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Escuchar BANDA JAZZ PERU SUNICANCHA HUAROCHIRI - MIX HUAYNOS - 3543356


Letras

Bandbaja Mix (Entity Paradigm)


watch out (kya)
lyrics on the floor
on your marks, get set, go
i'm a white boy
comin straight from the 'L' town
keepin it real i'm a spawn of the underground
i'm the one you hate
i'm the one you fear
i'm the voice that whispers inside your ear
cut you open deep inside
when you know what i speak
everything is right

i got the gift i got the game
when i grab the mic i drive ppl insane
left to right from side to side
i'll take you to a point
where i take away your pride
move you groove you
and every time i muse
when i get done
you say i abuse you
i ain't bad
i'm just tryina be cruel
pure evil made to rule

meri aankhon mein daikh zara
aur phir mujhe tu yeh batha
hum donon mein hai wo kya
aa humein aazmaa
aa chuukay dikha
aa aaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaa

Hunger (Nick)

the hunger, when your stomachs void pasterured lips
dehidration sets in a lack of water to the brain
give me condensation and winters rain
matearilistic to the backbone
il dicect your manifested spinal cord parapeligic
to dumb and brain numb to see passed the media haze
as they inject fear into your veins on a daily basis
similar to a scag heads homeostasis
my verbs slip off the end of the needle tip
straight into the crimson rivers my words hang you on a pivot
greed one of the sevens sins
these men usually end up with doble chins
the begin bulge around the waist,
as they indulge there minds and noses
in a confidence inducing verbal clanging nose detiriating brain alterating
pharmacutical concoction of monotonus routine
day after day they begin blurr
mixed up in a witches coldrun
you need a new magical potion
presadency, is it just me or the people who dont wat power should be running the show
power hungry they turn it into a circus act
with crazed clowns running around in there mothers wedding gowns
upon these transvestites i frown, for all they do indulge

Leggero (Ligabue)

Ci son macchine nascoste e, però, nascoste male
e le vedi dondolare al ritmo di chi è li dentro
per potersi consolare
godendo sui clacson.
Fra i fantasmi di Elvis ci son nuvole in certe camere
e meno ombrelli di quel che pensi.
Lo sapete cos'ha in testa il mago Walter
quando il trucco gli riesce non pensa più a niente?
E i ragazzi son in giro
certo alcuni sono in sala giochi
e l'odore dei fossi forse lo riconoscono in pochi.
E le senti le vene
piene di ciò che sei
e ti attacchi alla vita che hai

Leggero, nel vestito migliore, senza andata né ritorno, senza destinazione.
Leggero, nel vestito migliore, nella testa un po' di sole ed in bocca una
canzone.

Dove passerà la banda, col suo suono fuori moda
col suo suono un giorno un po' pesante
un giorno invece troppo leggero?
mentre Key si sbatte perché le urla la vena
pensi che sei fortunato:
ti è mancato proprio solo un pelo
e ti vedi con una che fa il tuo stesso giro
e ti senti il diritto di sentirti leggero
c'è qualcuno che urla per un addio al celibato
per una botta di vita con una troia affittata.
E le senti le vene
piene di ciò che sei
e ti attacchi alla vita che hai.

Leggero, nel vestito migliore, senza andata né ritorno senza destinazione.
Leggero, nel vestito migliore, sulla testa un po' di sole ed in bocca una canzone.

George Oswel (Segismundo Toxicómano)

Kién destruyo la frase escrita por George Oswel?

Cuando el terror mana de cerebros desquiciados
Y todos ellos kieren triunfar en la noche de los muertos
Saber ke has sido el autor del asesinato
Y ahora te alaban en un libro legendario

Cuando los Manson acuchillaron a esos burgueses
Dejaron sellado su fanatismo de crimen insaciable
El apetito hace buscar otra nueva presa
Otro cadáver hasta que logren igualarle

No hay otro lugar, no hay lugar
Para un fatídico omicida
Tu no eres igual, no puedes entrar
En la banda de los miticos

Mientras alguien inventa en los laboratorios
Seres engendraros, otra raza de asesinos

Kién destruyo la frase escrita por George Oswel?
Kién destruyo la frase escrita por George Oswel?

No hay lugar, no hay lugar
Para un fatídico homicida
Tu no eres igual, no puedes entrar
En la banda de los miticos.

