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Under A Frozen Sun (Behind The Scenery)

As an origin of all existence...
Spring is mild and pure

Fertile season
Where all life begins to bloom
No clouds disturb the crystal air
No shadows of doubt
Darken the day

Beware the dark destructive winter so cold

Sweet summer - so free from care
The senseless waste
Of a given paradise
The seeds dry up before they start to sprout

In my dreams
I see the children suffer
Under a frozen sun
Where life has dwelt
And then will be gone

The season of the fall
Earth`s act of revenge

Autumn awakes
And dependence comes clear
The errors made in spring and summer
Time to atone for

Forerunner of winter
Spread incertainty
The golden age, a leaden chain
Ravaged land, toxic water
Death remains

Beware of eternal autumnal leaves

Prepare for the dark
Destructive winter so cold

Clouds of poisonous gasses
Fill the sky
Sun and moon disappear

Forever...

Watch Out (Axxis)

Cold rain above
Ice on the floor
No more love
I even the score
I broke the chains
Of what you call life

You life in a box
I'm standing outside
You life in the dark
But I found the light
I've got no prison
Like you and your type

Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy
Watch out
Watch out for a man like me

Watch out - I'm the enemy
Get off my liberty
Watch out - all I wanna be
Footloose and fancy free

I need to loose everything
Finding the truth
Make me a real king
A new horizon, growin' up before my eyes

Watch out - I'm the enemy
Get off - get off my liberty
Watch out - what I wanna be
Footloose and fancy free

Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy
Watch out
Watch out - I'm the enemy

Falling Down (Skindred)

There's a hole in my head
And the lines they just can't stop falling out
And the truth from my lips
I scream it without a doubt
I always did as you said
Even though it was against my will
Ain't afraid any longer
Just hear as my lips they spill

Spit the words out
I cant stop from making this noise no more
Spit the words out
I cant stop from being SO paranoid

I will not fall for you
Not falling down for you
I will not fall for you

I don't regret what i said
you're like a weight that just held me down
Everything that i once was
You changed and made me your clown
No i'm not holding your hand
And i want you to MOVE from me
i want to know that i found a piece
from you am eternally free

Spit the words out
I cant stop from making this noise no more
Spit the words out
I cant stop from being SO paranoid

I will not fall for you
Not falling down for you
I will not fall for you

Spit the words out
I cant stop from being SO paranoid
Being so paranoid
Making this noise no more
Being so paranoid
Making this noise no more
Not falling down for you

Light Your Stars (Zeraphine)

The sunlight reflects in your eyes
Your tears ceased to flow
You're back in balance
The fallacies leave you alone
And your nightmares are replaced by reality

You're floating away
Right up and over the barriers and borders
Boundless and free is your mind
It took ages for you to feel this way again

Light your stars
You could stand the fascination
And you're falling weightlessly
To close your diary
Light your stars
You could understand relations
And you're falling weightlessly
Until the diary is done

You're leaving the fear far behind
And you're trying to battle with great temptation
Like maggots, it's eating at you
Do you pray at night, you're strong enough to resist?

You're tossing in bed
And all you perceive is a blurred world in strange lies
Tearing the visions all down
Defeated your so lost in tranquillity

Tru 2 Da Game (TRU)




Haaa uuuuggggghhhh
this is for all the G's ou there
we bout it bout it
and g ettes i ain't forget about y'all uuuugggghhhh
gold look like this here

today I have a half an ounce
tomorrow I'll have a key
and if you tryin' to get some ice cream
won't you call me or won't you beep me

Looked out the window
it must be the giggidy first of the month
cause everybody in the ghetto is smilin' and dressed up
Little kids havin' fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walkin' up, talkin' bout its all good
See I'm a G, ????? I got that 2 for 3
And y'all a know that I slang, that I-C-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
some hang, hang, and some slangin'
Others gang bangin'
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And stay TRU to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to talk shit
Cause I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with them bouldas
And servin' fiends, A-1 yola
And still tryin' stay true with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get killed
And stayin' TRU to the game, is a part of life
And if you don't player, you might lose your life

-chorus-
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game
Ain't nothin' changed but my bank account
I'm still the same

[Silkk the Shocker]
Tryin' to have things major, they can't fade me
cash the chips like casino
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like Marino
My girl be fussin', she be tussin', constantly buggin'
Askin' me why I be hustlin'
I got money to make, so mother** it
I'm a keep it real, if it kills me
Y'all gonna feel me before I'm done
Ball till I have it all, I want the whole while
if not, I don't want none
Why I hang with the same ol' niggas
That's what they ask me
I be like, I'm the same ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay TRU fool, about my mother**in' mail
I'll be a rich**nigga, y'all gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't believe me, next year round this time
its Silkk up on his pager (then ask me)

-chorus-

[Big Ed]
Bustas can't see me, they blind
I claim TRU, I thought you knew
My foes catch elbows, cause I'm on em like a tattoo
Man I'm layin' low like the eyes of a danked out china man
Stayin' gangstafied
While I'm tryin' to make a million
But politicians run for office
They rather me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and stop
this
Gangsta rap is what they call it
But I gots to come with the realness
So all my folks can feel this

