like you said you'll do
Cause talk is cheap boy out on the street
Cause people know when there's heat

Chorus:
I'm torn and I'm tattered
Sick and tired living my life singing the same old song
Oh I, I feel a little battered
Looks like I'm living my life running a one-man show
Oh, I, I don't know where the feeling's gone
I'll survive, I'll stay alive, I'm gonna carry on

Tell me tell me, won't you tell me
Where's my mister man
Who will try to deny me now
Everything I plan to be

Chorus

Riding the rodeo
Up and down we go, yeah
Where we'll end up
I just don't know
Like a rodeo
Down we go
(Riding the rodeo
up and down we go (4x))

Chorus

I got to walk away
I got to end this pain
I'm gonna make it through
See, I'm getting over you (2x)

I'll stay, stay alive
I'll stay alive
Look at my face
(Riding a rodeo, so high, so fly (2x))

(I don't know)
I'm torn and I'm tattered

Basketball (Kurtis Blow)




Chours:
They're playing Basketball
We love that Basketball
They're playing Basketball
We love that Basketball

(Now rapping Basketball Number 1 Kurtis Blow)
Basketball is my favorite sport
I like the way they dribble up and down the court
Just like I'm the King on the microphone so is Dr. J and Moses Malone
I like Slam dunks take me to the hoop
My favorite play is the alley oop
I like the pick-and-roll, I like the give-and-go,
Cause it's Basketball, uh, Mister Kurtis Blow,

Chours

I used to go to dinner, and then take the girl,
To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl,
And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West,
To play Basketball at it's very best,
Basketball has always been my thing,
I like Magic, Bird, and Bernard King,
And number 33, my man Kareem,
Is the center on my starting team,

(To the hoop, ya'll, Watch out, Watch out
In yo' face, now here comes the rest)

Clyde, Rick Barry, and Pistol Pete,
Now these players, could never be beat,
Isiah, and Iceman too,
Just give 'em the ball, and then you talk up too,
Dantley and Wilkins are on the scene,
And Ralph Sampson is really mean,
Bill Russell didn't take no junk,
and Darryl Dawkins got a monster dunk,
Tell me, were you in the joint?,
The night Wilt scored 100 points,
Or when Celtics won titles back-to-back,
And didn't give nobody, no kind of slack,
Or when Dr. J shook the whole damn team,
With moves that came right out of a dream,
Or when, Willis Reed stood so tall,
Playing D with desire, it's Basketball,

Chorus

I Ain't Mad At Cha (2Pac)




[Featuring Danny Boy]
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Givin a mother**er, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggaz
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Verse One: 2Pac
Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still roller
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB
on the first mother**er with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother**er bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha
Verse Two: 2Pac
We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs
in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get **ed down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha
Cause youse a down**bitch, and I ain't mad at cha
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: A true down**bitch, and I ain't mad at
cha)
Verse Three: 2Pac
Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down
He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain't, mad at cha (2Pac: and I ain't mad at cha)
Iiiiiiiii ain't mad (2Pac: hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I ain't, mad at mha (2Pac: and I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha (2Pac: I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha, noooo
I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh

CLEAN HEART (Sade)

Words: Sade Adu
Music: Sade Adu and Andrew Hale, Stuart Matthewman


Clean heart
Clean and sharp
Clean dream
Bad start

He loved his brother and his sister
Luke and Tony called him Mister
They made him feel much more
Like a man
He loved his daddy though he never told him
And how he loved his mother
He loved
He loved her like an Italian

Little Janet said you look so fine
So fine
Something in his smile
Made them feel like strangers
And then he straightened his belt
With a lover's touch
And he said I'm gonna bring home
The things that are out of your clutch

Seemed like the hottest night in summer
A heat that makes you feel like dying

Somewhere in the next block
There was a baby crying

Finger on the trigger for the years to come

And as the moon slid up over the restless streets
Sirens mocking and people stop to see
Their greedy eyes don't realise
He's someone's son
Finger on the trigger for the years to come

Finger on the trigger for the years to come

Racing in the Street (Bruce Springsteen)

I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money, got no strings attached
We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down

Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
For racin' in the street

We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little, piece by piece,
Some guys come home from work and wash up,
And go racin' in the street.

Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world, we're going racin' in the street.

I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
I blew that Camaro off my back,
and drove that little girl away,
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs, "Baby did you make it all right,"
She sits on the porch of her Daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn,
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels,
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me, we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands.

Tonight, tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way, mister, you best keep
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For racin' in the street.

A Love That's True (Part One) (Slick Rick)

So you get my point son,
you just don't trust no bitch, you know what I'm sayin?
"Okay, daddy, I understand"
Cause bitches ain't no good, you know what I'm sayin?
"Okay, I get your point"
Anyway, listen to this, check it out

1994, as the world gets trifer,
I'm wondering, the ** I need a woman in my life for? (ya know)
Cause its like a nigga whole history
With you hoes been nothing but misery
First rater, five-one stood
Mad coke fiend though the bitch looked good
Met her at the fever
"What's going on, stranger?"
And like a fool took her in and tried to change her
I don't who I thought I's bluffing
That BITCH wasn't giving up that coke for nothing
"Oh, you trying to dis, mister bougeois nigger
Yet back in the day, you used to smoke coke cigarettes too,
That type shit you ain't admitting"
Because, homegirl, I grew out of it, you didn't
Anyway, dead out of order
Came in with a sheepskin her ex-lover bought her
Who gave you that?
"My ex"
I said "Who?"
Believe she had the nerve to say "You can wear it too"

When I found strength to depart, I do
Withdrew, for something brand new
Someone who would be true
Yes I should find someone who would be true

(Singing)
Cause Ricky needs a love that's true
Truuuuuuuuuuue, oh dear, scooby dooby doo
Scooby doo doo

Then I met Sin,
Sweating the viking
A brown skinned fox, slim just like I like them
"What? Sweating you? Picture that, nerd. Please"
Anyway, the bitch had herpes! (you know)
Imagine me, the fool being the spouse
Doctor said I couldn't catch it unless I got aroused
Found out snooping in her bag what she got
Now why you ain't tell me? You worthless slut!
"Because I loved you at the time and couldn't afford to"
You know homegirl should get the Oscar award for her lying
Anyway, stayed with the creep
One day, Sybil here, talking in her sleep
"Chris, wait," the bum bitch said
So loud till a mother**er fell out the bed
Who the hell is Chris? She putting up resistance
Till I caught her calling the nigger long distance
Had the nerve to dis patch loving
Boy am I lucky that I didn't catch nothing

When I found strength to depart, I do
Withdrew, for something brand new
Someone who would be true
Yes I should find someone who would be true

(Singing)
Cause Ricky needs a love that's true
Truuuuuuuuuuue, truuuuuuuuue
Indeed, I need a love that's true
It seems I need a love that's true
Oh dear, scooby dooby doo
Oh gosh, Scooby doo doo-ooh (doo-ooh)

Though happy I was free
The need for love was still in me
Got to the point where the need for it was killing me
Then I met short here, hanging with my cousin
Found out later how young the bitch was and
Though I done hit it and she opened up a world
And remind me of that song "Go Away, Little Girl"
It had to end because the bitch weren't loyal, and spoiled
"That's because I had you pussy whipped royal"
You see the type of shit the nigger was gonna marry?
You see the type of attitude the BUM BITCH carry?
Like oil and water, impossible mixture
Then temper tantrums came into the picture
Yelling (ahhhh), carrying on bad and cursing
Complete embarassment to The Ruler as a person
"Gimme shorts"
Ruler will not permit you
Then she goes wild, starts breaking up my furniture
Flirts too, excuse me, a whore
Like the world's worst groupie when I brought her on tour

So when I found strength to depart, I do
Withdrew, for something brand new
Someone who would be true
Yes I should find someone who would be true

(Singing)
Cause Ricky needs a love that's true
Truuuuuuuuuuue, truuuuuuuuue
Indeed, I need a love that's true
It seems I need a love that's true
Oh dear, scooby dooby doo
Oh gosh, Scooby doo doo
Ricky needs a love that's true-hoo-hoo

