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Letras

We're So Far Away (Mae)

Remembering, everything,
about my world and when you came.
Wondering, the change you’d bring,
means nothing else would be the same.
Did you know, what you were doing, did you know.
Did you know how you would move me well,
I don’t really think so.
but the night came down and swept us away.
and the stars they seemed,
to paint the most elaborate scene today.

How could we know, that so this show,
we learned so much about ourselves.
From Toledo, to Tokyo,
the words were scribed on every page,
and now there’s books up on our shelves.
Did you know; how you would move us, did you know.
When the lights, first came upon us,
and we, saw the everglow.
and the moments magic swept us away.
and the young mans dream, was almost seen to plain.

When was the night,
that showed us the sign.
Revealed in the sky, to leave all behind.
But where to begin? throw the caution, to the wind.
We’ll reach for the stars, everything is now ours.

Did you know, how you would move me, did you know.
Did you know how you would move me well,
I don’t even think so.
but the moments magic swept us away.
and it’s so close, but we’re so far away.
It’s so close, but we’re so far away.

Meat Cleaver (Twiztid)




featuring Insane Clown Posse

* the typist assumes best guess only on any Spanish pronounciations

"Yeah!
Let me know.(Whats that.)
Myzery.(Word up!)
Twiztid and the Insane Clown Posse.(Know what I'm sayin?)
Formin a fifty foot voltron on your ass.(Bitch Ass)
(See what Im sayin? Psychopathic style nigga!)
Your worst nightmares couldn't ** with this.(What you gonna do?)
Run that shit!"

[Jamie Maddrox]
Im runnin wit the pyschopathic.
Make a move and shit gets drastic.
Leave you motha **as in caskets.
Wrap your reynolds ?
Cause we psychoschmatic and schizophrenic lunatiks.
Holdin our balls ???? to my dick.
We real shit bitch.
Run and tell a friend twiztid end of the beginning because the beginning
of the end.
The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies.
You can see the hate in my eyes.
Its no surprise.

[Monoxide Child]
It aint shit, best believe that.
Suckas claimin they paid and cant handle the weed tacks.
I leave tracks like a needle you know me as the fifth beetle.
**ed up beyond ??
I hit toledo like a troop but what?
Leavin your conscience in a ?? but what?
** a smith and wesson ?knife? and grabbed it look at what?
And right before I shoot ya.
I snap your back like I was lex luger.
Chronic weed abuser.

[Jamie Maddrox]
As we capitilize and enterprise music scenes.
Money movtivated goal in a dream.
Like martin luther king.
Hesitators pause.
While we crack they jaws.
Swoopin over they town like super balls.
Woop! Woop!

[Monoxide Child]
Id ???? and its on like that.
Makin suckas spasm so hard they lungs collapse.
Twiztid's the sound, somethin that your worst nightmares couldnt ** wit.
Prepare to run bitch, cause I'm runnin wit a meat cleaver.

[Chorus 1x]
Runnin with a meat cleaver, go!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid.
Runnin with a meat cleaver, go!
?Boliqua? Myzery Para La Isla.
Runnin with a meat cleaver, go!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse.
Runnin with a meat cleaver, go!
Pyschopathic!

[Myzery]
Straight from the N.Y. ? Myzery ?red eye? invasion.
Da minority and jumpsteady plottin retaliation.
Sufficated dirty kats.
Player hated gats.
We pack in. Scullys and army jackets.
Handed out in pyschopathic.
I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk.
The word is downtown we dont front.
Spark the blunt, give them what they want.
Psycho thugs.
Known as slugs loco.
In laca vasa getaway rides insta basa.
?????????
My shit is jammed before you planned.
But he's wounded.
Bally move quick or ??? me
Bein chased down this dark alley.
Im on that**allready hollerin ??
Pull out my blade carved it in him like im masana.
Go back to the ride floor recorpses.
No remorses. Pyschopathic and Spanish Side we joinin forces.

[Chorus 1x]

[Violent J]
I smell garlic, my head hurts.
Cause my brain is cursed, by voodoo wizards.
My skin turns blue and I start to shake.
My tongue comes out like a snake. Pffffffff!

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Zoonga, Oonga, Whooleegoovoo.
That's why you hearin them voodoo flows.
You don't know what it meant till the next day you wack up.
With your dick in your homies butt.

