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Escuchar **Carita JC **sonido rock-sally brow


Letras

Bruises (Skindred)

All I want to do is make the people rock
But then I heard them words
"I never trusted you lot
And why dont you go back to Africa?"
From you hear that sound theirs a vibe none stop
Round one I'll, tie you up in knots
You caught me with a right, is that all you got?
Let's make are way to the Parking lot
Coz I know one of us have got to drop

Winner loser mind confuser step in this ring
And you know you get bruises

People should know better It's not hard or It's not clever
Dem ah walk with a drunkyard's crew an dem ah look violence
Thought intoxication dem won't Fe start a confrontation?
But they ain't got got the sense or co-ordination
Who you looking at? For pray clowns be stalking
All liquid up, pay no mind just keep walking
Wrong move there in your face for a fight to
Explode with a right uppercut dynamite

He's had enough He ain't getting up
He's had enough He ain't geeting up

Winner loser mind confuses Jump in this ring
and you know you get bruises

Camp Fire Girl #62 (Guttermouth)

She's got the healing powers of medicinal marijuana
And she feeds herself the same ole crap she feeds to her iguana
And she won't go to the bar
God forbid that she drive
And she won't go to the bar
And of course she will protest the war

[Chorus:]
I get excited when I see her
You better pass me the saltpeter
Like a sailor on shore leave
Like a recent parolee
I want to date her but first bathe her
She always eating echinacea
On her feet are birkenstocks
I guess my head is filled with rocks

Most of her friends are never happy
That is unless they're bitchin
She looks down upon my comrades like they're carcinogen
She doesn't know what she's fighting for
Like a modern day conquistador
And of course she will protest the war
And even though she's an idiot

[Chorus]

She doesn't know what she's fighting for
Like a modern day conquistador
And of course she will protest the war
And even though she's an idiot
Even though she's an idiot

[Chorus]

I guess my head is filled with rocks rocks rocks

T-Shirt And Panties (Adina Howard Featuring Cam'Ron And Charlie Baltimore)

[Cam]
Uh, yeah
Adina
Cam

[Cam'Ron]
Yo, on the P to the R, R-O-N is the bomb
And when we at the bar, I'm gonna show you a star
The way I hop, the way I pop
Hold heat right too
Yo, what you think Adina, I'm
a Freak like you
And I'm gearin' TLC, I Creep like you
Leave them panties on ma, I'ma sleep right through
So pull 'em to the side, and pop the Dom
I'm ** wit' my boxers on

[Adina Howard]
Picture this I'm in my bed
Your body's hotSoakin' wet
Flowin' with the things I like to do
I'm open minded when it comes to freakin' you
Feelin' me
Wet as can be
Between my legs You're tastin' me
Boy you make it clear, you know my love will over flow
And you ain't got to worry about my clothes

Chorus
I got my T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties
Got my T-shirt and my panties on

[Adina Howard]
To your surprise
Uh, it's tight
Tighter loveYou get it right

Bridge
Nothing better (ooh)
Nothing more (mm-hmmm)
Can you feel me?
Baby why don't you just

[Adina Howard]
Take your time
Tonight you're mine
We're gonna turn it out
Hit it from behind
Boy you make it clear, you know my love will over flow
And you ain't got to worry about my clothes

Chorus
I got my T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties
Got my T-shirt and my panties on

Bridge 2
I'm feelin' kinda **y
Now that we are all alone(Now that we are all alone)
Baby can we do the nasty
In the privacy of my own home(Baby come a little closer)
So come a little closer
I am hugged all the time, it's gone
Because tonight is special
I got my T-shit and my panties on

[Charli Baltimore]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
You can come if you want to
I'll make you cum too Yo, you butt **, laid out when you come to
Yo, when it comes to **, none's better
Then a back-shot, head wop, Lex cop a setter rock
Bring ya girlfriend, yo, Chuck's the competetor
Anyone right, you can Demi Moore price
Yeah, let her come daddy
Have Gloria freak it
Cause C. B
'More is Victoria Secrets

Bridge 3
Open the door
Take it cause I'm all alone
Got my T-shirt and panties on
Come in before
So when you get home
Got my T-shirt and panties on
I got my T-shirt and panties on! <echo>

Big Mouth (Dance Hall Crashers)

Tell me about what you think today
What are you doing
What do you want to say
Tell me about what's been going on
Where have you been - thought you were gone
Tell me what you can't tell me about
I won't listen but I'll tell them all anyhow
Tell me what you really want me to say
I don't care - I'll ask anyway
What do you think about what they all did
Say something bad
What do you really want to admit
You can tell me I won't say a word
Trust me - I won't tell the world
Won't tell them what you did last night
Won't tell them why you started that really big fight
Or why you ran out that time
It's none of my business, but I'm gonna make it mine

You keep talking
And I'll keep listening
But really it's the same - it's the same old story

Tell me about how it all went wrong
Who do you blame
Who from your world is gone
You know I've been through it too
It's off the record I promise you
So tell me all of the private things
What's there to know
Tell me who gave you that ring
What about your private line
Won't give it out - at least not this time

You keep talking
And I'll keep listening
But really it's the same - it's the same old story

I don't care what you want me to say
You're gonna write
What you want to anyway
Why are you wasting time on me
Just write what you want me to be
Cause I don't care what you want me to say
It's the same old story
Who's gonna care anyway
Promise me you won't ask about
Being a girl in a rock world

I Fought The Law (Die Toten Hosen)

Breaking rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I needed money 'cause I had none sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I killed my baby and it feels so bad
I guess my race is run
She's the best girl that I've ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Robbing people with my six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I lost my girl and I lost my fun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I killed my baby and it feels so bad
I guess my race is run
She's the best girl that I've ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won...

