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Letras

Ghost (Neutral Milk Hotel)

Ghost, ghost I know you live within me
I feel you as you fly
In thunder clouds above the city
Into one that I love

With all that was left within me
Until we tore in two
Now wings and rings and there's so many
Waiting here for you

And she was born in a bottle rocket, 1929
With wings that ringed around a socket
Right between her spine
All drenched in milk and holy water
Pouring from the sky
I know that she will live forever
She won't ever die

And she goes
And now she knows she'll never be afraid
To watch the morning paper blow
Into a hole where no one can escape
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee

And one day in New York City, baby
A girl fell from the sky
From the top of a burning apartment building
Fourteen stories high
And when her spirit left her body
How it split the sun
I know that she will live forever
All goes on and on and on

And she goes
And now she knows she'll never be afraid
To watch the moring paper blow
Into a hole where no one can escape
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee
Dee, dee, dee, dee

Let Them Thangs Go (2Pac)




Throw them thangs X3
The quicker the nigga can go on
The faster the nigga can get his dough on
Then I can hit my flow and get my ho on
Them niggas don't know what goes on
They trying to ** with all they clothes on
Then act up when all the hoes gone
Are you ready for my flow? hit me (Hoooooooo!) X3
Stop fronting mother**er let them thangs go
I'm quick to kill a nigga any nigga feel me nigga
You can't fade me I'm way to ** real nigga
2Pacalypse Now still down with the Underground
Niggas get clowned when I come around
Boom boom mother**er and it don't stop
** a cop pass the glock and it won't stop
If ya ready for my flow hit me (Hoooooooo!) X3
Stop fronting mother**er let them thangs go
If ya wondering the thunder and the trouble
Is coming from the rebel as I hit ya from the lower level
Hit me once ** D M and two times
Popping like two nines hitting 'em with new rhymes
I can make you love me
Best to chill with the nigga 'cause ya sure can't punch me
If ya feel me let me hear ya say (Rock that shit) X3
'Cause ain't a nigga alive that can stop the hit
[Spice1]
Hey, hold on young 'Pac
Mother**ers ain't riding no hookers out here
Punk mother**ers think the town
Ain't got handle bars on and shit
And ya lie to get slapped behind here
With a mother** motor, punk sissy
[2Pac]
Tell them mother** square**niggas
Check this out
Y'all fonna come up off those mother** thangs
'Cause I ain't fonna be up in sweating for nothing
Ya little punk square nigga
I'm quick to spit the shit get ya open
Straight outta Oakland
** the law get ya jaw broken
Ba ba ba bang bang nigga it's a stick up dee
Turn the kick up I'm ready to rip the shit up G
They got me hype hype hyper, am I hype enough?
Pass the blunt mother**er let me light shit up
And pump ya fist like this
'Cause the cops can't flip on a whole damn clique
So suck dick
What they hitting 'fo? Double up nigga it's on
The type of nigga that likes to bone with the lights on
If ya ready for a nigga hit me (Hooooooo!) X3
Stop fronting mother**er let them thangs go
Yes some of you niggas are bitches too
Little square mother**ers trying to get to who?
Pop pop never made it to ya punk**clique
Talk shit now ya gotta get ya punk**whipped
For the bitches that be trying to work a nigga
For the tramps that be trying to jerk a nigga
For the rollers that be trying to urk a nigga
I'ma hustle and you punks can't hurt me nigga
If ya ready for a nigga hit me (Hooooooo!) X3
Stop fronting mother**er let them thangs go
uh, uh, yeah
Let them thangs go

All About The Money (Meja)

Sometimes,
I find another world inside my mind
When I realize the crazy things we do
It makes me feel ashamed to be alive
It makes me want to run away and hide

Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
I dont think its funny
To see us fade away
Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
and I think we got it all wrong anyway

We find stranges ways,
of showing them how much we really care
When in fact we dont seem to care at all
This pretty world is gettin out of hand
So tell me how we failed to understand

Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
I dont think its funny
to see us fade away
Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
and I think we got it all wrong anyway

Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
I dont think its funny
To see us fade away
Its all about the money,
its all about the dum dum duh dee dum dum
and I think we got it all wrong anyway

Violin (Kate Bush)

Violin
By Kate Bush

Four strings across the bridge,
Ready to carry me over,
Over the quavers, drunk in the bars,
Out of the realm of the orchestra,
Out of the realm of the orchestra.

Filling me up with the shivers.
Filling me up with the shivers and quivers.
Filling me up with the shivers.