[Violent J]
I might grabbed your face, twist your neck and then let it go.
BBBBBBBBllllllllllllll.
Then shaggy climbs up my back.
Then we attack, and hit ya.
Like a ten foot ninja.
I paint my face like a clown.
Other times I paint it like sting and come down.
The rafters up at the mall.
And throw old folks to the ropes.
And chop there throats.
Wooooooo!

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
But I aint no wrestler.
I'm a serial murderous killer molestor.
Nah, I'm just juggalin your balls a bit.
It's J who's into that shit.
Yeah ** you!(Violent J)
And if you wanna get lippy.(lippy)
I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy(HEHEHE).

[Violent J]
Bottem line is we twiztid like Sam Kinison's back.
After the car wreck.

[Chorus 1x]

Diemotha**adie! (Twiztid)




"Thats the shit.
Twiztid Twiztid givin them wigsplits.
Wigslpits wigsplits.
Twiztids givin wigsplits."

[Jamie Maddrox]
We cracked yo head in half.
Wasn't shit funny but we laughed.
Twiztid runnin this bitch for 9 dash.
A car crashin no equivlant.
We far from innocent.
Crossin the valley and we is ignorant.
Actin baligment on a daily.
When that somebody is somethin but I guess Im dead wrong.
All by myself.
** everyone else im in a hole.
And I cant breath my lungs swoll.
Bad dreams when Im sleepin.
Everybody constantly creepin.
Feelin so weak I cant see them.
My conscience keeps leavin me fallin in and out.
Wakin up in puddles of sweat and kottenmouth.
Them down south niggas dont know about this.
The niggas on the west side wait to piss.
Because these east side niggas keep talkin hardcore shit.
Enough to give the northside head, WE THE SHIT!
We legit like a motha **a.
Chillin with million dollar peoples.
Diggin up graves actin evil.
You lookin for the sequel.
More like somethin close to equal.
?You rappers dont even seek em?.
You bitches in toledo what?.

[Chorus 4x]
Die!
Die!
Die Motha **a
Die Motha **a
Die!

[Monoxide Child]
Smoke to many cigerettes and get high to much.
Dont work enough, shit is to rough.
I could give a ** less if the whole world blow up.
Or what gangsigns niggas throw up.
Im to fed up to keep my head up.
So I let it drag.
Cant afford a belt so my pants sag.
Everybody seems to be a fag or a **.
But what the ** happen.
Is what Im questionin.
The president is predjudice against you and me.
Takin half our money.
And he chillin tax free.
And if you ask me thats another smack in the face.
We need to burn the white house and piss in his face.
And every judge should do a twenty to life.
If they think they should take tell me that aint right.
And every cop should be beat like rodney king.
Nonstop from the summer till the turn of spring.
Shove a dounut in they mouth and a badge in they ass.
Because the pigs dont get no class.
They get they wigsplit.

[Chorus 4x]

[Monoxide Child]
Now like I was tellin bout peace.
** you and I hope you die.
In a casket where I lie.
And burn my body so I wont attract flies.
In my eyes a look a terror cold as ice.
So what if I slit my wrist once or twice.

[Jamie Maddrox]
Now I could split your wig with my aluminum bat.
Nor I could blow your eardrums with my braindead rap.
You could call it this or that.
But I sway to the other.
Word the monoxide child my brother.
No other to represent this.
After blessin, knowledge full twiztid education I got the lesson.
Bloody textbook.
Kill the next motha **a that look.
Always shakin never shook yet.
Get your wigsplit bitch and we out.
Get your wigsplit bitch and we out.
Get your wigsplit bitch and we out.
Tell these motha **as what we talkin bout!

