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Letras

Sssh... (Hope Diggy) (Apex Theory)

Hope diggy da
Diggy da
Ras ta dan teh

People have the tendency
Of ** the life out of me
Try and fill me with forthcomings
Excess is the way of the wise
Even when they are left alone
One hand on rye
A thousand rambles in a second
Tiny tip is topsy turvy
So stop the torment you traitors

I can't take the squeaks anymore
Than I can't take you
I'm sure you're sick of me
Well I'm sick of you too
Haven't you gone far enough my friend
If you send we'll understand
Enter the voice and avoid the void
You're safe with the flag

Local lopsided judges lure lunacy
Over loony loud lumpy loopholes
With lingo that's loathsome
And shade shameless shamsters
Shake and shape shaggy
Young people with sharp teeth
On shelves of ship shaped
Sharpened shop owners
While customers consume large quanties
Of curiously cultivated curtains
Alongside crowds of crude oils
Crossed and crooked
Atop a crushed icemaker

I can't take the squeaks anymore
Than I can't take you
I'm sure you're sick of me
Well I'm sick of you too
Haven't you gone far enough my friend
If you send we'll understand
Enter the choice and avoid the void
You're safe with the flag

Hope diggy da
Diggy da
Ras ta dan teh

I can't take the squeaks anymore
Than I can't take you
I'm sure you're sick of me
Well I'm sick of you too
Haven't you gone far enough my friend
If you send we'll understand
Enter the choice and avoid the void
You're safe with the flag

Hope diggy da
Diggy da
Ras ta dan teh

Más Vale Borrachos Conocidos Que Alcoholicos Anónimos (Los Mox!)

No lograran que deje el alcohol
soy un borracho de corazon
ninguna ley ni un senador
van a alejarme de esta pasion

El copete es un amigo, un amigo fiel
por que siempre esta conmigo y yo estoy con el

Yo nunca fui siervo de dios
me bautizaron con una de Ron
como olvidar penas de amor
si en mi mano no hay un botellon

Por que si no hubiera vodka no habria MOX
y por que hace que las chicas se vean mejor
por que cuando no hay trago no hay diversion
y por eso al copete le hago esta cancion

No lograran que dejemos el alcohol
somos borrachos de corazon
ninguna ley ni politico hueon
van a alejarnos de nuestra, de nuestra pasion!!!


by muertovivo

Such A Scream (Tom Waits)

Well pale face said
To the eyeball kid
She just goes clank and boom and steam
A halo, wings, horns, and a tail
Shovelling coal inside my dreams
There are no laws
She's made of cream
She's such a scream

Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement
A Donnie gal from mortal clay
The plow is red
The well is full,
Inside the dollhouse of her skull
A cheetah coat fills up with steam
She's such a scream

All crooked lines
Her fireplace
A milktrain so clean
Machine gun haste
You'll ride the only wall of shame
And drag that chain across the state
Her lips are red
She is the queen
She's such a scream...

Tom Waits: Vocal, Guitar, Percussion
Brain: Drums
Ralph Carney: Alto & Tenor Sax

Cerveza (2 minutos)

Yo estoy enamorado de vos
desde hace mucho tiempo
me gusta tu cuerpo esbelto
pero mas me gusta lo de adentro
muchas veces me di vuelta por vos
y muchas dadas vueltas mas yo tendre
siempre te he sido fiel,
pero vos conmigo no lo sos (repetir 1)
Cerveza yo te quiero
Cerveza yo adoro
Cerveza yo te quiero......gacha yo te adoro!
Yo estoy enamorado de vos
desde hace mucho tiempo
me gusta tu cuerpo esbelto
pero mas me gusta lo de adentro
muchas veces me di vuelta por vos
y muchas dadas vueltas mas yo tendre
siempre te he sido fiel,
pero vos conmigo no lo sos
Cerveza yo te quiero!
Cerveza yo adoro!
Cerveza yo te quiero......mi negra yo te adoro!

Multiply (Xzibit)

feat. Nate Dogg

[Xzibit]
I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah)
Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)
Half-assed rhymes that you can't watch (no)
It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta
Get it Crip while the gettin is good
before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood
I don't need that, I don't believe that
E'rybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt
I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change
It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on
and keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own
So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it
Speech don't failllll me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
(We) back on line (We) came to ride
(We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply
(We) stay on the grind (Until) we die
And back for mo', cause we can't get enough

[Xzibit]
Above the rest, accept no less
Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest
Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
everybody and anybody who come to my party
like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody
Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"
Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"
What's next, collect respect like paychecks
Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe **
What do you believe in? I believe in
seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance
Here for redemption - been around forever
Y'all cats were just too blind to listen

[Chorus]

