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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

Destined To Die (Necro)

[Necro]

This is a Captain Carnage and Necrophiliac duet of death!
It's the Witchcraft Killer!!!

[Captain Carnage]

Fillin my **in bed with skulls
Choppin up bodies until my blade dulls
I don't give a ** about the people dyin
Try to take mines and on your **in back, you'll be lyin
Then, like a corpse in a dead morgue
I find your **in body in Prostate Park, bitch
I'll have you **in hangin like a **in killa on a meathook
Then your **in flesh is getting cooked
Roastin, I chop up **in poor man is toasted
I suggest that you dont **in piss me off
Now cunt, my **in hollow tips ain't soft
I rip up your rectum, blow out your back
When I body attack, I'm a **in maniac
I don't know who the **in I am, or where the ** I'm goin
Cause another dead body is what I'm persuin
So I continue to laugh
Knowin any given moment, I could join a bloodbath

[Chorus 2x (Necro and Captain Carnage)]

Destined to die kid! (Destined to die)
Mother**ers are just destined to die!!

[Captain Carnage]

Again I bloody and shush
When I flush and you mush
Down a toilet
I wipe my **in "Green Soylent"
Throw down a log, then I make sure you die
There's no escapin New York, even if you **in try
I stick my **in pick, my jagged blade always slices
Get too close, and I kill you with my **in knife, kid
I chop a ** gorilla up, then I poach her
When I reimpulse ya, they **in won't know ya
A leg here, an organ over there
Your **in body parts scattered every **in where
So demented, I convict them consequently
Kid, I beat the mother**in bitch that I tormented
In my dungeon, I'll be **in plungin
All types of cunts that this dude's **in life functions
I cut and you wind up in my backyard
It's gore, wives should get their **in legs cut
Violators get smeared with tar and feathers
Bitches get slapped up a different type of lettuce
I'm **in stingy, I'll be quick to rip the last piece of flesh
I'm lookin forward to seein your death

[Chorus]

[Captain Carnage]

What the ** you lookin at you stupid ugly motha**a
I shoot you like a dog in a heartbeat, then rape
I **in eat your brains for lunch
Your bones go crunch, as I **in much your corpse
Cause you wenches though somethin proper but until you stepped up
Kid you get swept up
Like a dolla, if you **in try to holla
I'll be leavin you wit a bloody **in colla
Motha**a, I never swallow my pride
I'd rather see you die, than let a motha**a slide
Motha**s get dissed and clowned
Try to get loud, I'll leave you dead with a **in cloud
I make abortions
I got a **in full clip
And my silencer
Makes it more violenter
So motha**a, don't ** wit me
Cause I'll, be ready to unload my gat until it's empty
I never break a motha**a at his party
I'd rather see him harder than a motha**in bloody gauntlet
And after all the **in smoke clears
I'll be on my way to buy a couple of beers
And if your black, you get knocked quick by beastly mallet
I chop up poor punks like salad
I come equipped with the proper utensils
Stab at a bitch and then until their bloody blood spills
Cause I'm too paranoid to avoid
I massacre, you'll be one dead **in passenger
And this is a message from Captain Carnage, black
And I'm **in out like **in "Kojak"

[Chorus]

[Necro]

My crew mad, we'll kill a cocksuckin fag, don't mean to brag
But I'll leave you bloodier than a bitches rag
Necro slaughters niggas in my gory quarters
I drink the blood from my orders
I **that bitch Crystal Waters
No survivors, you'll slide and sink in **in saliva
I killed Arnold Shwarzanegger then raped Maria Shleyever
I stick swords in the abdomens of my landlord
Leavin him crippled by cast that got shot in his spinal chord
Hoistin your **in head when you get your**plugged
Electrocute his death when I dropped the radio in the bathtub
You won't persue your motha**in nerves
When dinner's served, I'll be eatin **in human hors deuvors
I got vaginal fluid on my knife
I'm out like the last nut Bobbitt will ever bust to **his wife

[Chorus]

[Captain Carnage]

Necrophliac is destined to ** a corpse

[Necro]

Captain Carnage is destined to murda

[Captain Carnage]

Du Riz is destined to hustle

[Necro]

J.E.Z is destined to mug

[Captain Carnage]

Gore too, is destined to mug. Die!!!

Historia De Las Sillas (Silvio Rodríguez)

En el borde del camino hay una silla
la rapiña merodea aquel lugar.
La casaca del amigo esta tendida
el amigo no se sienta a descansar.
Sus zapatos de gastados son espejos
que le queman la garganta con el sol
y a través de su cansancio pasa un viejo
que le seca con la sombra el sudor.

