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Escuchar ANGELICA GOMEZ:Buscame,Llamame Cariñito-Santiago PRIMICIA 2011 "LOS ALAMITOS"


Letras

Santiago (Attaque 77)

Ellos están bien llenos y nosotros hambrientos,
nos tienen aplacados así,
bicicleteándonos con esta mierda de sueldo,
y ellos viven a lo Beverly Hills
así, mientras saben que vamos a esperar
perdemos el tiempo, nadie nos va a ayudar
Salgamos a las calles a tomar lo que es nuestro,
la rabia no se puede ocultar
saqueando sus viviendas,
así como ellos hicieron con nuestra dignidad.
Mirando a lo lejos, se puede divisar
un pueblo dormido que quiere despertar
Santiago no duerme más la siesta
Santiago no duerme más la siesta
La autoridad dió un paso al costado,
dijeron: nosotros terminamos acá
entonces contrataron matones a sueldo,
basura hay en cualquier lugar
Algunas personas nunca comprenderán
amargo el obrero no puede continuar
Santiago no duerme más la siesta
Santiago no duerme más la siesta
algunas personas nunca comprenderán,
amargo el obrero no puede continuar.

all clear (angelica (rugrats))

Like the flight of a butterfly This is full of promises All quiet All clear So you can hear Like the flight of a butterfly This is full of promises All quiet All clear As you can hear Like the flight of a butterfly Like the flight of a butterfly All quiet All clear So you can hear You can hear Only one world for each other Would you want another? (x2) Only one world can conceal Such a loss for each other And if you want to earn something to lose And if you want to earn something to lose And rescue, to rescue To rescue, to rescue Making my space alone Space alone Space alone, space alone I came to stay Only one world can conceal Such a loss for each other Only one world for each other Would you want another?

Oye Mi Canto (N.O.R.E.)

If You Latino Right Now Stand The ** Up!!!

SBK...(SBK)
Alive...(Alive We Comin' Up!)
With Nina Sky...(Nina Sky Wassup Girls?)
N.O.R.E & Tego...(N.O.R.E. , Tego)
Gem Star...(Gem Star) Big Mato..(Ah Big Mato)
C'mon,..C'mon

Whoa...Whoa...Whoa...Whoa
What U Say?

Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Colombiano (HA!)
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Cubano (HA!) Mexicano (HA!)
Oye Mi Canto

You See This Is What Whey Want,
They Want Reggaeton,
WHAT? WHAT?
They Want Reggaeton,

Esta Lo Que Quieren,
Toma Reggaeton,
QUE? QUE?
Toma Reggaeton,

You See, I'm N.O.R.E. Keep My Story,
My Story I Always Kick It QUE?
When I Bone Shorty I Slap Culo And Listen QUE?

Soy El Gem Estrella Cuando Canto Lo Que Dicen, (WHAT?)
Una Nalga En El Culo Ella Grita, (WHAT?)

See Her Booty Gotta Rep For It's Own,
I Be For Auto San Juan, Biamon,

Sol En Campo Santiago, Tabacco Y Rome,Aya En Puerto-Rico Con Bacardi Limon
Ahh This All That
cream cheese and bagel on it
Toma Reggaeton,
Remix Wit' Tego On It
Este Un ???
Con N.O.R.E. On It
Un Reggaeton Con Gem Star Y Big Nato On It

Chorus:
Whoa...Whoa...Whoa...Whoa
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Columbiano (HA!)
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Cubano (HA!) MEXICANO (HA!)
Oye Mi Canto

Al Dormir Cuando Suenan Venden Como Pan Caliente
No Se Me Duerman Con Aquella Gente
Si Quieren Comprar Vendale La Muerte
Y Contarle La Consencia Por Que No Le Encuentren
Digo Ayuda, Pero Si No Tiro La Sulla
La Jaula Esta Segura Antoja La Caulla
So Pica La Cuasahita Especialmente El Dia De Visita
Que No Llego Mi Viejita
La Muerte Corre, Se Sufre En Doble
No Llego El Sobre Que Cosa Pobrable Pal Puro
Investigarlo Mejo Creerlo Sin Verlo
El Que Se Enfreteria No Le Paso El Freno
Oye No Inverstigarlo Mejor Creerlo Sin
El Que Se Enfreteria No Le Paso El Freno
Ay Dios..Ay Dios
Caldejo..Caldejo..Caldejo