The Part You Throw Away (Tom Waits)

You dance real slow
You wreck it down
Then you walk away you turn around
What did that old blonde gal say?
That is the part you throw away

I want that beggar’s eyes
a winning horse
A tidy Mexican divorce
St. Mary’s prayers, Houdini’s hands
And a barman who always...
understands

Will you loose the flowers
Hold on to the vase?
Will you wipe all those teardrops
away from your face?
I can’t help feeling as I close the door
I have done all of this...
many times before

But the bone must go
The wish can stay
The kiss don’t know what the lips will say
Forget I've hurt you
Put stones in our bed
And remember to never...
mind instead

But all of your letters burned up in the fire
And time is just memory mixed with desire
That’s not the road It is only the map, I say
Gone just like matches...
from a closed down cabaret

In a Portuguese saloon
A fly is circling around the room
You’ll soon forget the tune that you play
Cause that is the part...
you throw away
Oh that is the part...
you throw away

There's No Lust In Jazz (Frank Zappa & the Mothers)



?: Okay, it's, uh, just about time, you guys, what d'you say?
?: [...]
?: Uh . . .
?: One?
?: Rolling?
?: Rolling . . . Frank is rolling
?: Rolling? It's rolling . . . ?
?: One!
?: Test two
?: Test . . . three
?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love
?: Man, chics are really harm, man. Now there are tits
?: Hey you're taking between that baby [...]
Aaaaah . . .
?: No stopping!
?: Oh, I'm telling you . . .
?: There is a chic where I'm hung
?: Oh yes . . . And she enjoys every moment
?: She wants you Dick
?: She's waiting for your big . . .
?: Now listen
?: Bwana?
?: She said give me the guy with the throb
AAH!
?: Oh . . . really?
?: Okay, enough
?: What can you say?
?: See you later
?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George, get off that jazz syndrome . . . there's no lust in jazz

Best Of Me (Mya)

Jadakiss-
Uh, huh
I don't wanna get the best of you, ha-ha (whoa)
Yo, yo

Mya-
You put me on
I can't let let him go no
Can't let you get, oh no

Verse 1:
He has a little game that he plays
Clever little ways and a hot boy style
Racks up on the dough that he makes
Flash a little cash watch girls wild out
Lately he's been checking for me
Telling me how much he wants to be
Wants to be the one to replace
Replace the man that waits at home for me

Chorus:
Oh no I can't let you
Get the best of me
Even though deep inside
Something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me
Feelings coming on strong
I know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
The best of me


Verse 2:
So busy trying to play with my head
Telling me how he could blow my mind
Something about the things that he said
Made me want to take it there one time
I should be walking away
Cause his hands up on my thigh
Should I leave, should I stay?
After all it's just one night

Chorus

Jadakiss- Verse 3:
Yo yo yo I got so many bags of money
That they won't fit in the bank
And I'mma do this just like Tony did it to Frank
But I'mma make sure both y'all win
Let him keep the place you move
And I'mma pay both y'alls rent
So forget about the condo and come to the crib
Cause the castle over the mountain come with a bridge
You know literally we can go shopping in Italy
Hand on her thigh she don't wanna get rid of me
And she don't drink or know how a L look
Chanel look mixed with the Pete Arnell look
You just stay pretty while I'm running the city
When I whip the V you can hold the joint if you with me
Vacation cost a hundred and fifty we living it up
I put it on your**if you giving up
And you know I'm not a hater
And if you feel bad then you can call him later
And tell him you all Jada's

Mya-
Oh no I can't let you
Get the best of me
Even though deep inside
Something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me
You ain't gonna get to me
You can't get the best of me

Chorus

Oh no I can't let you
Get the best of me
Even though deep inside
Something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me
Oh yeah, oh...

The Best Of Me (My)



He has a little game that he plays
Clever little ways and hot boy
style
brags about the dough that he makes
Flash a little cash most girls wild
out
Lately he's been checking for me
Tellin me how much he wants to be
Wants to be the one who replace
Replace the man that waits at home for me
Chrous:
But oh no I can't let you get the best of me
Even though deep inside something's
dying to see
How you flow out them clothes and you put it on me
Feelin's comin on strong
We know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
The best of me
Verse 2:
So is he trying to play with my head
Tellin' me how he could blow my mind
Somethin' bout the things that he said
Made me wanna take it there one time
I should be walkin' away
'Cause his hand's up on my thigh
Should I leave, should I stay
After all it's just one night
Chrous:
Jadakiss Rap:
I got so many bags of money that they won't fit in the bank
And I'm a do this just like Tony did it to Frank
But I'm make sure both ya'll win
Let em' keep the place,you move and I'm gonna pay bothe of your rent
So forget about the condo and come to the crib
'Cause the castle over the mountain come with a bridge
You know,literally, we could go shopping in Italy
Hand on her thigh she ain't want to get rid of me
And she she don't drink or know how an L look,
Channel look, mix with the Pete Arnell look
You just stay pretty while I'm running the city
When I whip the V,you can hold the joint if you with me
Vacation costs a hundred and fifty, we livin' it up
I put it on you**if you're givin it up
And you know I'm not a hater and if you feel bad then you call a month later and
tell him you want Jada's
Chrous:
B-Section:
You ain't gonna get to me
You can't get the best of me
Hook:
The Feelin's comin' on strong
I know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
The best of me