[Chorus 4x]

World On Fire (Cut.Rate.Box)

Riding the wind in Toledo
I will follow the rising sun
With rage and in total control
I'm a hunter till my mission is done

I'm coming after you
I'll see the fear in your eyes
I'm coming after you
You better not look back
'Cause I'm on the attack

Tears of blood in my eyes
The world's set on fire
I will meet you without a defense
A desire to die
I will burn all your lies
And if you're safe
There will be suspense

Chasing the end of the rainbow
A search for the unholy lies
A face that you'll never forget
Your nightmare will cover your eyes

I'm hunting high and low
Every action is asking his price
Tears of blood in my eyes

Tears of blood in my eyes
The world's set on fire
I will meet you without a defense
A desire to die
I will burn all your lies
And if you're safe
There will be suspense

Had Me A Girl (Tom Waits)

Well I had me a girl in LA
I knew she couldn't stay
Had me a girl in San Diego
One day she just had to go
And I had me a girl Tallahassee
Boy what a foxy lassie

And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin' blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright

And I had me a girl in Mississippi
Oh she sure was kippy
Had me a girl in England
She done split for the mainland
And I had me a girl in New York
She up and pulled my cork

And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin' blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright

Then I had me a girl in North Dakota
She was just fillin' her quota
Then I had me a girl in Chula Vista
I was in love with her sister
Then I had me a girl in

And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin' blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright

Then I had me a girl in France
Just wanted to get in my pants
had me a girl in Toledo
Boy she sure was neato
Then I had me a girl in North Carolina
She's still on my mind

And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin' blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
But I'm feelin blue
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright
And my doctor says I'll be alright

HARRY BRIDGES (Rancid)

Bloody thursday was july 6th
the pigs killed 3 workers harry bridges grabbed the mic
The city shut down july 6th the workers outrage it was a general strike
The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true
3 uncompremising strikes was paved the way
Minn Sf and Toledo

Over and over again the doors are locked
and the windows are broken

Eddie worked for general motors and he swore
that he´d never lose his job again
A union man who owned his own home
in beautiful flint michigan

Eddie lost his job and eddie lost his wife
So eddie lost his self esteme
The last time i saw eddie
he was living in the trailer park again

Over and over again the doors are locked
and the windows are broken


I believe eddie for gave too much too soon
I got a letter from eddie and it was bad news

Over and over again the doors are locked
and the windows are broken

UNION BLOOD (Rancid)

Bloody thursday was july 6th
the pigs killed 3 workers
harry bridges grabbed the mic
The city shut down july 6th
the workers outrage it was a general strike
The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true
3 uncompremising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo

But on the situation
But on the street sometimes
You're gonna hit the cold concrete

Hellz Wind Staff (Wu-Tang Clan)




featuring Street Life (a.k.a. Street Thug)

(conversation continued from the end of Duck Seazon)

["The Wu-Tang Clan will rise again
There are many of us, working for the good of the Wu] Tang"

"Die!" *sounds of fighting are heard*

Verse One: Street Life

So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
like Kaity Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung
His father watched the horror as he swallowed his tongue
Another youth dead, before the age of twenty-one
Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O.
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son every day is like a rerun
So I reach out and try to teach one
But eighty-five percent uncivilized content
No tolerance so a lifetime is spent
behind a cage bent smoked out on a park bench
Killer instinct slave rap niggaz get lynched

*sounds of fighting*

Verse Two: Ghostface Killah

So yo break that nigga arm fast as a **
Tell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck
To all you slow footed penguins, duckin from these
hot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian's
Spraying cards ex-pionage, dodgeball square hard
Strip bars, no bras, wet leotards
and a mink in, next album blood on Seth Abram
Keep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpen
Discovery Channel, cats that book at Daniel
Coke blunts hot as a ** swatted bamboo
high school dropouts, baseheads get knocked the ** out
on the regular for robbin a good nigga house
Rough cut raw doses, the unexplainable
Hot rock lava, gringo throw the flows iglasa

*sounds of fighting*

Verse Three: Inspectah Deck

Ha ha ha ha, yo
What you know about this, specialist armed dangerous
Hit you close range with this madness
Unique design shine like a deep dish
The beat kick technique split all your weak shit
Yes, the rhythm, the Rebel
Alone in my level heat it up past the boiling point of metal
Living legend, veteran known to set trend
Lethal weapon, step through your section
with the Force like Luke Skywalker
Rhyme author, orchestrate mind torture
Live performer, bit the mic sayanora
Borderline to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order
I got my sword cross your throat you joke

Verse Four: Method Man

We on the run with the golden guns, get you none
when it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
commence when I throw these darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody your matress
Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm goin in
Shootin bullets at the top ten, rhyme concoction
blend like a million
All these niggaz want cheese, is we mice or men, word up
We can go platinum but then, still can't get no satisfaction
Once again, back on the block crumb snatchin
Blowin backs in cold
Blunted non-assassin, time for action, Johnny Unidas
Handle that like arthritis
Still, hold a golden touch like King Midas