2 Way Street (Slick Rick)





Well I shot some there then I copped some beer
And did a show up in West Bubble** somewhere
Due to raps wider ratio satellites to Nato
Hillbilly draws flew on the stage like tomatoes
Apparently more mack than I thought
Unfortunately wife piece back in New York
And I'm starvin
Being human and open with
A mad fine hillbilly woman was scoping Rick
Thought entered how to lean and bent it
Though I'm not gonna lie I was extremely tempted
(To what, Rick?) To discharge in a sista
Next thing in the dressing room, "Pardon me, mister"
Yes, I said cautiously
"Crazy, but possibly
you could sign your name on the back of these Dazy Duke shorts for me"
Try to resist, now girlfriend startin' it
The pen won't write, "You can press down hard on it" -
Now my hand browsing her South end
Spun around about to shove my tongue in her mouth when
Rring! - Loosen the grip my hell had
My girl, she was talking so nice I felt bad
Being untrue, no telling what it might do to her
"I love you", forced to say I love you back too to her
Any thought of getting pussy was doomed to:"You got a wife?"
And a verse we coming up soon to -
Got off the phone, cock just got mute
Don't get me wrong it's not like you're not cute (Uh-huh)
I'm wrong for mistreating her, the wanting to skeeting her
"I understand, goodbye, it was real nice meetin' ya"
What an angel overcoming his wrongness
The moral I am trying to get across in this song is

If goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (Say what?)
Goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid

Casually seating with some thick chords eating
With my album playing at a big board meeting
"I love this", being the coolest and the ruffest
A big willie woman pulls the Ruler in her office
And fixed a wedge in her garment, unsteady my heart went
'Cause her office looked like a three bedroom apartment -
Pounding was inevitable
She said to me "Rick, I think your album is incredible"
The way the hon' upon I, comin' on a sun I
"You're so darn **y with that patch over your one eye"
Well I'm glad you think it's boomin' and I catch ya
Means a lot to me, coming from a woman of your stature
I mean, who could resist the Don head?
Start caressing Rick private, kiss me on the neck
And I can't be held accountable if down her gown I pull
Girlfriend pussy look plump and poundable
She sweats the set me emporer
Put one of your legs up on the desk and let me enter ya
Fantastic, though I start to act drastic
When I see my wedding band 'pon the bitch left**cheek
Deep down, she felt that I tried to diss
I'm like, I can't do this as much as I'd like to miss
An angel overcoming his wrong, kids
The point that I am trying to get across in this song is

If goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keep no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (Say what?)
Goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keep no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid

Loretta (Will Smith)

(THIS IS A TRUE STORY)

[CHORUS]

Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger thought that he would change her life
Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta
Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her
Thought that he would change her life
Miss Loretta, a young girl, I never really met her,
A fun girl, a real go-getter, I heard a gold Jetta
A full with books & herb or so I'm told, hooked on my every word
Oh so bold, a love letter cleverly worded in a jacket pocket
Wrapped inside a platinum locket
In the shape of a heart with pictures of me
Had it inscribed, "no us, no him then no me
She fell in love with the Prince of Bel-Air
Fantasy was to see me & to be with me there
So she wrote a love letter to me & then she signed it Loretta
Said, "I gotta go get him, Will is my Soulmate"
We gotta be together how could we not be together
But wait if I send the letter I mean how will I be sure if they give it to him
What if they don't give it to him, that would ruin everything
I gotta take it to him myself

[CHORUS]

She packed all that she owned into the back of her Jetta,
her backpack, her cellphone & a love letter
Most of her stuff was done up with pictures of me on it with a phrase "It's gonna be" on it
Her mother begging her please come home & then Loretta resenting her
Leave me alone Ma! I won't leave my destiny unfulfilled
"You're just jealous be cause Daddy ain't as sweet as my Will",(click)
To the front gate at NBC, in June & July, backstage at MTV,
she would drive anyplace that they'd mention I'd be
Told herself, "strive for love & God eventually
he would give me to her & her to me, this was meant to be
14 months outside every event that I'd be at, she'd still keep missing me
& now she's getting high with more frequency now
rage rumbling inside got to be with me now
then she heard I married Jada, she took her love letter out & wrote down,
"PS - I hate her."