Tambienemy (Papa Roach)

i could hear myself clear
from the living room
ruptured pain to fear
family's dyin soon
look in my eye what do you see
lover y amigo tambien enemy
because the best thing is life
is for me to sing these words
all i leave at the shows
are chrome microphone turds
i take fat hits
and i take fat shits
i cap on the girls
who give out 10$ thigh splits
yo all i want is respect
in this game
cause the papa roach style is wild
and not plain
know what i'm saying
put us through your speakers
cuz i know that we are banging
positivity and negativity
we saying that you
can't get the ying
without the yang
confidence and style
mix it up with some slang
and make it grimy
just like my little nigga stimey
step up was up
i came to make friends to the end
and back again
and show your stacks again
because sometimes i'm x-rated
sometimes i'm g-rated
sometimes i bugded crowds
act wild
and get faded
wheather its monday
or tuesday
or thursday
or friday
i'm getting down
everyday
because its my way
to express the onion hardcore slang
a boogedy bang bang
boogedy bang bang
sha bang you know what i'm saying
put us through your speakers
cuz i know we are banging
look in my eyes
what do you see
lover y amigo
tambien enemy
the good and the bad
le bein a le mal
chaos forever
natural law

Family Crisis (Harlem World)




[Featuring Mase]
[Mase]
Huddy Combs bring it home we don't stop
Jimmy Jones all alone we don't stop
Loon crime fam' we don't stop
Meeno NRB we don't stop
To my man Blinky Blink we don't stop
My sis Baby Stase she don't stop
Killer Cam' Cardan they the fam'
One two we don't stop
I know you thinkin' how many nigga's he got?
Or what how many nigga's is hot?
[Cardan]
Yo yeah you a fake wanna be rich nigga, bitch sticker
You know, that get on the stand and snitch stinker
So when Cardie read the press, I dream of success
I want cream to invest plus a Beam' and a Lex'
So I sold bags of Dutch, the cash and plus
My dad's a lush, so all we really had was us, what?
[Meeno]
Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some chips
And about a half a brick
Now the whole team's in the mix facin' a three-to-six
Cuz they got the DA believin' this shit
So we handcuffed in back of the bus for some dust
Life in Harlem World shouldn't be so tough
It's hot at home, mamma's got a block on the phone
Couldn't call my man Pete so I called Huddy Comb
[Huddy] Yo, Meeno
[Meeno] Yo, Hud
[Huddy] On the low, here's the verdict
A nigga tried to front on me, pard', I wanna murder
I want the nigga jaw broken, chest peeled wide open
Tell Blink get on the next thing smokin'
[Meeno]
Shit, I recognize that whip
Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?
What type of guy's this? Look in his eyes
He's a bitch
Mase, remember when we had his ride in the mix?
His girl start to cry, he took the side of his chick
Like we some nigga's that lie on our hits
Who you forget when you was suckin' and **in'
Now the war's on, we buckin' and duckin (black)
Mase pulled his truck in (black)
Blood rushin', spark the hydro, jumped inside the tie ho
Mase drive slow, and they go five-oh
Look out the window be sure we wasn't followed
No observers, whew! I just got away wit' murder
[Cardan]
Yo, you ain't got to front for me, my gun pop too
Nigga pop me? Nigga pop you
Yo, don't shorty right there look familiar?
Matter of fact, while back used to deal wit' her
You wouldn't believe all the things that honey did
Yo, that's the same one throw the money out the crib
I liked it lot better when she came from Venezuela
But she spent too much cheddar so yo, I had to hit her
[Blinky]
But yo, I know her friend Charise
She mad bad from Baghdad
Carry lotta money in Glad bag
She doin' runs for Willie Gum
Used to think that bitch was slick
But found out she was really dumb
She really from Philly's hunt of be more
'Bout to blow her spot like C-4
Never see me poor
So why this bitch **in' wit' me for
Knowin' that my life is up and down like see-saw
[Stase]
For days you argue and go through the phase
You blaze, you throw shade, now she hate yo' ways
No feelings, that's while the hoes you stealin'
Creepin', sneakin' in your pocket while you sleepin'
Freakin' off on the Major Degan
Wit' your new Rican every single week and it's sentimental
Understand what you been through
You ** a friend, she don't hold it against you
[Mase]
Yeah, nigga, what nigga, touch nigga, ** nigga
What chu want nigga? What chu want, what chu got?
Uh, what chu need? What chu got? Uh, what chu shoot?
What chu got? What?
Harlem World we don't stop
Mother **er, put your deal on it
Mother **er, put a mil' on it
Put yo' **in' ice grill on it
Put a mother **in' mil' on it
Niggas can't ** wit' my clique
Who wanna put the money up?
I hear alot a niggas talkin'
But who wanna put they deal on it?
I hear alot a niggas talkin'
But who wanna put a mil on it?
Y'all niggas ain't sayin' shit
Yo' Blink, back the Benz up
Get from 'round me, nigga


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