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Escuchar Cleiry Cruz "Dejenme Adorar" Charlotte, NC


Letras

Check The Rhime (A Tribe Called Quest)




Q: Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden,
we used to kick routines and presence was fittin'.
It was I the abstract
P: And me the five footer.
I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter.
Q: Yo, Phife, you remember that routine
that we used to make spiffy like mister clean?
P: Um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen.
I don~t get the message so you gots to run the pigeon.
Q: You on point Phife?
P: All the time, tip.
Q: You on point Phife?
P: All the time, tip.
Q: You on point Phife?
P: All the time, tip.
Q: Well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip.
P: Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am.
Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram.
I'm like an energizer 'cause, you see, I last long.
My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong.
Now if you say my style is wack that's where you're dead wrong.
I slayed that body in El Segundo then push it along.
You'd be a fool to reply that Phife is not the man
'cause you know and I know that you know who I am.
A special shot of peace goes out to all my pals, you see.
And a middle finger goes for all you punk MC's.
'Cause I love it when you wack MC's despise me.
They get vexed, I roll next, can~t none contest me.
I'm just a fly MC who's five foot three and very brave.
On job remaining, no I'm chaining cause I misbehave.
I come correct in full effect have all my hoes in check.
And before I get the butt the jim must be erect.
You see, my aura~s positive I don't promote no junk.
See, I'm far from a bully and I ain't a punk.
Extremity in rhythm, yeah that's what you heard.
So just clean out your ears and just check the word.

Q: Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check it out.
Check it out.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Play tapes y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check the rhyme y'all.
Check it out.
Check it out.

P: Back in days on the boulevard of Linden,
we used to kick routines and the presence was fittin'
It was I the Phifer,
Q: And me, the abstract.
The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the 'zack.
P: Yo, tip you recall when we used to rock
Those fly routines on your cousin~s block.
Q: Um, let me see, damn I can't remember.
I receive the message and you will play the sender.
P: You on point Tip?
Q: All the time Phife.
P: You on point Tip?
Q: Yeah, all the time Phife.
P: You on point Tip?
Q: Yo, all the time Phife.
P: So play the resurrector and give the dead some life.
Q: Okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock.
Got the scrawny legs but I move just like Luke Brock,
With speed. I'm agile plus I'm worth your while.
One hundred percent intelligent black child.
My optic presentation sizzles the retina.
How far must I go to gain respect? Um.
Well, it's kind of simple, just remain your own
Or you'll be crazy sad and alone.
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty,
record company people are shady.
So kids watch your back 'cause I think they smoke crack,
I don't doubt it. Look at how they act.
Off to better things like a hip-hop forum.
Pass me the rock and I'll storm with the crew and ...
Proper. What you say Hammer? Proper.
Rap is not pop, if you call it that then stop.

NC, y'all check the rhyme y'all.
SC, y'all check it out y'all.
Virginia, check the rhyme y'all.
Check it out. Out.
In London, check the rhyme, y'all.


The Innocent (Mest Featuring Goldfinger & Good Charlotte)

The start of Armageddon, it was just another day
We all saw the news nothing to say
So many friends are missing, our family members gone
So we all pray that God help them be strong
And now we stand together, remembering that day
The lives we live will never be the same

We don't know why, the innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change
And we don't know why, but we know it's not right
Don't know why so many had to die
I don't know why so many had to die

Hate is turned to others, for their religion or their skin
But hate can't solve the problem it began
Everyone is angry, people are afraid
And no one knows what decisions will be made

We don't know why, the innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change
And we don't know why, but we know it's not right
Don't know why so many had to die
I don't know why so many had to die

We don't know why, the innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change
And we don't know why, but we know it's not right
Will any of us ever be the same
Will any of this ever be the same
We don't know why, the innocent die
Will any of us ever be the same
Will any of this ever be the same

If You Got The Money (Lefty Frizell)

