Escuchar Sandy Caldera. Musica Catolica Carismatica 19
Letras
Pretty Good Year (Tori Amos)
Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don't want to be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman
Bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Hold onto nothing as fast as you can
Well still pretty good year
Maybe a bright sandy beach
Is gonna bring you back
Maybe not so now you're off
You're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about America
Pretty good year
Some things are melting now
Well what's it gonna take till my baby's alright
And Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in
Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed
Well still pretty good year
Troublesome 96 (2Pac)
Troublesome nigga
(chorus plays in background)
Troublesome 19-mutha**in-96 (westside)
Let it be known nigga
Boss of all bosses, Makaveli
Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon
making niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections
can you picture my specific plan
to be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are planned
scams are plotted over grams and rocks
when undercover agents die by the random shots
we all die in the end, so the feds we swore
I was all about my ends, ** friends and foes
me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata
got me a dog get nigga Mobb bitch nigga eata
what could they do to me that little brat
shit them niggas shot me and still terrified, I'll get their ass
how can I show you how I feel inside
we outlawz mother**as can't kill my pride
niggas talk a lot of shit but that's after im gone
cause they fear me in physical form let it be known
I'm troublesome
(chorus)
tra la la la la la all ya niggas die(several times)
trouble shit
gutter ways my mentality is ghetto
we're guerillas in this criminal war, we all rebels
death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do
we came for murder, pullin' up in a herse
westside was the war cry bustin' all freely screaming **
all ya'll niggas in Swahili
pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' back
release me to care of my heartless strap
say my name three times like Candyman
bet I roll on your**like an avalance
a soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bys
burned my folks, can't control my nine
hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' please
busta**mother**as tried to flee
picture me lettin this chump survive
redin' up on his**when I'm doped and died
cause I'm troublesome
(chorus)
murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my last rhyme
the crime rate ain't decline
niggas bustin' shots like they lost their mind
like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind
tell me young nigga never learned a thang
dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
sniffed a lot of flowers, but how can I cry
try to warn the little nigga either stop or die
mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream
afraid to sleep in havin' of crazy dreams
vivid pictures of my enemies and family times
God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die
need to take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep
did the best I could, raised in insanity
or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life
ain't nothing worse than this cursed**hopeless life
cause I'm troublesome
Julianna Sang (Angry Amputees)
Hey Girl
It's a pity that you went this way
So full of doubt and the chemicals they filled you with
You sacrificed with the vices that preyed on your trust
And who was with you when the bottom fell?
It was not for her... Julianna Sang
Now she'll trade it in
Time to turn off the lights
Were you desperate darling
When you smiled and said goodbye?
It could'a been so different if you just held on
But who am I to say that you were wrong
It only seems that at 19, it wasn't your time
But no warning lable spelt suicide.
~It was not for her, but her mind was made, blazing chariots, Julianna Sang~
It's no secret, you're not to blame, alone.
For what it matters, you're not to blame, alone.
When you're sick and tired of being fed up....
Goodbye World!
Better Together (Ari's Theme) (Ari)
Come let's go, down to the seashore,
Waves roll in, waves rolling out
Take my hands, jump in the water
Flip your fins & splash all about!
Blue ocean, lots of sunny skies
You see, it's sorta funny, I-
Feel like, kinda dream-like
White foam, the sailing boats go by
Imagine you & I-
Are making wishes
With fishes
Right underneath the coral reef, there's a way
Right underneath the ocean's world, we're gonna stay
We're better together
Like birds of a feather
Whateva the weather
Or what kind of day
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Than one anyway
We're better together
We're lucky wherever
It's always good weather
As long as we stay
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Together is how we will stay!