[CHORUS]

Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at, she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn't even greet 'em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said "my husband meeting me here"
"You know him, he's nominated for his flick 'Ali' & it'll be hell to pay if you pick on me!"
"Don't put that stick on me!", "Hell no I'm not leaving, get your hands
off me. Don't make those things click on me"
Kicking & screaming, "You intervening, this is fate. Mister. What you mean that I ain't?"
"What you mean it seems like I ain't"
"Ooh, your like my Mom & our love is gonna survive ya'll hate. God gon' take me to my destiny."
"Ya'll only seeing one side of me, Will gon' see the rest of me, he gon' see the best of me."
'If I could only get him next to me, he gon' bring my blessings to me, I know it."

[CHORUS]

Rockollection (Laurent Voulzy)

On a tous dans l' cœur une petite fille oubliée
Une jupe plissée queue d'cheval à la sortie du lycée
On a tous dans l' cœur un morceau de ferraille usée
Un vieux scooter de rêve pour faire le cirque dans le quartier
Et la p'tite fille chantait
Et la p'tite fille chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Locomotion"

On a tous dans l' cœur le ticket pour Liverpool
Sortie de scène hélicoptère pour échapper
à la foule
Excuse me Sir mais j'entends plus Big Ben qui sonne
Les scarabées bourdonnent c'est la folie à London
Et les Beatles chantaient
Et les Beatles chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle'encore au cœur et au corps
"A Hard day's night"

A quoi ça va me servir d'aller m'faire couper les tifs
Est-ce que ma vie sera mieux une fois qu'j'aurai mon certif' ?
Betty a rigolé devant ma boule à zéro
Je lui dis si ça te plaît pas
T'as qu'à te plaindre au dirlo
Et je me suis fait virer
Et les Beach Boys chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Get around"

On a tous dans l'cœur des vacances à Saint-Malo
Et des parents en maillot qui dansent chez Luis Mariano
Au " Camping des flots bleus ", je me traîne des tonnes de cafard
Si j'avais bossé un peu je me serais payé une guitare
Et Saint-Malo dormait
Et les radios chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Gloria"

Au café de ma banlieue t'as vu la bande à Jimmy
Ça frime pas mal, ça roule autour du baby
Le pauvre Jimmy s'est fait piquer chez le disquaire, c'est dingue
Avec un single des Stones caché sous ses fringues
Et les loulous roulaient
Et les cailloux chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Satisfaction"

Le jour où je vais partir je sens bien que ça va faire mal
Ma mère aime pas mon blouson et les franges de mon futale
Le long des autoroutes il y a de beaux paysages
J'ai ma guitare dans le dos et pas de ronds pour le voyage
Et Bob Dylan chantait
Et Bob Dylan chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Mister Tambourine man"

Laissez-moi passer j'ai mes papiers mon visa
Je suis déjà dans l'avion going to America
Même si je reste ici que je passe ma vie à Nogent
J'aurai une vieille Chevrolet et dix huit filles dedans
Et les Bee Gees chantaient
Et les Bee Gees chantaient
"Massachusetts"

Au printemps 66 je suis tombé fou amoureux
Ça m'a fait plutôt du mal j'avais de l'eau dans les yeux
Ma p' tite poupée je t'emmène dans le pays de mes langueurs
Elle fait douceur douceur la musique que j'ai dans le cœur
Toute la nuit on s'aimait
Quand Donovan chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Mellow Yellow"

Maintenant j'ai une guitare et je voyage organisé
Je me lève tous les jours trop tard Et je vis aux Champs-Elysées
Je suis parti je ne sais où mais pas où je voulais aller
Dans ma tête y'a des trous je me souviens plus des couplets
Y'a des rêves qui sont cassés
Des airs qui partent en fumée
Des trucs qui m'collent encore au cœur et au corps
"California dreaming"


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