If You've Got the Money
Lefty Frizell
[nc] If [D] you Got The Money,
I've Got The Ti-ime
We'll go honky-tonkin' And
we'll have a time [G]
We'll [A7] make all the night spots
Dance drink beer and wine
If You Got The Money, Honey
I've Got The Time. [D]

[BREAK]

[D] There ain't no use to tarry
So let's start out toni-ight
We'll spread joy, boy, oh boy
And we'll spread it right [G]
We'll [A7] have more fun, baby
All the way down the line
If You Got The Money, Honey
I've Got The Time. [D]

[BREAK]

[D] If You Got The Money,
I've Got The Ti-ime
We'll go honky-tonkin' And
we're gonna have a time [G]
Bring [A7] along your Cadillac
Leave my old wreck behind
If You Got The Money, Honey
I've Got The Time. [D]

[BREAK]

[D] Yes, we'll go honky-tonkin' Make
ev'ry club in to-own
We'll go to the part where it's dark
We won't fool around [G]
But [A7] if you run short of money,
I'll run short of time
'Cause you with no more money, honey
I've no more Time. [D]

[BREAK]

If [D] you Got The Money,
I've Got The Ti-ime
We'll go honky-tonkin' And
we'll have a time [G]
We'll [A7] make all the night spots
Dance drink beer and wine
If You Got The Money, Honey
I've Got The Time. [D]

Condor (Chancho En Piedra)

Antes que se acabe!!

Por sobre la lluvia y la tormenta
Rey Sideral woo
He visto tu negra silueta
Mensajero de lo Celestial

Por grietas de cavernas volcanicas
limpia la muerte tu marcha aerodinamica
tu eres la mas grandiosa de las aves
Hermano Condor tu unificaras los Andes

Desde las nubes te vigila
con luz de fuego en sus pupilas
si tu lo llegas a ver
te cambiara defectos por virtudes
y te llevara junto a el

Quiero cubrirme con el cosmos
y con mi Condor pasarte a buscar
Desde la altura no hay fronteras

Como una luz en mis noches
Me da esperanza verte volar
Totem divino entre Dioses
si tu no estas quien nos va a guiar

Mitad Aguila mitad Leon
Cruz que cuida desde el cielo a toda region
encarnas razon saber y bondad
eres la imagen viva de nuestra libertad

Desde las nubes te vigila
con luz de fuego en sus pupilas
si tu lo llegas a ver
te cambiara defectos por virtudes
y te llevara junto a el

Quiero cubrirme con el cosmos
y con mi Condor pasarte a buscar
desde la altura no hay fronteras
que puedan separar...

Antes que se acabe
el Condor en los Andes
Antes que se extinga
lo que queda de vida
Antes que se acabe
el Condor de los Andes
Antes que se extinga

Desde las nubes nos vigila
cada vez con menos compa�±ia
si llega a desaparecer
el cielo caera en llantos
y no parara jamas de llover

Quiero cubrirme con el cosmos
y con mi Condor pasarte a buscar
desde la altura a las fronteras
sobre la tierra parecen terminar
Hermano de la cordillera
Ooh Hermano escuchame

No dejes nunca esta tierra
Hermano Sideral

Desde las nubes
Desde las nubes
Desde las nubes
Hermano Sideral

Desde las nubes
Desde las nubes
Desde las nubes
ItOx

Resistire (Edwyn Collins)

Cuando pierda toda las partidas,
cuando duerma con la soledad,
cuando se me cierren las salidas
y la noche no me deje en paz.

Cuando sienta miedo del silencio,
cuando cueste mantenerse en pie,
cuando se rebelen los recuerdos y mi pongan contra a pared.