We swim like underwater kites
Surf's up into the morning light
Dancing
And romancing
Glide along the ocean's sandy floor
Fin to fin, we're friends forevermore
Undersea world
You & me, world
Sailing right thru the salty air is what I wanna do
All of my wishes & dreams are gonna come true
We're better together
Like birds of a feather
Whateva the weather
Or what kind of day
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Than one anyway
We're better together
We're lucky wherever
It's always good weather
As long as we stay
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Together is how we will stay!
Come let's go, down to the seashore,
Waves roll in, waves rolling out
Take my hands, jump in the water
Flip your fins & splash all about!
We're better together
Like birds of a feather
Whateva the weather
Or what kind of day
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Than one anyway
We're better together
We're happy wherever
It's always good weather
As long as we stay
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Together is how we will stay!
We're better together
Like birds of a feather
Whateva the weather
Or what kind of day
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Than one anyway
We're better together
We're happy whenever
It's always good weather
As long as we stay
Together forever
We never say never
'Cuz two is much better
Together is how we will stay!
Sonidos De Mi Barrio (The Casualties)
En Las Calles!
Sonidos de mis calles - sonidos de mi barrio
Somos pobres, pero malos
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Ropas Sucias y con Huecos
Guitarras de mis calles - Guitarras de mi barrio
Mi Musica Es Pasion
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Yo Grito esta cancion
Guitarras de Odio - Ruido
Botas Sucias - Trabajo
Botellas Vacias - Soñando
Sonidos De Mi Barrio!!!
Sonidos de mis calles - sonidos de mi barrio
no hay trabajo
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Pobretes Se Han Parado
Guitarras de mis calles - Guitarras de mi barrio
Sacame de esta prison
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Yo Grito esta cancion
Guitarras de Odio - Ruido
Botas Sucias - Trabajo
Botellas Vacias - Soñando
Sonidos De Mi Barrio!!!
Esta es la vos de nuestras calles
la que no ves en la television
Este es el ruido de la clase trabajadora
la que no lees en los periodicos
Sonidos de mis calles - sonidos de mi barrio
Ladrones y Policia
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Destruyendo mi Barrio
Guitarras de mis calles - Guitarras de mi barrio
Quiero Irme de aqui
Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio
Grito esta cancion
Mierda el sistema
Mierda los ricos
Mierda La Policia
Y si no te gusta Mierda vos
We Want Some Answers (Pastor Troy)
You know what's funny
When the shit that makes you laugh, makes you cry
Hell I'm 'bout ready to cry now
Thinking 'bout my cousin Brandon
And how we used to clown
And then I hear them two shots
And seen him hit the ground
I think about Chuck a rapper soon to be a legend
And then I see him lying there bleeding and begging
Now every second is divided up
At .5 I think of Brandon .5 of Chuck
And it's **ed up 'cause, chuck died on my birthday
I'm celebrating 19 in the worse way
All I can say is that it's been about a year now
365 days of asking how, and still no answers
[Chorus]
We want some answers (*repeat 8X*)
I done had to cry so much that it's funny now
Dropping tears think its water balloons asking how
Could this be me, I couldn't see that better way
I'm just another black product of where I stay
Living hell, everybody I know sells or at least tried
To buy the plastic for black mail, see how they lied
I'm denied for everything, I quite applying
I can't even hear the birds sing, my partner's crying
I often see my brother lying, up in his bunk
Writing letters from jail telling me to keep it crunk
Label a drunk to my thirst quencher, a case of Bud
Got me looking at the bottle backward, letter switcher
No matter I'ma continue my journey, where was I headed
A challenge boy every second, damn I regret it
More regular than unleaded
Irregular mother, the baby and the child's father
Must be that each other, another child like most
Ain't no love, 'cause from the east to the West Coast
Baby thugs, they selling drugs ** a pacifier
So why the ** should I be scared of eternal fire
I want some mother** answers
[Chorus]
Back Home (Pepper)
Memories and old cds of living easy,
Three oclock bus stop; regards my elementary,
I recall my sandy feet inside my car,
Low tide, old airport had blessed me with my
Favorite scar.