The Ghetto Is A Struggle (TRU)




featuring Peaches

Chorus Peaches:
The ghetto is a struggle but we've gots to change our lives
We've got to change our lives Oh oh
The ghetto is a struggle but we've gots to change our lives
We've got to change our lives Oh oh

Master P:
I've done seen it all in the bricks
Somebody said he would never change
The homies killin' up each other
Shit I guess that is the dope game
And if you look like a thug, then that mean trouble
See my next door neighbor knockin' on the window
She wanna ???
And my water don't get hot, I got bleach in my holey socks
And my mom started stressin' us why I started sellin' rocks
And this street got my crazy
Momma said I can't lose my baby (Damn)
But see these niggas so shady (Ha Bro?)
** the world if they take me

Chorus

C-Murder:
The ghetto is a struggle to me
Who can I be?
Will it bring trouble to me?
Before I rest in peace I ask my auntie to look up in the sky and thank
Before she turn another trigger, take another drink
I know it's hard
Tryin' to survive and not die and stay alive
But who you really foolin'?
Cause we all live a lie
It ain't the same wishin' ya didn't have any
Didn't want it and take it
But if the situation right then It's your pockets I'm breakin'
I lost my conscious when I lost my big brother
Ask my mother, I'm never changin' my ways
Not even for The Source cover
I puts it down like that on this track
To give back to the hood
It's a struggle (It's a struggle)
It's all good (It's all good)

Chorus

Silkk the Shocker:
The ghetto is a struggle, so I gots to make a change
You know it's hard on the streets, but I've gots to maintain
Mom pullin' up on my sleeve tellin' me don't leave
I'm like, "I gots to do what I gots to do
because if I don't, I don't eat"
Grew up with the rats and the roaches
Tryin' to stay focused (Stay focused)
Tryin' to survive in this world but it's like I stay hopeless
The world is a ghetto and I can't escape that (Can't escape that)
Every time I try to prove 'em wrong y'all just prove 'em right
Shit and, I hate that
I know I've made some mistakes black
Deep in the ghetto tryin' to find the queen
Tryin' to avoid the hoodrat
We've go to make a change
And in fact, we should
Just because we in the ghetto
We should still dream see past the hood

Chorus (2X)

End Of The Time (Dilated Peoples)




Hook:
It all comes down to this it all comes down (x3)

A lot of match to insense I'm tense with every sentence
Dence is how my weed is I rock them ill Adidas
Yo my feet is in deep peep my twist lingustics
Loud like Steve Ripkith but most of y'all won't miss it
To some it comes slower others much faster
My rhymes stand out like calliped at the Masters
Ask the question "Yo let me step up"
I say you can't try us cause fools dying
Before they get the chance like Len Blias
Ride by us they walk well I be hidden in shade
More content then when rent is paid
And renitent like raider spraid
Oow yo first date is made for those who needed evidence
Becoming ill never defeating the purpose
But I propose my flows goes off the deep end
Living everyday of the week like a weekend
That's just my lifestyle I'll cut like a knife while
You'll dull like shine never mind it's the end of the time

Hook:
"It's the end of the time" -Group Home

While some crash the backboard I slash the blackboard
With permanet chalf I decode your thought
Thee eraser I will rip apart to make a marker
Flooded with more sheets now lines are darker
But who would of thought when nine years have past
The lines will contain the signs of the pat
And when my day finally comes at last
I resound taking out mad fools in the blast

Evidence will keep it on lyrics hi tech like tron
Visualize pictures drawn in neon
With suttle backdrops blackk for silouetts
Torn up cities that floundered nothing left
No fish in the streams no natural greens
Like a dream or a scene from 2014
But that's the next let my stay on the line
Evidence violated till the end of the time

Hook (x2)

I pick up vibes like God part of Quarty Hey
Through my brain sends my arms back signals of pain
I take you where I need to go from the scheme to the store
I travel when i flow we can do Mars like Joe
Then stroll back to Earth critique your transmission
You must renovate then innovate in a dimension
Not just of sound and sight but of mind like the twilight
Your rhymes are incomplete like a piece without the highlight
I be that artist painting pictures lyrically
In 3D to make that picture pop out spherically
When I rap I do laps like Tyco race tracks
So I bomb exact I sue my airial map
Poetic contractor design and build
Many intricate messages are messed with skill
Prescriptions are filled by traditional
Medicinal appressional rhymes
To break down before the end of the time

