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Escuchar SALSA BRAVA - DENON 6000


Letras

Salsa (311)

We were born in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and brethren, see
We're filling, taste great
In the old school, I was eight
For the new school, I was late
But in high school, I was debate
I rate in the great state of California
I'm warning ya
Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the w** DJ's that I'm a damage
I like a beat that's unique and, yes, I like my head zooming
And in my Continental, you know that shit's booming
With the diamond in the back, suicide doors
You can look from here to eternity
And never receive your morsel

Another tale of ordinary madness:
The girl who gave you her ** I heard was homeless, say
All I really wanna is to feel nirvana
Won't you take me tonight and we just might find
A bottle of wine and feel our nasty nature
Your tongue lickin' up my tongue
Your radio pickin' up a smoky, jazz love song Madness becomes you even though you're
Livin' life, it's hard to exist when you're tempted
By flesh, you wanna bust through
Beautiful legs in the bar, there is poetry
She bends and suspends and her ass
Is a marvelous thing
A dance dancin' at a club the Hereafter
Who can't really dance but that doesn't really matter
And she won't hear applause
'Cuz your drunk and lost
All light is gone
Your arms spread like a cross
And you're dreaming that the world
Will soon fall apart
Topless girl in your gaze which is hazy
Takes your dollar in the gutter without cigarettes
Or wine you're hung over I was warned of your normal
Behavior and felt my life was too short to Consider your w** self
It's like this when you dip down
And you are boxin'
Reeling against the ropes and you
Face some young Mexican
You're scrappin' your neck gets
Snapped back, your nose have bled
You're thinkin' about a comeback
But you're takin' it to the head
You little bastard, better watch your back
'Cause we're after your punk ass
By God, we're gonna jack it
Your journey is small time, and your show is over
You're 'bout as lucky as a three leaf clover
And you're older, ho bag sceezer in her droopy, saggy skin
Who thought she was a model, but, in truth, a never-has-been
You both are fools, you and your cheap rooms, too
The cigar biting your lips the way love used to

Old (Machine Head)

I am the man that defends all things profane
6000 years is the time that I shall reign
And with a grin drank the blood of holy swine
Impurity made the blood turn into wine

Old man, dead hand
If only in their insanity
The lie feeds off their greed
Jesus wept

I am the pain that feeds off your weakness
A sickening born of hate not of the blessed
And with that time I will crush all things they prey
Destroying all from the known to the arcane

Old man, dead hand
If only in their insanity
The lie feeds off their greed
Jesus wept

Bun my eyes and try to blind me
Bury me so they won't find me
Try to suck my power empty
Got no crown of thorns on me

So burn my eyes and try to blind
Bury me so they won't find
Try to suck my power dry
You got no crown of thorns on me

Old man, dead hand
If only in their insanity
The lie feeds off their greed
Jesus wept

Super Brava (Samiam)

through the street lights and forfeited lanes
with a trunk full of everything that we could get
there is a place that´s safe
for those who know no better
that´s where we keep our hideout hidden

we´re travelling destinationless
with an open ticket for a one way trip
free of any expectations
and careless while they crack that whip

if the sun won´t come up tomorrow
this is where i want to be
no way of knowing how much time you have borrowed
so I'll try to keep mine free

we´re travelling destinationless
with an open ticket for a one way trip
free of any expectations
and careless while they crack that whip

what would you decide
when ignorance can be such bliss
you see a car full of zeros destined to die unsatisfied
i don´t need to know where we going
i can still enjoy the ride

we´re travelling destinationless
with an open ticket for a one way trip
free of any expectations
and careless while they crack that whip
what would you decide
when ignorance can be such bliss

Me Falta El Aliento (Estopa)

Llega el momento me piro
Al filo de la mañana. ¡Qué frío!
Que no me he puesto el sayo
Pero me he puesto como un rayo
Me siento como un esperma esperando
En un tubo de ensayo

Congelado pero vivo
Se rompe el hielo si tiro un suspiro
Que no hay nadie más por la calle
Que yo sólo pienso en canciones
Que una poesía me sale
Porque se me caen los pantalones
Y es que se me escapa el aire

Porque me falta el aliento
La fuerza, la pasta, las ganas de verte
El encanto, la salsa, la luz de mis ojos
Mi as de la manga, tus ojitos rojos
Me faltan, me faltan

Madrugada de hielo
Alguien que se arrastre a ras de suelo
Ya debe entrar el sol
Por tu ventana azul
Y yo en el ascensor
¡Qué cara, que estúpida expresión!
Menos mal que ya no estas tú...

Tengo un reloj que se para
Siempre que tú de mí te separas
Y anoche se paró a las dos
Las dos nos paró a los dos
Que ya no hay tiempo que transcurra
Ni sudor que se me escurra por tu cuerpo
Ahí donde curra mi silencio
Mis manos, mi boca, mis ganas, mis besos
Mi cabeza loca, mi tema, mis sueños
Te digo por qué...