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

Paganini up on the chimney,
Lord of the dance,
With Nero and old Nicky.
W** that devil
Into my fiddlestick!
Give me the Banshees for B.V.s,*
Give me the Banshees for B.V.s.

Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny.
Jigging along with the fiddle-dee-dee.
Jigging along with the fiddle, oh, Johnny.
Jigging along with the fiddle-dee-diddle-dee-dee!

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

Get the bow going!
Let it scream to me:
Violin! Violin! Violin!

resistance (the ganjas)

Another soldier Run with a loaded gun Veiled by fire Spread on the wind And blown in my head Another victim Under Resistance Veins on the mountains (when the river sounds) Rage of the mother Earth (he walk in silence) Wasted Asylum (when the wind blow) I’ll leave my bones on another Planet Under Resistance Head full of mirrors (when the river sounds) Staring into the Sun (he walk in silence) Looking for Freedom (when the wind blow) Spread on the wind And blown in my head Another victim Under Resistance Raving I’m falling on a dream Flowers in a rusty Lake Distant glide away Empty space around’ Fake Resurrection Raise the Atomic Heart River Radiation Spread on the wind And blown in my head Another victim Under Resistance

Real Bad Boyz (Westside) (2Pac)




[Featuring Dee Tha Mad Bitch]
[Dee tha Mad Bitch]
What goes on in the mind of a bad boy? Nothin but payback
Whos next, the clip, callin murder could nothin the contract
Better watch your back
Since hes makin that comeback
The 1-87 will stop em
The hollow point, will drop ya
Go on, heres a scene for your soul
So take heed when you meet face-to-face, here comes the grim reaper
You better ???? from the depths of hell
Hes a real McCoy
But aint no stoppin this girl is bad boy
He aint no joke
Mutha**a grab your throat
Before you find yourself cut with a blade
As your bloody body lays on top of cement
In front of your president
It was a murder for hire
Hit an innocent child in the crossfire
Now hes confined to a jail
Got shot six times, in his spine
But his mind is still down at the grind
Hes willin to destroy
Thats what he lives for, to be a bad boy
Chorus:
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do, watch out, we commin at you.
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do, were comin after you
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do, watch out, we comin at you
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do, watch out, we comin at you
[2PAC]
I got these bustas on my block and they after me
Runnin round tellin these niggas, how they gonna capture me
Its gettin crazy, its hard to make my mind up
Now should I, buck em down, or put my nine up?
You see, I aint a bad boy, just a boy who had it bad
I graduated from 22s to 3-57 mags
Runnin on these marks fore they stashin
I aint askin, give it up, or get to blastin
The penintnetiary dont scare me
A straight thug nigga, the whole setll take care of me
And tell me, who the ** you gonna find
Rough enough to tear these bitch-niggas, this is mine
Now busta, meet my nine, 24 on the grind
Im sick about mine, and uh, aint nothin wrong with gettin high
A hustlin-ass nigga from the projects, Im makin loot
And screamin Thug Life, nigga, when they shoot
They made me a.....
[Chorus]
[Dee tha Mad Bitch]
Now how many bad boys in the house
So hurry boys got the biggest nuts
What the **, I gave em the blunts
Havin a grudge against the whole **in world
A 16 shot-block-glock, thatll stop em
Theyre sure to hit the ground
Nothin, bustin a cap on no more every round
A bad boy is the big, shot on the block
He got knots, bigger rocks for the cops
Before he gets props
So you petty boys, you cant ** with em
You can eat the biggies good friend
Or become a victim of a dead man
Its sad to see, when you end up six-feet deep
So rest in peace, mutha**a, join the pow
he got nothin but the realest style
Flavors when on the mic
and packin the meal like life
Savers, sweep up on you at night
His grip on tight, and make you take a bite
Thats all she wrote, barrel went down your throat
Killin off these niggas for fun
Murder one, and throw away your gun
Hes livin his life like a soldier
Thats what he lives for, to be a Bad Boy
[Chorus]

Gritty (Outlandish)

[Chorus]
In the bus
Bumping with my thugs
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

On my block
In my set
You don't wanna test
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

On the porch
In the crib
Eating mammas meal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

On the phone
Doing buiss'
Trying to close a deal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

We gonna party it's monsoon wedding up in here
Soon as we touch ground "tusi chad chak dey"
Say what?
We gonna tear the roof up
And get crunked on "garam chai" up at the bar with my feet up