*swords clash*

Verse Five: RZA

Drown in problems the Heineken's imported from Holland
Gettin boosted off a killer bee pollen, stone columns
get trapped by drum tracks mac loud as gun claps
Pen'll grab the death of a thousand dumb tacks
The Wu Sensai fold, it beez the Wind Ninja scroll
Soul edged blade controls your inner pole
The thick loop, fruit from the forbidden tree root
I stay secluded in the Chamber trainin new recruits
with Fatal Guillotine, the black hooded team what it means
when bullets scream from the hot glock like rock from a sling
("Sometimes...") Pushed through like George Bush Operation Whoops
Shots get popped on the block cause them blood to gush
From digital to analog, the Wu-Wear camoflogue
The entourage squad we stompin through Zanzibar
like herds of cattle, RZA plays the wall like a shadow
Connect the Book of Shaolin like the brothers I know Now Rule

Verse Six: Raekwon the Chef

Stash the cream though, Iceatollah ice style gleama
Lex graffiti name reamer, hold em we rollin
askin me though, raps is hotter than, hot tamales in Toledo
Pussy that shit she passin off to me though
We wax Ajax niggaz with a axe, Maxamill
You could crash a meal, got you back steel
scold em and fold em like the thousand dollar bills
sit back eyein y'all niggaz out
Fakes that delegate we spittin fire out
Verb burgular, design the Wally shoe store reserve
a jet status, guidin these vert up on my matress
Watch me mack this, Ralph Lauren goose inside a fashion
Yo, these hands is flooded and they mad quick
Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane name
Stylin rich, RZA made the waves in one chain
Feelin mics like, wheelin a bike, slide like
step on his Klondike, get your dart right
We movin on it like, wind breaker niggaz get they face broke
Jury get snatched, magazine right on the low, ** y'all cats

("Sometimes...")
*sounds of fighting*

"May you rot in hell!"
"Ahahahahah, ahahahahaha, ahahahahaha!"

Son Of A Travelin' Man (Ed Ames)

(Guitar riff)

Ba da da.....ba da da
Ba da da.....ba da da da

Well, I`m the son of a traveling man
And though I`m partially s**in'
Railroad whistles and freighter horns
Turn me on, and I'm packing

Seattle, Savannah
Orlando or anywhere
Chicago, St. Louis
Sheboygan, I`m going there

Though I know that I love you
And the feeling's so good
If you love me too
I'm warning you

Don't count em forever
We can have a ball together
But if fun time??? come admitten' comes a feeling
I`ll be splitting

Tacoma, Pomona
Don`t know where
I`m heading for
There`s one thing I`m sure of
Just as soon as I get there, baby
I`ll be feeling like
Traveling on once more

Baby, now that you understand
Well, there`s no reason for sorrow
You know, I`m the son of a travelin' man
Here today, gone tomorrow

From Boston to Charleston
Wherever the four winds blow
I`m restless, I`m ready
There`s a rainbow for me to follow
Anywhere that it leads me
I must go!

Milwaukee, Muskegon
Miami, the heart is there
Atlanta, New Orleans
Columbus or anywhere

Biloxi or Philly
Toledo I'm going there
(Fade)

Lucille (Kenny Rogers)

In a bar in Toledo across from the depot on a
bar stool she took off her ring
I thought i'd get closer so I walked on over I
sat down and asked her name
When the drinks finally hit her she said I'm no
quitter but I finally quit livin on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after I'm
after what-ever the other life brings

In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him I
thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman who sat there be-side me he
had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused he looked like a
mountain for a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking his big heart was
breaking he turned to the woman and said

You picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille
with four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times but
this time your hurting won't heal
you picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille.

After he left us I ordered more whisky I thought how she'd
made him look small
From the lights of the bar room to a rented ho-tel room we
walked without talking at all
She was a beauty but when she came to me she
must have thought I'd lost my mind
I could'nt hold her 'cos the words that told her kept
coming back time after time

Chorus


Video


Zamba de Franco Barrionuevo interpretada por Marcelo Toledo.




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