ESTRIBILLO
RESISTIRE erguido frente a todo
me volveré de hierro para endurecer la piel,
aunque los vientos de la vida soplen fuertes
soy como el junco que se dobla pero siempre sigue en pie.
RESISTIRE para seguir viviendo
soportare los golpes y jamas me rendire
y aunque los sueños se me rompan en pedasos.....
RESISTIRE, RESISTIREEEEE

Cuando el mundo pierda toda magia,
cuando mi enemigo sea yo,
cuando me apuñale la nostalgia y no reconozca ni mi vos,
cuando me amenace la locura,
cuando en mi moneda salga cruz,
cuando el diablo pase la factura,
o si alguna ves me faltes tu.

ESTRIBILLO
RESISTIRÃ?..............

Gun Street Girl (Tom Waits)

Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail


He took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe
Brought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up on that road house corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette


He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door


I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home


He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Well he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired
Out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired


Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog
Telling everyone he saw, They went that-a-way, boys
Telling everyone he saw, They went that-a-way


Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof
And the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all


Well he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door


Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair
Well they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire


I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home


Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again


I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Cand Va Umplem De Flegme (Ombadon featuring DJ Dox)

"Trage?"
"Flegme-n gât!"
"1, 2, 3 - si!"
"Haai! **!"
"** mea, vroiam sa zic ceva, da' nu mai stiu ce."
"Era tare sa zic '**', nu?"

Când iau microfonul sa te dai, ar fi frumos, hai!
Da-te la o parte, fii dragut, da-te-n sloboz, stai?
Te superi ca te fac sa suferi, nu-i spune lu' mama,
C-o sa te spânzuri, sa iei pastile sau mai bine te tai cu lama?
Daca m-ar suge Dracula s-ar îmbata,
Deci da-l în ** mea!
Toti sugatorii de ** sau de sânge ne reprezinta tara.
Nu ma vorbi pe la spate ca sunt în spatele tau, ca tot a venit vorba,
Nu cred ca vrei sa stii ce gândesc când o privesc pe ma-ta.
Întâi calc în cacat
Apoi te calc pe cap,
Te calc cu pasi marunti
Ca-n dansurile de cacat de pe la nunti,
Pâna te-ascuti,
Pâna te strici,
Pâna te futi,
Pâna m-asculti,
Pâna renunti sa fii singur cu ma-ta-n casa si sa futi.
Hei!
Nu dau 2 lei pe cei care sug **, penis sau falus,
Sa moara fanii mei, va dau de sariti în sus ca Mickey Mouse. ("Woo-wee!")
Fara mau te lasa vorbele mele, vrei sa ne certam?
Esti deschis la minte, eu la pantaloni - hai sa ne-mpacam!

Refren (x2):
Ridica mâinile, da-i din cap!
"** that!"
Atât va intra-n cap din hip-hop!
"What the **?"
Dati din colt în colt, va-ngheata sângele-n vene
Când eu si DJ Dox va umplem de flegme.

Yo! Ombladon
Dau din nou on la microfon,
Dox la pick-up
Ca sunt 2 elemente importante-n hip-hop.
Copii la genul rap se-mbraca, dar asculta manele,
Nu poarta nimic în cap - decât sepci - prostia s-o acopere.
Nu-mi plac casele de discuri care-si dau cu parerea:
"Ioane, unde-i hitu'?
Fa si tu ceva comert!" Sa mori tu!
"Negativele, textele sunt naspa, pe voce nu ai efect!"
Nu-l cumpara nimeni, ma doare-n **, îi dau drumu' pe internet!
Nu astept
Sa ma umplu de bani,
Nu ma prosti, nu ies?? ca voi,
Ma pis pe
Ideile si banii vostri, implicit pe voi,
Ca niste
Muiste rupte-n bot
Cenzurati tot
Se stie -
Pilif, gura ta o sa fie prezervativ din carne vie!
Îmi cer scuze c-am fost nepoliticos înc-o data,
Da' daca m-as risca sa-mi bag **-n ma-ta, mi-ai spune tata?