[RapVerse1 (Lenny)]

Me llaman cabron
No quiero escribirle a tu maldita cancion
Estoy cansado de hacer favores
Ponte en mis zapatos
Este ritmo esta estropeado para el carajo

[Translation]

They call me Cabron
Coz I dont want to write your damned song
I'm so tired of doing favours
Put your self in my shoes!
This rhythm is waisted

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

If the shoe don't fit?
** it wear it anyway
Man it's too tight!!!
Then cut it
I need my space
Did you know her?
Nah never seen her face
Shorty acting like we go back like biggie and faith

[Rapverse1 (Lenny)]

?Quien quiero ser ?
Pelusa
Quiero ser como El Diego
Rebelde puro con amor por el juego
Coraje latino
Eso es tan puro
Serena intensidad
Eso te lo aseguro

[Translation]

Who I wanna be?
Pelusa
I wanna be like El Diego (Maradona)
Rebellious with passion for the game
Latin spirit
That's so pure
Serenely intensity
You bet

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Isam)]

Rghh tfuu!
Snakes all up in this chase
I'm trying to get out of this shhhh
They' trying to steal my plate
Keep them out of my show
Keep them out of my goal
Don't give me that sweet talk you
Keep them out of my flow
I'm tired of y'all; nobody get's the job done around here
I don't eat pork, thought I made my self clear
You slipped bacon in my white rice
Instead of them prawns
I had no clue, came home
Breathe smelling like Santa Claus
Who the boss??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Who got the bread??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Say, you want me to get up and slap your butt
You better believe you out of a job
Cuz of the food you **ed, you are fired, ya fool!!!

[Bridge]

We, we don't need nobody else no
Take your business somewhere else fool
Tell your peeps not to bother me no more

Ya keep ya friend close but ya keep ya enemy closer
Take the bitter with the sweet, and the sweet with the bitter
Mix it with a little bit of brains and some cheddar
How ya gon' live my brotha if ya don't matter

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Waqas)]

All my live moros throw your hands up
Let me see you go skyhigh to this cut
Letting you know El Moro tear the club up
How you gonna live my brother if you don't know what's up

[RapVerse3 (Lenny)]

Mira al Moro, mirame
Watch me as I put it down
Suavemente admirame
Presente con mi mara que queres
Vete, este no es lugar para un bebe

[Translation]

Watch El Moro, watch me
Watch me as I put it down
Admire me gently
Present with my gang, what ya want
** off, this ain't a place for a baby

Ill Kebab (Outlandish)

Why you treating me so wrong
When all I try to be is so strong
Don't want me to maintain
Please stop messing with my brain, my baby

Bridge:
Ohohoh
Yeah yeah yeah
Let's get it on
To the early morn'
Ohohoh
Yeah yeah yeah
Let's break it down
Baby, break it down

Chorus:
I gotta bad name
Being the bad man I am
Doing bad thangs
Hang around with
My bad friends, bad clan
Doing bad stuff
Me and you all the same
Time to get rough

Quien lo hizo no lo se
No fui yo, pero al final
La historia me absolverá
Porque no estuve yo en el lugar
De todos lados me disparan
Los malos hábitos se acaparan
A mis errores ellos me amarran
No solo tengo cosas malas
Soy humano igual que todos
No soy perfecto igual que todos
Vulnerable como todos
Quiero que me traten como a todos
Quien tiene la respuesta
Por que no comprendo lo que hacemos
En el fondo yo soy bueno
Quien lo hizo nunca sabremos

(Translated)
Who did it?
I don't know
It wasn't me, but at the end
The history will absolve me
Cuz I wasn't at the current place
From all sides I get blamed
And the bad habits can be monopolized
To my errors they attach me
Like if I only have bad things
I'm human, like everyone
Not perfect, like everyone
Vulnerable, like everyone
I just want to be treated like everyone
Who got the answer?
Cuz I don't get what we're doing
In the bottom, I'm good
And who did it, we'll never know

Bridge…

I'm feeling low so you know I got to go
I can't stay any more
No longer will I mourn
I feel the rain and the pain
Creeping under my skin
You ain't my friend cause
You haven't been where I've been
I've been places
Seen faces
Unsolved cases
Kids on streets with no shoelaces
So how the hell you gonna go off by telling me
It's gonna be alright
So please let me go
Islam B let 'em know