Chorus:
Whoa...Whoa..Whoa...Whoa
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Columbiano (HA!)
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Columbiano (HA!)
Oye Mi Canto

MAMI! Venga Ver Lo Que Tengo Yo PARA TI!
Ya Siento Que Sin Ti No Puedo Vivir
Ay MAMI...(MAMI)...MAMI...(MAMI)
Hey..(Hey)..Hey..(Hey)
Oye Mi Canto
Mira Con Mundo Linda
Yo Le Canto Mira Asea Norte Ami Hermano
Yo La Mando...(Mando)
Hey...(Hey)...Hey...(Hey)

Chorus:
Whoa...Whoa...Whoa...Whoa
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Columbiano (HA!)
Boriqua (HA!) Morena (HA!) Dominicano (HA!) Columbiano (HA!)
Oye Mi Canto
(2X)
SBK Da Beast, Gem Star & Nato, Nina Sky ( Wassup Girls)
Better Make A Call To The Big Homie In Puerto Rico
Tego Calderon (Wassup Boi!)

....Oye Mi Canto,
....Oye Mi Canto,
....Oye Mi Canto,
....Oye Mi Canto,
....Oye Mi Canto,
...Canto
...Canto
...Canto

Angelica (Lamb)

Instrumental

The Fly (Sarah Brightman)

I know a colourful room
Where we can fly
And take a spin to the moon
On Aunt Angelica's pie
I am a fly, pie in the sky
Across a harvest of stars
And constellations
We'll drink
A starjuice on Mars

Miss our connection and cry
Coz I don't know why

I am a fly

The major is dead
It went to his head
We gonna fly

Clifton (Santiago) (Kool Keith)




featuring "Noggin Nodders from Oakland"

[Kool Keith]
Yeah straight from the ranch
Motion Man {*echoes*}
J. Reno Kool Keith {*echoes*}
Kool Keith

I used to rock a booty butt banger with a hanger
Snap back with back slaps bypass them corny raps
Perhaps some action maxin in the Turb' relaxin
Unique investigator sportin More alligators
From here to Virginia clubs when I step up in ya
Tell the maid from my toes, to my shoulder blade
Extreme act up on front stage, make em back up
You get that workout, that head piece gettin slapped up
Now turn yo' lip up, you drop that mic you turn yo' lip down
I spin on stage like, blowin mics, make you sit down
From here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta Georgia Florida flowin down, like I'm water
Mexican Indian, fly girls, the Puerto Ricans
Pum-pum-pump the eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh peakin
Now start spectacular, expert, them legs will work
Bronx Bomber watch em strip, Eddy tip that fine mama
Hydraulics expand, while drums bang like Gap Band
I clap hand, take his mic, give him five to my man
Switch his work to talent shows, I do concerts
Light up shirts like 4th of July atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white backpacks on wack macks
Yeahhhhhhhh...

Chorus: Motion Man + Kool Keith (repeat 2X)

[M] Clifton! Santiago
[K] Keith, Telavasquez (PSYCH!)

[Clifton Santiago]
My name is Cadillac Clifton Santiago
At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich major
You know my switches, Impala drop, scrapin sparks
I mack these bitches, white Asian Puerto Rican
Black Russian Haitian, with jungle fever, I ain't hatin
A cup more Coppertone, I'm cappin on your kinky ear
Bitches they stare, cause I'm WILD cock diesel
Boy hopin that I recognize they girls in this song
Bodda-boom-bodda-bing bodda-bing-da-bing-bong, yo check it
I call up Televas-quez, he's gettin**
And when he finish, call up Santiago and bring the cash
I'm out to desecrate, move wild Western state
I got your sister lickin ass, suckin hairy balls
My occupation downfall and bringin niggaz bad luck
My name is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall
I'm full ?, a hundred niggaz deep up in the movies
Like Greg I'm groovy, yo Bobby sit and watch the movie
and kick that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin goofy
She's on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half
They know I'm wild, I don't mess around with chickenheads
Barney and Fred, Wilma Betty Bam-Bam Pebbles
(On different channels, lyrics)