En la punta del amor viaja el amigo
en la punta más aguda que hay que ver.
Esa punta que lo mismo cava en tierra
que en las ruinas, que en un rastro de mujer.
Es por eso que es soldado y es amante
es por eso que es madera y es metal
es por eso que lo mismo siembra rosas
que razones de bandera y arsenal.

El que tenga una canción tendrá tormenta
el que tenga compañía, soledad.
El que siga un buen camino tendrá sillas
peligrosas que lo inviten a parar.
Pero vale la canción buena tormenta
y la compañía vale soledad
siempre vale la agonía de la prisa
aunque se llene de sillas la verdad.

Días Y Flores (Silvio Rodríguez)

Si me levanto temprano,
fresco y curado,
claro y feliz,
y te digo: «voy al bosque
para aliviarme de ti»,
sabe que dentro tengo un tesoro
que me llega a la raíz.

Si luego vuelvo cargado
con muchas flores
(mucho color)
y te las pongo en la risa,
en la ternura, en la voz,
es que he mojado en flor mi camisa
para teñir su sudor.

Pero si un día me demoro, no te impacientes,
yo volveré más tarde.
Será que a la más profunda alegría
me habrá seguido la rabia ese día,
la rabia simple del hombre silvestre,
la rabia bomba, la rabia de muerte,
la rabia imperio asesino de niños,
la rabia se me ha podrido el cariño,
la rabia madre por dios tengo frío,
la rabia es mío, eso es mío, sólo mío,
la rabia bebo pero no me mojo,
la rabia miedo a perder el manojo,
la rabia hijo zapato de tierra,
la rabia dame o te hago la guerra,
la rabia todo tiene su momento,
la rabia el grito se lo lleva el viento,
la rabia el oro sobre la conciencia,
la rabia —coño— paciencia, paciencia.

La rabia es mi vocación.

Si hay días que vuelvo cansado,
sucio de tiempo,
sin para amor,
es que regreso del mundo,
no del bosque, no del sol.
En esos días,
compañera ponte alma nueva
para mi más bella flor.

Dedicado a mi hermana

Rien De Nouveau (Francis Cabrel)

Elle passe
Sans le regarder, elle passe
Lui ça lui glace le dos
Elle est exactement tout ce qu'il lui faut...
Il lui faut

Elle laisse
Sans même y penser, elle laisse
Traîner comme un lasso
Quelques parfums où il vient se prendre aussitôt
Aussitôt

Il bloque
Les yeux comme des hublots
Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

Il fonce
Il part droit sur elle, il fonce
Comme un lanceur de marteau
Après il jongle avec des cercles et des flambeaux
Des flambeaux

Il parle
Jusqu'à l'asphyxier
Il parle comme Gable à Garbo
Il prend des poses
Comme les danseurs de tango... de tango

Il bloque
Les yeux comme des hublots
En fait... en fait il en fait trop !

Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
Un de nos grands-parents faisait
Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

Et lui il reste
Il reste comme collé au carreau
Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau

Les yeux comme des hublots
Et le cœur au-delà du tempo

Y a soixante-cinq millions d'années
Par un soleil comme aujourd'hui
Un de nos grands-parents faisait
Le beau pour sa nouvelle amie

Il reste
Il reste comme collé au carreau
Il dit qu'il l'aime en somme
Et c'est rien de nouveau... rien de nouveau

RUNNIN' DOWN A DREAM (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
The trees went by, me and Del were singin'
Little Runaway, I was flyin'

Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream

I felt so good, like anything was possible
I hit cruise control and rubbed eyes
The last three days the rain was unstoppabl e
It was always cold, no sun shine

Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream

I rolled on as the sky grew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There's something good waitin' down this road
I'm pickin' up whatever is mine

Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream

Gotta Know Now (Primitive Radio Gods)

I saw you standing in the doorway in the corner
Of the room where I observed you looking out the kitchen window
I wanna throw my arms around you like a lonely hidden dirge (?)
Marijuana smoke is blowing out the screen door

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me hear, let me see, let me sigh
Let me think, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

I wanna write your lucky number on the scrap of paper towel
I confiscated from the restroom of the hotel
I wanna give you a ** and watch “Bonanza”
Clip your toenails, order Chinese food and eat it with our fingers

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me be, let me see, let me sigh
Let me think, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now
Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now

This time it's nothing like the first time I saw Jesus
Drinking seven bloody Marys on the bar stool in Miami
This night is nothing like the time I saw Picasso
Throwing rings of cigar smoke around the head of Fidel Castro

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me feel, let me see, let me sigh
Let me see, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try
Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me be, let me see, let me sigh
Let me see, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now
Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now