[Nate Dogg]
It ain't my fault.. we keep droppin hits
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch
It ain't shit changed.. we gon' bang like this
And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit

[Xzibit]
I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents
I'm sick with my sixth sense
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business
Crooked**the cops to the Rampart district
Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
next man, it's the X Man rollin
Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin
Make mine +Golden+, permanent +State+ issue
Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
Long range missile, if we got issues
I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you
We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
Peep the design from the mastermind
Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Crooked**Nigga (2Pac)




Suddenly I see a nigga I don't like
Got 'em
A smoking**nigga robbed me blind
I got a tek nine now his smoking**is mine
I guess I felt sorry for the bastard, he was broke
I didn't know he smoked so I didn't watch him close
He caught me on the sneak tip
Now the punks in deep shit
Catch him on the streets, bring him to his feet, quick
Pass the clip, I think I see him coming now
** the bullshit, posse deep and lets run him down
Gots to be the first one to hit yah when we meet
Coming quickly up the street, is the punk**police
The first one jumped out and said freeze
I popped him in his knees and shot him punk please
These cops are reminded, and get us as when we rush
Now you clear like a bitch cause you don't know how to hush
Now back to the smoke of the robbery
I tell you like Latifah, mutha-**er give me body
One to the chest, another to his ** dome
Now the shit can rest, yo tell 'em to leave me the ** alone
Two very bloody bodies on the streets
A noisey**cop and a nigga that robbed from me
Well from me, back up punk, how you figure
My fingers on the trigga for you
Crooked**niggas
Crooked**niggas
Criminal Behaviour
Suddenly I see a nigga I don't like
[Stretch]
More to come...

Queens Finest (Capone N Noreaga)

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, check it out
Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin from
And it's gon' go down like this..

[Capone]
Yo, I gots no name, I cause pain, people'll cry
My size vary at the murder scenes, homocide bag me
Try to trace me back to my leader
I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up under the stairs
Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they path
I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten thou' cash
I'm metamorphic, I'm forced to switch
Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit
I get heated when I seperate my shell
with the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve
They jam right? But I still get respect and heard
I hit niggaz legs for fame, my lead through, shit in the game
I leave a red stain whenever I'm sprayin
I'm known as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G
Enough'll make you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Algado & Shoballotti]
Yo stolen car -- top down, on point -- real route
Set it off -- thug it out, pull a heist -- peel out
Fingerprints -- ain't none, black mask -- no face
Cash flow -- no sweat, Jakes come -- no trace

[Prodigy]
Aiyyo ** these niggaz let's ride on these niggaz
It's so simple Dunn I'm down and don't ** around
Comb the hood, in two black Excursions
Lookin for this nigga so we can merc him
Parked in front of his building for like two hours
Been around the corner for a few hours
Came back, there he go, let's go, that nigga ours
Hopped out the truck, went right at the coward
The gun showers, rain on these niggaz they frontin
He didn't even saw it comin..
Hopped back up in the trucks, light the tree back up
I need that Dunn, havin to deal, with these fake niggaz
and fake bitches, give me that Dutch, it's never enough
Niggaz O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)
It's never enough, bitches O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]

[Noreaga]
Whaaaat? Can I rap, can I rap?
We keep it under, no rotunda, with the fully thunder
Mad traffic, and I still buddy w** it
Put your name on the affadavit
just to save it, the project ghetto favorite
Laundry mat trap, the Yacub and the rat
Bill Clinton of the ghetto, respect my name
Tecs and 'caine, the rains nearly stretched the lane
Ridiculous, how my shit spit, fake fishes
Non-religious, Christians won't pay visits
Fast for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk
Ice **in full of skunk, double barrel of pump
Kick rhymes like priests, I'm a golden boy
I got a brand new whip, and it's stolen boy
Fiends love me, they see I'm still holdin void
(Queens Finest, yeah yeah, Queens Finest, yeah yeah)

[Havoc]
Watch me flow, a nigga like me all about dough
Bonin your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
You know we Range Rov', come through, tinted lay low
But most of these niggaz don't show 'til ya blow
Don't, wanna come through Queens, if shorty act stank
Be like, "Mami won't you meet me halfway?"
Shook cause the crooked side done took a long trip
Niggaz on point runnin the gauntlet, ** with
niggaz that heartless, picture me, you carcas
CNN Mobb shit, don't let us start to plot shit
Chill Dunn I got this, better learn from what I spit
Hail what the God kick, bow to what this nigga live
Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when they reneg'
Like it's hard to find your **in crib
I be up in the cut, in the bushes, pick up
last from where you took it, you hit? Now I'm good kid

[Chorus]

[Algado & Shoballotti]
Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Queens Finest.. and Q.B.
Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Queens Finest.. and all over.

