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Wednesday, 18 October 2017
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Escuchar MELODIA DESENCADENADA ( GHOST)


Letras

Cellophane (Amanda Ghost)

Nobody moves me
I've been through this life with no place that I can call my own
Thinking above me
I never seem to find anybody that can feel like home
And I try and I try and I try.

Funny how it feels when there's nothing to say.
Trapped with my ideals I can't contain
I'm wrapped in cellophane.

Nobody told me obsessive needs were always following me around
And you can't ignore me.
Look at my face and then tell me my place in town
And he's in and she's in and he's in and she's in

Funny how it feels when there's nothing to say.
Trapped with my ideals I can't contain
I'm wrapped in cellophane.

And I try and I try and he's in and she's in and he's in and she's in.

Idol (Amanda Ghost)

I can see it, I can feel it
Rushing in my veins
I don't like it, I don't hide it
See it in my face
But I....don't want, to wait...
For I....have lost, my faith....
Where can I find myself an idol
Somebody that I can look up to
Be big enough to hold me close in their minds
And never let me down
And all these stupid conversations
That always seem to lead nowhere
They're going round and round and round in my head
And they'll be back again, they're coming back again
Its not fair, I still care now
Were always alone
Honesty and modesty will never find my home
But I... will never say....
When I ....have lost my way.....
Why can't I find myself an idol
Somebody that I can look up to
Be big enough to hold me close in their minds
And never let me down
And all these stupid conversations
That always seem to lead to nowhere
They're going round and round and round in my head
And they'll be back again, they're coming back again
Can't take it, can't take (don't throw it away)
Can't take it, can't take it, their coming back again
Can't take it, can't take it (don't throw it away away away)
(Don't throw it away)
Can't take it, can't take it (don't throw it away away away away)

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

Bottle Of The Ghost Of Time (Tobin Sprout)

Good and evil dance above us
I wander through your maze
Got caught up in the fullness
Of unravelings
Of a day

I wandered through your red house
And carried on tonight
And when your darkness follows
Into day
Out of light

Bottle of the ghost of time
Bottle of the bottle can be bitter brine
Anyone's best just tasting good
But it should
Here comes the toast of time
Anyone's cross it came to find
It just gets caught
So do another time

Heart Of The Rainbow (Freedom Call)

Somewhere in desert land
The valley of the graves
All you have to find there is
The gate within the cave

The garden of your darkest fears
A place of no return
You're bound to face your destiny
Fires of hope still burn

Arise - God can't you hear my cry
I'm alive - calling your mighty name
Save me from sadness

Whispers in the moonlight
I can hear their shadows crawl
Rising up from down below
The ghosts of Phantakor
Creatures of the underworld
They try to catch my soul
And try to seal my fate

A flight to the heart of the rainbow
I'm searching the eyes of the world
Deep in the land of the shadows
I'm awaiting the end of the game

The lord of Darkness is trying to poison my mind

Believe in your heart and you will see
It's not the place to die
Don't hestitate, no time to wait
The days are passing by

Arise - God can't you hear my cry
I' m alive - calling your mighty name
I'm reaching for glory

Still I Rise (2Pac Featuring Outlaw Immortals)

Dear Lord
As we down here, struggle for as long as we know
In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J)
Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to be the only place to go
The only place for us
I know, try to make the best of bad situations
Seems to be my life's story
Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain
And can't nobody live this life for me
It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride

[2Pac]
Somebody break me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semen
Swimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screamin
on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
From a single drop, this is what they got
Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser
Only plan he had for momma was to f**k her and abuse her
Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me
Stranded on welfare, another broken family
Now what was I to be, a product of this heated pa*sion
Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of a*s
Look how it began, nobody gave a f**k about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus
will a ni**a live or die, cause the Lord can't see us
in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine
No sunny days and we only play sometimes
When everybody's sleepin
I open my window jump to the streets and get to creepin
I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm gone
I'm only 19, I'm tryin to hustle on my own
on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang rocks
I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops
Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawn
You can buy rocks glocks or a herringbone
You can ask my man Ishmael Reed
Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind
Meet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pa*s the weed ni**a
That Hennessey'll keep me keyed ni**a
Everywhere I go ni**az holla at me, "Keep it real G"
And my reply til they kill me
Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did
The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise

[Ta'He]
Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)
Please give me to the sky (the sky)
And if (and if) I die (I die)
I don't want you to cry

[Hussein Fatal]
I stay sharp as always
Runnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
Dumpin crews like two's, ni**a all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse
But now my dreams it seeems though, be placin triple beams and things bro
Diamond pinkie ring got the loot poppin out my jeans