Submitted by Michael **

No Voy A Ser Tu Esclavo (Maná)

no me crucifiques
con los clavos del amor mi morena
no soy de tu propiedad mi reina
y no voy a ser tu esclavo

si siempre te amé
por estar atado al corazón
no voy a ser el otro eslabón
de tu colección de esclavos

no, no, no, no, no, no, no

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
mas no voy a ser tu esclavo

eres una reina
una princesa del amor
donde pierdo entre tus muslos la razón
mujer eres magia negra

no no no no no no no

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

ay no quiero ser esclavo del amor
ay yo quiero escaparme del dolor
ay no sé qué hacer
no sé no sé hey

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina venenosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
mas no voy a ser tu esclavo

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
oyé me bein pero jugarte yo no soy tu esclavo

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
pero qué yo no voy a ser tu esclavo no no no

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
eres una rosa una rosa filosa

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
óye óye óye óye óye

A Walk Thru The Valley (Masta Ase Inc.)




As I walk through the valley of one eighty seven land
No matter what state what city what town
I can see there's no place to run no place to hide
I could be in the crosshairs of somebody somewhere
I wanna ask why...
But I ain't got time for that
I gotta keep movin on
Or be the next one to die
I walk through the valley of no man's land
Sayin peace slappin fives and holdin up those two fingers
To the many nine millimeter automatic pistol toting young men
that roam everywhere
I wonder what will be the next small incident
That will cause one of them to pull out
And spray bullets recklessly in every direction
Will my grandmother be on her way to the store
For a loaf of bread and a TV Guide at that very moment
As I walk through the valley at night
I'm thinkin, "I don't know that brother walkin across the
street in the black hoodie, so he may be a threat to me"
He's thinkin, "I don't know that brother walkin across the
street in the blue hoodie, so he may be a threat to me"
What's goin through out minds
as we reach down into our waistlines
And pull out the tools, the heaters, the scraps
the biscuits, the gats
the jammies, the grips with the clips
All placed there purposely by them
"Here niggaz, sixteen shooter made specially just for you"
What goes through our minds at that moment
when a brother's at the other end of our barrel
About to catch a hot piece of steel
And take his last breath
What goes through our minds
What's goin through our minds
As we walk through the valley

We Don't Love 'Em (Mac)




[Mac Talking]
Yeah KLC DJ Wop it's all about them hoes
I know my nigga Wop don't love them hoes
My nigga KL he ain't loving them hoes
My nigga Cult definitely ain't loving them hoes
Y'all what's up with this Mac nigga feel it

To all the bitches hoes and all that shit
Running around with them tights on trying to find them tricks
Running behind that dick chasing niggas with brand names
I see you tight coming you making it harder for the right woman
Off in the club giving rappers a hug
Trying to get some love letting them put their hands on your glove
Off in the limo you and that slim hoe
They hit the**and let their partner and them know
So now you on they demo
They wrote a rhyme about cha
They told the world how they got that out cha
All up in the mouth too you with the groupie route boo
They made you famous your man has got to be your bitch
He saw the video tape and said all man that ain't shit
Instead of ending it he defending it I'll give you that much
Either he lame or your pussy is pure gold with diamond clusters
But he a buster cause everybody **ed you
But he the only one saying he love you
Woo you's a

Hoes hoes You know I'm bout them hoes hoes
But I don't love them hoes hoes hoes hoes
Wop don't love them hoes hoes
KL don't love them hoes hoes
Fiend don't love them hoes hoes
Coonts don't love them hoes
Check this out

I seen her in the house in blue shaking her**
Winking her eye at every nigga who passed
Trying to fell that glass put his pants back
The**fat but you asked backwards
A trip with a simple effect even don't have to
Simple things you be after you caught up in the rapture
Me and my nigga point at you with laughter
But get down or try to understand you world
And what it did to make you such a shallow**girl
I know you laid with this nigga that you met last night
You ** him because his white Land Cruiser's looking tight
Stroking telling you that it was love at first sight
But you don't realize that it was love for the night
Now you at the crib crying you sick of all them niggas lying
But you the one that's doing all the lying
Supplying the cat to all the niggas that be trying to mack
On the celia you wants to be real familiar

Now back at the spot where the champagne pop
You in the club corner getting wet in some rain drop
It's common to you so you except it
It's unknown how many niggas you done slept with

Chorus
We don't love them hoes hoes
We don't love them hoes hoes hoes hoes
I'm bout them hoes
Check it hoes

My nigga slim I let them hoes know I'm from the 3rd yo
My name is Macadon and I'll get all up in em' slow
I gives a ** I get bucked nigga what
My nigga DJ Wop told me to let them niggas know what's up
My girl Storm she definitely in the house
I'm from uptown so you niggas know I got all the clout
Murder murder kill kill


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