Chorus

[Ev Dog]
Slidin through the back of the do'
You didn't see me in the midst, with my pistol, Ev Dog
Flyin heads is my job, I will clobber you
Walkin backwards, chosin jacket, turn around
Gloves on, opposite hands
Can you recognize me?
I wear Blu Blocker shades so you can't see what I see
Holdin a mirror up, so I don't run into nobody
but I don't care, cause I know karate (HI-YAH!)
Vulcan Pinch and that Yoga too
Don't you know I'm Stretch Armstrong in the flesh
with a mocha tan, and a criminal mind?
Like Chairhead Chippendale, yeah
Comedy? Yes, no? Maybe not
But if I got a lip don't zip
Baggy jeans on, walkin through a crowded room
Avoid all contact with me, click boom!
People scatter stop that chatter they resort to screamin
Am I dreamin, drunk or just zooted out?
I need help call 9-1-1 pronto
My modus operandi is complete
One down, many to go, others to show
the argonaut is ain't no **in circus sideshow
Ringling and Barnum and Bailey we are not
Wild Kingdom Mutual of Northern Cal
Hahahaha..

Chorus 2X

Cruel Mistress (Flogging Molly)

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In the belly of a squid
Take my trousers take my shirt
Just give me that sweet dirt
For the water's cold and grim
And I never did learn to swim
No her love never set me free
So I set off for the ocean
Now in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace
But I've known since the day
That we sailed for Santiago
Her dry embrace would kiss my face
No never, no more

The Sea is a Cruel Mistress
The Sea is a Cruel Mistress

Many moons to the day
That I threw her love away
Now every whale spouts,"go to hell"
As the wind laughs in my face
I've grown harder on the eyes
And salty on the taste
My pride has gone with the wake
As I wait a cold wet grave
I rose to the smell
Of a wet desert hell
And I thought to myself
How'd I wind up in this jail
Till a voice called to me
From deep within the sea
Dry your eyes my dear fisherman
Your**belongs to me

The Sea is a Cruel Mistress
The Sea is a Cruel Mistress

The earth will rest my bones
Lord I know, Lord I know
But I'll see you when I get home
From the cold, yeah from the cold

No her love never set me free
So I set off for the ocean
Now in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace
But I've known since the day
That we sailed for Santiago
Her dry embrace would kiss my face
No never, no more

The Sea is a Cruel Mistress
The Sea is a Cruel Mistress

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In the belly of a squid

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace...

Everybody On The Line Outside (Flipmode Squad)




Busta Rhymes verse
Flipmode word bond
Flipmode coming word bond
Flipmode here word bond
Feel no fear word bond
Uh uh uh uh uh
uh uh uh uh uh
1998 Hot shit
Hitting you off baby you do it like this Yo
Crazy maybey a nigga look shadey
Admire the nigga and let me shine baby
Shine my nickel 380 yo its all gravy
Never play me follow orders you better obey me
Sisco and dance all in the discos
Crib show with alot of bitches from here to Frisco
Yah-yay my nigga or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish chick I think her name is santiago
The way she blow I never been blowed before
Beyond a level where I could'nt take it no more
Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor
She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor
Now I finish with that
Nigga give me my trap
Staking whole lot of money get me before I finish my rap
Think your shit dont stink
Drunk crossed eyed nigga
Walk crooked still spilling your drink
Jam on!
-Busta Rhymes chorus-
Everybody's on the line outside
Make you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
Cant do it like this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come inside
>From the left to the right lets coincide
All night Flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired
-Rampage verse-
Now im on charge
The party's going down at the club mirage
Rampage im still large
Coming in the door with my Flipmode Squad
VIP pass flex on the blast
Honey's in the corner yo I got to think fast
Play my game right if I want some**
If I want to spend some cash, moet all night
Dont look at me wrong man your pokets aint tight
I got a Rolly that'll shine all night
This is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
And all you pretty ladies just wild for the night
Put your bottles in the air from your left to your right
Its Rampage you can call me legendary
I drink alize with a little cranberry
I clear my throat
Got the flyest mink coat
I told you before yo im going for broke
Gebose
-Repeat Chorus-
-Lord Have Mercy verse-
Rotate the club
Locate the Love
Pulsate with the squeeze**
Double G cans fatigue shafts
Out your league math
Jeeps crash dent like bean bags
New york city rub squishy touch and theme tags
Not a dollar to loose
Man let me hollar at you
Never head wobble with fool
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the moon
La La bye messaging your crew
Travel at high speeds
No ID
God on the move
Pardon me duke
Nationwide thick base collide
The gritty groove, smash fifty-two
And levitate your side
Who want it?
Your back weak running like athletes
Get on it
Huh blaze the streets with no warning
Andale Andale my people move for the montary
Jack cheese collapse streets now put the john away
Put the john away, put the john away
-Repeat chorus 2x-
-Busta Rhymes-
Yeah Flipmode raw deluxe hot shit
1998 1999 year 2000
Say what Lord Have Mercy
Say what Rampage the last nigga
Say what Busta Rhymes the lyrical
Say what say what say what