[Outlawz]
Now I plan to keep my glock cocked
If trouble was searchin for me then why not?
Show em what I'm made of plus raised on, on my block
Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatchin bags
We out for power, makin cash it wasn't fast it'll make me mad
I'm just like, pimpin
My homey on the corner with his gat tucked, in
Youngest they buckin somethin the life he leads
the life he don't need, don't we all know
He tryin to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise

[Outlawz]
Dreams of lost hope
I hit the strip broke where the fiends get coke
and still I rise now I float cowards ghost
Whenever we come around, I'm runnin down
clutchin a pound, live as sirens, duckin the sound
I used to hustle with my moms til the sun came
My homey Harm doin time from this drug game
Stolen cars, war scars, born a Outlaw
Behind bars, go to sleep just to see the stars
Freedom is ours, though we trapped on a firm block
Crackheads only ten learn to duck cops

[Khadafi]
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, pa*sion for blastin bastards
No faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards
Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew be boppin more greens than topic
and loot to keep the seams in my motherf**kin jeans poppin
Leavin ya spleen to pick up
Half of you ni**az is softer than a Snicker
Let's go to war and see who draw quicker
and still I rise, and still I rise...

[Ta'He]
Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)
Please give me to the sky (the sky)
And if (and if) I die (I die)
I don't want you to cry

Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)
Please give me to the sky (the sky)
And if (and if) I die (I die)
I don't want you to cry

[some little kid]
Y'all ni**az fake
All day everyday
So now I got roller blades, bi**h
Thought you knew
Your mouth is rich
C'mon pops, let's go..

Tom Traubert's Blues (Four Sheets To The Wind In Copenhagen) (Tom Waits)

Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
Got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you?
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And tired of all these soldiers here
No one speaks English and everything's broken
And my Stacys are soaking wet
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the strip-tease shows
Go, waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

No, I don't want your sympathy
The fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow
Go, waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Mathilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me

And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers
The night watchman flame keepers and goodnight, Mathilda too

Dreamsleep (Collide)

shivers run down my spine like the hunted
perfect and true
only you borrow what you hope for
only you borrow

i recognize that you might have
don't believe that it's true
and there's a fire tonight
don't believe what you do

in an instant distant sorrow
like there's no tomorrow
and what you leave out
what you leave out in here
leave out might hold on like a vacuum
touching something under your skin

i recognize that you might have
don't believe that it's true
and there's a fire tonight
don't believe what you do

do you dream your dreams in colour
do you dream until it's over
do you dream your dreams in colour
closer closer to me
closer closer in dreams
path you lead you said you'd follow
breaking through what seems hollow
when you dream you dream in colour
it will be finer there
path you lead you said you'd follow
breaking through what seems hollow
when you dream you dream in colour
it will be finer there
path you lead you said you'd follow
when you dream you dream in colour
in dreams

The Ancient Plague (Kreator)

Silent places after rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames

Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath

As the last sad existence enters the grave
Battle torn the angels cry with not a soul to save
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague

Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath

Purify the earth from all it's worms
Dissolving into the void through the thunder and the storms
Let us close out eyes and dream of the plague

Patriots and Warfare
Demonstrating arrogance
Superior armys waiting for their final call to arms
Winds of mayhem choirs for the final pestilence
A gospel rapture battlecry of barbarians

Death to all the empires
Death to lifelong wars
Death to bitter sons of the antichrist
Death to the World

Silent places after the rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames

And I saw millions of souls
Preparing for the last incarnation
No more earthly pleasures no more life's temptation
And the ghosts of long forgotten sociates
Cast out wicked dreams from the heart of the lost
The future is drowning in the ashes of the past
And through the toxic stench of human tragedy
A savious apears in a red mask in front of me
AND SATAN IS HIS NAME!!!

Misery Dance (Martyr AD)

I won't be saved
Say a prayer for me
Because I ** need one
Ghosts sent to torment me
Bleeding me every ** night
I can taste my private hell
Grinning as it envelops me
I was born with a mark on my head
I will die with the heart of the damned
If I could just
Play dead forever
Maybe I could make sense of this
I'am slowing down, I'am giving up
This surreality is ** choking me
If this is my life, I've had enough
This black reality
Is a sad excuse for life
Another night brings home
Another ** rain
So say another prayer for me
But I won't be saved
Breathing an air of disgust
Cut from the cloth of disgrace
Watching this misery dance
Along the lines in my face
Say a prayer for me
But I won't be saved
Watching misery dance along my face


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