Cassandra Gemini (The Mars Volta)

a. TARANTISM
b. PLANT A NAIL IN THE NAVEL STREAM
c. FAMINEPULSE
d. MULTIPLE SPOUSE WOUNDS
e. SARCOPHAGI

I think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others
There was a frail syrup dripping off
His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged
By combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels

Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms, bled me blind
Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from morgue lancet
Caressed your fontanelle
I’ve sworn to kill every last one
Every last one
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor
And out of your mouth
Out of your eyelids
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
All your dreams, splintered off
Leech by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you, yes anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted with disease
When she skinned that costume by it’s navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms, onto the floor
And out of your mouth out of your eyelids
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
Shock lest s**les free you
Volt face cons
abandon you again
I won’t feel not this time
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep on nursery slits
Into this life I’m born
Heaven’s just a scab away
I’d like to see you after just one taste
Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more, let them see it has begun
The others I’ve become
If you should see the dice, charmed with
It’s s** choked eyes
You’ll wear the widows weeds
Because they’re just your size
Behind the snail secretion, leaves a dry heave that absorbs
A limbless procreation, let the infant crawled deformed
A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating sheets
And now when the craving calls
I’ll scratch my itchy teeth
Come on and sing it now
Sink your teeth
Into the flesh of midnight, night forever more
Sink your teeth
Into the flesh of midnight, night forever more
She fell for the whispers, sister flooded deaf tears
That night tore a river, in her baron womb mirror
And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues
Set crucified fires to petrified homes…let it burn
And the owls they were watching
And the owls didn’t care
Then the owls came a knocking, placenta in their stares
They will feed on all the carnage, leftover from the flood
And in the corner of their eyes, fled sister L’ Via
Now the pieces went floating, reflecting all at dusk
Conceived from the stabbing, was Vismund Cygnus
Twenty five wives in the lake tonight
Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes
Yeah the icepicks cumming on the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes are drowning
You can’t bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof
The air is growing cold and there’s nothing you can do
Soon there’ll be no gauze, inside the confessional
Only rows of crows, defrocking every breath
And one day you’ll remember
Behind the melting cones, you always had a family
In the burial of your home.
I’ll peel back all of my skin
Peel back and let it all run
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by the cuticle thorns, dried the sleep
On nursery slits into this life I’m born
Havens just a scab away, I’d like to see you
After just one taste
Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more, let them see it has begun
The others I’ve become
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, no there’s no time
You ain’t got nothing, your life was just a lie.

Mucho Quieren Fumar (Ivy Queen)

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Pero a mi me llamaron para cantar
Para que mi mensaje pueda llegar
Hoy tomo la bandera femenina
Mi pueblo me corona la campeona

Y me pregunto que sucede hoy en dia
Que la que me casa a ti te sale albolia
Los que juran amor, eternamente
terminan dandole hacer cosa a la muerte
Y por que
despues de que es de sus manos hasta comer
Los ni�os a la escuela y verlos crecer
ser una servidora y amante fiel
Eran muerte
Y por que
Si lejos del vicio a ti te quiso ver
si mira hasta la casa que puede tener
Lucho por tu trabajo y hogar tambien
eran muerte

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Por todas las mujeres quiero yo hablar
Que pare el mercado al conyugal
Si tu juras amor es x q haz de marchar
Y dejas cicatrizes q no sanan

No quiero llanto en la tierra Solo alegria
Vivamos de la paz mira dia a dia
Los que juran amor eternamente
Terminan dandole a hacer cosa a la muerte

Ay Dios
cuida de las gales de todo el mundo
No permitas que caigan en el dolor
El maltrato fisico y la depresion
Y la muerte

Solo tu
Sabes lo que habra en el juicio final
Para todo aquel hombre que quiera abusar
Los que viven de ella y la dejan con na'
dale fuerte

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Sweetie (Josh Rouse)

Two lazy dreamers on a winter's night
Making plans for the spring
You paint a picture while I put away my clothes
A crooked couple standing side by side
Is that you?
Is that me?
We laugh in circles and we dream of some place to go

We'll sleep on roof tops
We'll ride on bicycles
Maybe we'll get married
Don't you want to, sweetie?

With so much talent you're not fit for this world
You're an actress, there's no screen
A couple movies now you're stuck in this broadway show
Sink full of dishes and a dirty face
Where's the passion?
Talk is cheap
We laugh in circles then we turn the lights down low

We'll sleep on roof tops
We'll ride on bicycles
Maybe we'll get married
Don't you want to, sweetie?

We hear some music
Coming from the street down below
And the melody carries
Won't you sing with me, sweetie?
Won't you sing with me, la, la, la, la, la...

I hope I can love you
Just like you deserve to be
Tell me what you're feeling
Don't you want to, sweetie?


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