Why does every simple thing seem to complicate me?
Running back and forth so I can be....
Back home, Back home, Back home, Back home
Bob and Pac with billie stuffed inside my luggage,
Im a foreign man who doesnt speak the language.
Words and sketches, notes on napkins underlined;
In the lab still underneath L.A. and Im asking why....
Why does every simple thing seem to complicate me?
Running back and forth so I can be....
Back home, Back home, Back home, Back home
Grab my notebook, spill it on to 2 tape,
And hit the 101, cuz weve just begun;
To make your system shake, and
Perfect paragraphs in this letter,
Explaining what I remember;
House parties, green bottles and my friends
Why does every simple thing seem to complicate me?
Running back and forth so I can be....
Back home, Back home, Back home, Back home
Back home, Back home, Back home, Back home!
Give It Up (Pepper)
verse 1: Its been a while since I've seen your face, got to say that I'm happy to see you come around my place. Now I think we've talked about it and I think I know what's coming up next, lets put our minds away and let our hormones do the rest. Does it seem obscene, does it seem like a bad thing. Well if it is I'm sorry miss, but you know I'm just 19. So don't be afraid when my pants start to leak, you know damn well I'm in my **ual peak.
chorus: Why don't you have some dirty hot ** with me. It aint like I'm askin ya to give it up for free. We can start it right now baby get on you knees, don't make me beg again girl I just said please.
verse 2: Now when you look down don't be misled. I found my lifes purpose and its getting up stairs into your bed. Well theres the phone girl go right on ahead. I'm sure youd rather be with your stupid boyfriend instead.
SHORT SKIT
bridge: Why you gotta sleep with my dad?
CHORUS
chorus 2: Baby get on your knees oh yeah....I'm beggin you darlin please. oh yeah oh yeah please...please...please me.....
Soldado (Juan Luis Guerra)
Soldado
(Juan Luis Guerra)
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
Uey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
soldado de Cristo
muy bien armado
y protegido
traigo mi espada
de doble filo
pues su palabra
llevo conmigo
y soy un soldado
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
lucho en ciudades
contra tinieblas
y potestades
soy un soldado
de testimonio
odio serpientes
y ato demonios
en el nombre de Cristo, soy
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...
Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
hombre de milicia
con la coraza
de su justicia
soy un soldado
soy un ungido
rompo ataduras
del enemigo
en el nombre de Cristo, soy
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...
[Improv.]
Soy soldado
soy un soldado
soy soldado
tú eres soldado
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
ya lo ves
soy soldado
muy bien armado
soy soldado
y protegido
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
Otra vez...
Soy soldado
traigo mi espada
soy soldado
de doble filo
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
pero te digo que yo
soy soldado
su palabra
soy soldado
traigo conmigo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
(Lucas 10:19 ... Juan 3:16 ... Efesios 6:12)
Coge bien tu espada
(Amén)
la victoria es nuestra
da un grito de guerra
un grito de guerra [bis]
Soy un soldado, oh...
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
muy bien armado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y protegido
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
ya lo ves
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
Danny Says (Less Than Jake)
Danny says,
That he got caught up,
In all the talk of
How it used to be.
And He says,
I never used to mind
That same way of life,
Its just you and me.
Danny says,
That he's so boring now,
Since he figured out,
That back in the day
Really says,
How I remember this,
And don't give a shit,
About what you have to say.
He's only 19,
Burnt out on the scene, yea.
He's only 19.
Danny says,
That he got caught up,
In all the talk of
How it used to be.
And He says,
I never used to mind
That same way of life,
Its just you and me.
Danny says,
That he's so boring now,
Since he figured out,
That back in the day
Really says,
How I remember this,
And don't give a shit,
About what you have to say.
He's only 19,
Burnt out on the scene, yea.
He's only 19.
He's only 19,
Burnt out on the scene, yea.
He's just getting by,
On the memories.
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