Hook (x2)

Outro:
Shit that's how we do it. Dilated Peoples just rule
"It's the end of the time" (x4)


God Wanna (Everlast)

I said God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

Come on, bounce, rock, skate
Tune in, drop out, de-motivate
Renegotiate for the proper rate
Somethin' to push weight, have to go up state
And **in' jailbait is statutory rape
And don't you never get your**caught on tape
This ain't New York, there ain't no escape
And Superman's just another pimp in a cape
And even if both your eyes come up snake
It's time to get wise, rise and cut the cake
It don't take much for the Earth to quake
So watch what you clutch when you on the tape
I'm trin to tell ya

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

I don't know where I'm going, I hardly know where I've been
The only thing I know for sure, the party's bout to begin, you got it
Thousand angels dancing, all on the head of a pin
Some people live in righteousness, and some people live in sin, you got it

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in
Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in, you got it

Yo I'm a pimp, I'm a thief, I'm a killer, I'm a dealer
I'm a Holy man preacher, I'm a teacher, I'm a healer
I'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a giver, I'm a taker
I'm a long time bonafide big money maker
I'm a winner, I'm a loser, I'm a begger, I'm a choser
I'm a thug, I'm a poser, I'm a chronic drug user
I've been rapping, I've been mixing, I'm fact and then I'm fiction
I'm a walkin' talkin' livin' breathin' contradiction
I'm working for my God but I'm playing with the devil
Don't act like you can see me cause I'm on another level
I'm a mic burner, not a trick turner
I'll act like Ike Turner, then I'll treat you like Tina

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna take my soul
Gotti got a broken heart, party's gotten out of control, you got it

The party's gotten out of control, y'all
The party's gotten out of control
The party's gotten out of control, y'all
The party's gotten out of control, you got it

Black Jesus (Kane & Abel)




featuring Master P Silkk the Shocker

(Master P)
Like 2Pac said only God can judge me
But I think only black Jesus can help me

Verse 1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes
To see this world so **ed up for me
And my family worked so hard but can earn a decent salary
these bills keep whooping a nigga**
Spent my whole check trying to dress with class
I found myself having to smoke weed just to chill
Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking rock
And who the hell can stop these **ed up cops
They like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got AIDS
You jumping in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave
White man build the prison and the niggas come through
Like the mother**ers giving out free barbeque
Lock a nigga up for life and say ** you
Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th grade
That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
Alot of people died for the right to vote
We don't use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it
On top of that I think my uncle on crack
My boy Quay Shaun took a slug in his back
>From another black now he in the coma trying to make it back
Come on come on
My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her
She probably ** another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me murderous like John Doe
Bitch**niggas trying to play me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round ** on a steel dick
Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
Know what I'm saying grown men don't cry
But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up
Allah, tell me why this world so **ed up
Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up for me
For me a nigga

Verse 2 (Abel)

They say that I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes
Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds
My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's
I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this double mint disease
See the devil in a crack pipe pointing at me
I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy ghost
But he really scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
I got them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist
Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit
Do you care if you live or die, really I don't know
But if there's hell below I think we all gonna go

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this hell
I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells
The ghetto's trying to kill me, a born loser
A born hustler my uncle's a drug user
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I say Kane & Abel
Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some food on my table

Verse 4 (Silkk)

You know what P your right
Cause Silkk was on the block like last night
Niggaz doing anything from selling drugs
to sell mugs smoking that glass pipe
I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they kids
Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last breath
Just imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open
I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU
There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool

Verse 5 (Master P)

As I lay me down to sleep
Black Jesus if you real, take me out this ghetto g
Cause its crazy its wicked
I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, ticket
They killing they murder
Little kids in 3 inch girdles
And life is just like Pac Man
Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the next man
To lose his shoes, I mean lose his life
Who gone think twice, dying in this ghetto life
Cause in the White House, politicians run the country
But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout drug money
Ice cream slanging
Niggas banging red and blue everybody's hanging
Niggas bout it, little kids get rowdy
But will I make it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & Abel talking)

I think the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me
I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul
He trying to temp me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus black jesus if you feel me
Than save me and my ghetto people

I Walk Away (Split Enz)

You came out of the world to me
My life parted like the red sea
We flowed easy between the rocks and stones
never seemed to stop us
The years ended in confusion
Don't ask me I don't know what happened
but I am a man with a mission
Must be the devil I don't know
Finally, marching to a different tune

It's hard to let go
Of all that we know
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regret
As I walk away from you

Reveal whatever you desire
To you it may be death defying
Your life, slave to ambition
Tension your permanent condition
So much you've always wanted
Too much giving you a sore head

Finally marching to a different tune (That's right)
As I walk away from you
As I walk away from you

It's hard to let go
Of all that we know,
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regret
As I walk away from you
--
It's hard to let go
Of all that we know
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regrets
As I walk away from you

Give it to me, give it to me, your inspiration
Give to recieve, find all we need
As I walk away from you.


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