La Cruz De Santiago (Mago De Oz)

No era el hombre más honesto
Pero él...
Era un hombre valiente y fiel
Tampoco la piedad se cobijaba en él

Malvivía, alquilando por tres maravedís
Su espada y vizcaína en
Ajustes de poco lustre y de peor fin

Eran tiempos duros y había que buscarse el pan
Reinaban la picaresca, la espada y el "voto a tal"

Brilla el acero en su mano
Perla su cara el sudor
Donde el mar no tiene dueño irá...
Irá a buscar

A su espalda, una sombra y a pie
Le seguía sin perder ningún detalle
Parecía aprender

Su mirada reflejaba calma y paz
Su voz grave y familiar
Relataba leyendas de la antigüedad

Algo misterioso le envolvía, no dormía jamás
Cuentan que se alimentaba del relato po**r

Brilla la Cruz de Santiago
En su pecho, por el Sol
Su rostro jamás descubrió
Su nombre ocultó

En el tejado del tiempo
En el desván de los sueños
Se ahoga una voz:
"No creas en todo lo que veas
Sólo haz caso a tu intuición

Y si albergas la duda
Nunca hallarás consuelo en tu interior
Lanza bien los dados
Porque el juego del camino ha comenzado

Agudiza tu ingenio
Sírvete de mancias
Sírvete del tarot
Lee en el alma del bosque
Y adivina dónde la muerte se escondió"

ARC

El Barrio (Tamara Stewart)

Sigue la rutina no pago impuestos
Porque tengo mi negocio en efectivo por la esquina
Los carnales no son ganga es la familia
Y no canto bamba homes canto malillas
El chavo por apodo bien conocido en el volo
No es mi culpa fui nacido en un mundo cholo
Psycho, loco, marijuano, y coco
A veces con el leno y a veces respirando polvo
Me dicen revolucionario
Pero solo he escrito temas de como ha estado el pedo
Soy un callejero vuelto rapero y cuando pasan los puercos
Soy el primero que les suelta el dedo
Navegando las calles me miran en la cocina del infierno
Tocando chalino por la vocina mia
En mi barrio pleito con la policia siempre existira
Mientras jodan a las pandillas

[Chorus]
Mexico y colombia por vida controla
Chile y peru alli estan en la zona
Venezuela siempre pega con la bomba
El mundo es un barrio homie agarra la onda
En nicaragua las pandillas son los contras
Brasil la ciudad de dios nadie la toca
Las maras de el salvador y guatemala chocan
El mundo es un barrio homie la vida loca

En l.a. encuentras todo
Oro quemado de venta que te cuesta el cincuenta solo
Negociantes le dan cuenta a cholos pa' proteccion
Este impuesto se paga pa' evitar el hoyo
Otro rollo de la calle, loco, hay mucha tranza
Ponte trucha y que no te falle el ojo
Andan sobre feria, enemigos, y la cosa aquella
Queremos que la coka nostra mueva
Ranflas bajas con rines de cromo
Es por catrines que somos
No te confundas causan fines de plomo
Este mundo es mio, loco, como tony montana
Es por el poder no le tengo amor a la lana
Me la paso pistiando en la cuadra es donde esta la accion
La vida mala que nos gana la fama
En lo vago nunca para la banda
El barrio corre por la sangre por vida, homie
Es mi palabra

[Chorus]

Esto no tiene fin... mira tumbaron a pablo
Y siguen vagos en los barrios de medellin
Lo que pase que se quede alli
Aqui no cantan pericos se vuelven mudos si quieren vivir
Es el codigo de tres puntos, mi vida loca
Zoologico parece por no ser juntos
Las clikas grifas rifan aqui en califas
En belize, como en costa rica
Y es igual en el reyno, santiago, y en rio
Alla en pico-union donde fuman el frio
Es el barrio mundial que controla el latino
Incluye argentina y todo puerto rico
Deja me explico el barrio enterito
Seriamos mas fuerte unidos te digo
Para ecuador, panama, la republica dominicana
Y honduras viene dedicada

[Chorus]


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