Hoodrat (Compton's Most Wanted)




I guess I'll start by saying the bitch aint worth a penny
and when it comes to ** geah she **s plenty
Known around the hood cause she's got much clout
In a circle to the homies like a damn bus route
Geah in the back seat somebody's finger **
Just like a chicken on my dick she's plucking
Oh geah a chicken head bitch is what you call her
** everybody from clucks to ballers
I know you seen her coming from the 10 dollar motel
2 hours is what you get to make this bitch yell
holler and scream, climb the walls
Open your mouth bitch here comes the balls
And don't fake hoe, because I'm ready to rock ya
Killing that twat off just like my man Shocker
Hoe is hotter than salsa, but leave that
drama nigga you can toss her, cause she's a hoodrat

She's sneakier than a ** devil
Just like Bushwick said, geah she's on the other level
Some St. Ides brew and the bud you can work this
Turning tricks like a clown in a circus
And don't get sprung, your little dick
24-7 everybody sticks, geah
Thats the way it is, thats how it goes
** up nuts like water from a garden hose
So boys strap the jimme when its hard
cause the juices might be charged
And geah, she got the shit that kills
And you'll be pulling out an electric eel
** everyday, just to get her propers
You might get hooked but she wont stop the
** and ** and geah its just like that
Dirty as hell, damn, another hoodrat

Now the shit done hit the fan because the bitch is plump
And she don't know cause she was ** like 20 chumps
And thats a damn shame. Dont know his last name
Might come out Freddy Krueger cause they all ran a ** train
But, ** no, she's not a tease
Even when she's pregnant the rat likes to skeez
So here's the dick hit it please
Nibble on my stick like cheese
After ** everyone, look at what the hoe done
got dick whipped and now the bitch is sprung
But a little game and you'll still get the tramp
giving up her county checks and the food stamps
So watch out your shit if you hear the claps
Cause the claps is so horny for the traps
So I guess if that bitch is a hoodrat
she won't get Eiht by his muther** hood cat, geah

Ruvida (Shandon)

Tu confondi la realtà
Certamente tu sai come finirà
Lentamente su di me
Così dolce nel succhiare
Così brava a vincere
Non avrai non avrai mai confini in ciò che vuoi
Non avrai non avrai pienamente ciò che vuoi
Tu confondi la realtà
Così sadica la tua felicità
Brucia il sale su di me
La ferita che fa male
Io che lascio mordere
Non avrai non avrai mai confini in ciò che vuoi
Non avrai non avrai pienamente ciò che vuoi

Electrica Salsa (Snooky Lanson)

Baba baba - mmh mmh - aha aha - oh
dies ist die
h - wie?
Baba baba - kannst du die Trompeten mal mit einschalten?

I warn you about my secret I'm going to expose

A great threat to your bodies
to your mind and souls.
Don't be alarmed
it doesn't spell danger

Stumble in the groove
dance with a stranger.
Don't have to ask you to get up
you'll do it in your own.

Baba baba - mmh mmh - aha aha -
Believe in what I say to you:
The only James Dean is not Coati Mundi of this music scene.
It's me
my friend
the master of salsa

Cabasa down with me
the beat is getting faster.
Don't have to ask you to get up
you'll do it on your own.

Electrica salsa - baba baba
electrica salsa - mmh mmh

Electrica salsa - aha aha.
Electrica salsa - baba baba
electrica salsa - mmh mmh

Electrica salsa - aha aha.
Yesterdays percussion
todays technology

electrica salsa is in with me.
The new age sound is on the move

I give you now the second groove.
Don't have to ask you to give up
you'll do it on your own.

Electrica salsa - yeah
electrica salsa -
mmh mmh
electriea salsa - uhh!
Electrica salsa - baba baba
' electrica salsa - yeah mmh

Electrica salsa - yeah aha aha
uhh!

La Grippe (Squirrel Nut Zippers)

There's a flu bug getting passed around
Spreading like fire through this town
There's a virus holing up inside us
Each one that I know is coming down
There's an Asian influenza
Infecting us all by the scores
And it's turning into pneumonia
We must go out once more
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
So the doctors came on the evening train
With their flasks and their caskets and vials
Mass psychosis was their diagnosis (yes)
So we all cashed our checks and went wild
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
La Grippe!, Salsa!

Planetas (Paco Bello)

Esta es la brava historia,
de dos personas locas,
personas por cruzarse
y locas por juntarse.

Y cuando se subieron,
al carro del te quiero
aquellas dos palabras,
ya eran tejado y casa.

Mis ojos despejados,
te quieren dar despacio,
las flores más despiertas,
que hay en mi cabeza.

Te viene bien las doce,
de dia o de noche,
delante del museo,
planetas en el pecho.

Tu voz es mi columpio,
tu risa todo el parque.
Saludame a Neptuno,
saludame a Saturno.

Tus ojos son tan grandes,
que nunca se hace tarde,
si todo es inseguro,
flotando en ti, lo dudo.

Llegué un poco tarde,
y tu no te enfadaste,
mientras me acercaba,
el sol, te subrayaba.

Y luego en el museo,
entramos en el juego,
de comentar los cuadros,
con aire de enterados.

La cama muy pequeña,
para que no se pierdan,
las llaves del abrazo,
ni el sueño enlazado.

Te viene bien las doce,
de dia o de noche,
delante del museo,
planetas en el pecho.

Tu voz es mi columpio,
tu risa todo el parque.
Saludame a Neptuno,
saludame a Saturno.

Tus ojos son tan grandes,
que nunca se hace tarde,
si todo es inseguro,
flotando en ti, lo dudo.

Viva La Radio (Lolly)

viva viva viva la radio
how i love my radio
i take it with me wherever i go
how i love to hear the sound
i like to play it nice and out loud

(chorus)
radi-o-ooo, that's it, i love it
radi-o-ooo, turn it up, turn it up
radi-o-ooo, louder, louder
radi-o-ooo, i love it, i love it
viva viva viva la radio (repeat x4)
how i wish i was a dj
i'd play my favourite music everyday
radio lolly is what it would be
and you can come and dance and party with me

(chorus)

salsa
viva viva viva la radio (repeat to fade)


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