Chorus

Boo be calling me
Like what ever she wants
As long as she don't call me home
Mamma wouldn't like that
Cuz that's a no no
So say my name is Mo
And let's do this happy hour on a low
See my real name be Muhammad
But nobody really has to know
But anuff's said and let's do this right
In your crib by the TV light
Get you real high screaming my name
Dreaming 'bout me while you´re doing your man
Thinking that I might come back to you
But I lied too
Played you cool
Girl, stop calling me
You better stop
See you did it
Just to get a rep

If Only (Outlandish)

It's all so quiet in here
If only - I got's to do this
If only - yeah

[Rapverse1 (Isam)]

I know I'm takin' ya for granted as hell
Don't care, never talk, when we do, not well
Come home, all tired and straight to bed
U b like; remember salaat
And I be like; forget that
I missed the first 4
Anyhow can't deny my conscious is broke
Double standard - 100, ask me why and I choke
Sistas stay home while brothas hit the clubs
Tale spinning on fast lanes, drinking all up
I give a damn about u'd walk a 1000 miles for me
I won't even go down to the nearest corner shop for ya
Food on the table every time I run home
Praying while the TV is on, my focus all gone
Can't take ya serious when ya blame me for ya misery
Why can't ya be mo like his or her son, I'm sick of it
I wish I could turn back the hands of time
If I could, if I could
I would be ya perfect son
Instead of these tears in du'a

[Chorus]

Oh my friend
Can't take it anymore
The pain, the rain, the good times missin'
Help me sing
If only - we could be down
If only - we'd work it out now
If only - we'll be strong, we got's to keep on holdin' on

[Rapverse2 (Waqas)]

It wasn't love at first sight, not even the first night
Came later build on mutual respect insight
Ok we argue a lot yaaaaa told u I was leaving
So we say stupid things when we mad but we don't mean 'em
Come on how did u expect us to connect so fast
We knew zero about each other got hooked up by my mother
U was digging Bollywood while I was in to beats and rhymes
Before it all was about me
Now it's all about us
You see relationship's build on support and trust
And we had cracks in both
We came close to a divorce
Then he came in and things got better we thought
All though diapers for our baby's bootie we could barely afford
For now me and you we scrubbing floors together
But someday inshallah we gonna floss together
It's been a bumpy ride so far we'll face it together
No matter the weather
It's me you and ours forever

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Lenny)]

Si solo yo pudiera
Viajar en el tiempo
Si solo yo pudiera
Volver por un momento
Y sentarme junto a usted
Y hablar de hijo a padre
Sentarme junto a usted
De amigo a compadre
Le diria hay una cosa que no se debe de olvidar
La familia es lo primero, es elemental
Pero supongo que en este punto
Somos diferentes y como reprocharle
Si usted es el ausente
Y ahora que ya no esta de que sirve
No se quien tiene culpa pero una cosa quiero decirle
Mi madre me hizo hombre
Ella es fuerte y con orgullo
A ella le debo todo mi pasado mi futuro

[Translation]

If only I could
Travel back in time
If only I could
Go back for a moment
And sit down with you
And talk son to father
Sit down with you
Friend to companion
I would tell you there is a thing you shouldn't forget
The family is number one, is essential
But I guess that in this aspect
We're different and how can I reproach you
If you have always been absent
And now that you're gone it doesn't make a difference
I don't know who's fault it is
But one thing I want to tell you
My mom made me a man
She is strong and proud
To her do I owe everything
My past and my future

[Bridge]

Why why so quiet
Baby ya think by now
We'd knew any better

Why all this fightin'
Maybe we should talk
Instead of all this hidin'

[Chorus]

[Ending]

Nobody
Holdin' us down
No more
Oh no

De Creer En Ti (Jaci Velasquez)

Puede ser, que talvez
Manana el sol no vuelva a aparecer
Puede ser, que quizas
Lo que yo fui no puedan olvidar
Pero yo no perdere la fed ni dejare ...

De creer en ti, de creer en ti
De rodillas frente a ti voy a vivir
Yo se que jamas dejare de creer en ti

Puede ser, que el dolor
Un dia se convierta en amor
Puede ser, que al final
En ves de angustia todo sera paz
Cuando vensa el bien a la maldad quien dejara...

De creer en ti, de creer en ti
De rodillas frente a ti voy a vivir
Podras todo el dia acabar pero siempre, para siempre vivire por ti

Creere en ti, creere en ti
De rodillas frente a ti voy a vivir
Yo se que jamas dejare de creer en, oh, de creer en, de creer en ti...


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