Refren (x2)

De ce sa cânt
Ca sa va-ncânt
Când eu nu vreau?
Vreau alte lucruri,
Voi vreti sa auziti numai despre tâte, buci si cluburi.
Va-ndes des în cap hip-hop
Cu Dox la pick-up
Hai sa va spun ce cuvânt de cacat am învatat, i-auzi: "Big up!"
Muciosi cu nasu' pe sus - geek-bang! - te-apuca plânsu',
Nu scoateti pistolu', nu fiti duri ca ma pufneste râsu'.
Confundati underground-ul cu subsolu' blocului,
Muzical va rupeti în cur s-ajungeti în vârfu' topului.
Eu tin **le-n **, nu pe refren, întrerup melodia,
Pentru ca de data asta chiar nu m-am referit la Mafia!
Înjuraturi puse cap la cap nu-nseamna hip-hop,
Nu poti sa citesti printre rânduri - nu poti sa asculti hip-hop.
Ma complac în situatia de-a va propti în gât briciu'
Si de-a va fute-n gât pe toti cei care l-ati turnat pe Sisu.
Pun punct, închid microfonul, ma tirez pe furis,
Întrerup iar piesa pentru ca-mi vine sa ma pis.

Refren (x2)

"Hey yo! What the ** is this shit that you're all listening to now all day long on the radio, man? You call that shit hip-hop?"

{scratches}"**! ** that, that ain't hip-hop, is somethin' else!"{scratches}

All Love Can Be (Charlotte Church)

I will watch you in the darkness
Show you love will see you through
When the bad dreams wake you crying
I'll show you all love can do
All love can do

I will watch through the night
Hold you in my arms
Give you dreams where no one will be
I will watch through the dark
Till the morning comes

For the lights will take you
Through the night to see
All love, showing us all love can be

I will guard you with my bright wings
Stay till your heart learns to see
All love can be

Call My Name (Charlotte Church)

I like the sound of your belt dropping
Your door locking, you jangle your keys, yeah
I like the sound of your heart stopping
Of lip locking, the grazing of knees, yeah
I like the sound of skin touching
Hands fumbling, you do as you please
I like the sound of back on the wall, yeah
Shelves falling, oh yes indeed!

And I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I like the sound of your shirt ripping
My will slipping under the table
I like the sound of your hand slapping
Your whip cracking, this could be painful
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame

But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
I may like your touch, I may like you next to me
I may like the sound of your name on my lips
I may like your touch, I may like your remedy
I may like the feel of your hand on my hips
I may like your talk, like you breathing heavily
I like a lot of things baby, you know me

Even God (Charlotte Church)

Even God can't change the past
No matter how many tears I've cried
Yes, I thought this love would last
Who am I to question why?
Who am I?

Darling, when I'm hurt
That's when I'm satisfied
Tell me what it's worth
To pursue the Holy life
I can see your face
Even when I close my eyes
I can give you love
Even when I've been denied

Who's loving who?
Who's fooling who?

Even God can't change the past
No matter how many tears I've cried
Yes, I thought this love would last
Who am I to question why?
Who am I?

Darling, what is love
If it never gets you high?
Should we sit and wait
While the wasted years roll by?
Is there time to say
If I lied, I apologize
Never go away
Please stay here by my side

Who's fooling who?
Who's loving who?

Even God can't change the past
No matter how many tears I've cried
Yes I thought this dream would last
Who am I to question why?
Who am I?

They try to break you
They try to steal your stars
If they ever take you
Just remember who you are
They try to hate you
Just like some love bizarre
It's a sign of weakness
To be afraid of what you are

Who's loving who?
Who's fooling who?

Even God can't change the past
No matter how many tears I've cried
Yes I thought this pain would pass
Who am I to question why?


Video


Filmado en Charlotte, NC. 2007. Acomp. por Yiye Avila, Mykeyly Caton y otros. Filmado por: Faustino Mota Motavision.tv 2007.




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