-chorus-

[Mr. Serv-On]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord that my momma will never weep
and let her live in peace and stop spendin' a hundred G's up in her sleep
When will it stop
I guess when they leave me lyin' on the block
With tears on my glock
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' what I gotta do
As long as I stay TRU, until they put me through
I know its a shame, things'll never change
I hope I live long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm TRU 2 Da Game

-chorus-

[Master P]
still the same
Master P, the whole TRU click (y'all gonna feel this)
TRU to the gizame (tru to da hood)
money can't change you, it just can make you
(never forget where i came from)
No Limit Records, Down South Hustlers (independent black owned)
and the West Coast Bad Boyz
and I told y'all, I can drop something anytime I want to
Y'all done realized by now, the haters done fell off
Cause they ain't TRU 2 da game
I could never forget where I came from
I'm from the ghetto
But I won't ever change
Cause I'm TRU 2 da game, believe that
Keepin' it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out, can never sell out
TRU 2 Da Gizame

Out of This World (Michael W. Smith)

Michael W. Smith / Deborah D. Smith / Amy Grant / Beverly Darnall

Take stock of your life
What's wrong and what's right
Empty pockets, got no green
Don't you know sunshine is free
What breaks have you had
Some good and some bad
Wanna go but got no car
Dreaming dreams can take you far
Chorus: You will find that life's worth living
In this world, it's out of this world
With a little love and a little giving
In this world, it's out of this world

Look ot the future
Who's in the picture
Say your love life's just a dream
Still you've got a friend in me

Today, tomorrow
Laughter and sorrow
Gonna be some lows and highs
Might as well enjoy the ride

Chorus

Until The End (Kittie)

Wings spread, poised
Faintly convulsing the sky
How will I know?
Bask now in this graying
Light
Search for that word
Something likened goodbye
How will i know
That they will cry?

(chorus) We were blessed
(in this lifetime)
Laid to rest
(all we live for)
We were blessed

Voices ring on
Autumn is always at hand
Angels corpses
Hollow and stolen so fast
I heard your voice
And it spoke softly to me
We have this time
And then we're free

Take me under
Take me under

She Lies In The Morning (Ten Years After)

She lies in the morning
Red sky is the warning, yes it is
She lies in the morning
Red sky is in her eyes
She cries cause the morning is too long
She tries, but she still can't carry on
She lies to escape the morning sun
She dies and the world still caries on

Where did you go?
Why did you fall?
She didn't know there's nothing at all


You killed yourself, my love
There's nothing left for me
Life was a pain, but now you're free
You shot your soul, my love
Blew all you had
Now, I'm left here feeling bad
You shot your life away
For the unreal
Now, there's nothing left to feel
You made your tracks, my love
You made them deep
Now, there's nothing left but sleep

Life And Death (Carolyn Arends)

We ride emotions like subway trains
Down in the tunnels inside our brains
And life's a blur speeding past the window
We'd love to stop but who has the time
So much to do - we're so far behind
And we stay that way no matter how fast we go
I wonder what's the point at which we break
When will we realize just what's at stake
We dance at weddings and we cry at wakes
And then we rush to make the next appointment

Chorus:
It's a matter of life and death
All the chances we're gonna get
To use our voices, make our choices
Happen here and now
What's the matter with all of us
Chase the wind and we miss the bus
We get distracted from what matters
And then somehow we forget
It's life and death

Our guardian angels appear like dreams
They try to show us eternal things
And we decide if we will pay attention
But we're too busy to check the holes
That just keep growing inside our souls
We are wearing thin and so we feel the tension
Between the life we want and the life we need
We're all afflicted by the same disease
Dear God in heaven won't you show us please
How to be free from this condition

Chorus:
It's a matter of life and death
All the chances we're gonna get
To use our voices, make our choices
Happen here and now
What's the matter with all of us
Chase the wind and we miss the bus
We get distracted from what matters
And then somehow we forget
It's life and death

We've got to remember
It's life and death
Try to remember
It's life and death

Respect My Mind (Hot Boys)




(Lil' Wayne)
What what
Check Check
Head buster set ripper
Neighborhood superstar
Going to split up
While we dispose of
Nigga broad hitter
Hot Boys soldier
Expedition flipper hell
Niggaz be terrified of us cause they know how we play
Them niggaz hide form us or catch 3 from a K (AK)
I'm just a scrub I can't scuff
I'm too light to fight
I'm too thin to win so I ride at night
Your face respect nigga
You're playing with the wrong one
I'll break your neck nigga
You're playing with the wrong gun
I use K's to wet niggaz I'm spraying the whole room
Better watch your back nigga
little one that's a wrap
Watch niggaz step up when I bust a cap
Niggaz drop like (whistle) splat
keep joking here and gone show you what I'm bout
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out

Chorus:
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out
Respect my mind and have them boys in your house
Respect my mind look we ride on chrome
Respect my mind cause we get our shine on
Respect my mind cause we that Hot Boy clique
Respect my mind nigga you can't phase this
Respect my mind look we'll ** your bitch
Respect my mind look we bout that gangsta shit

(Juvenile)
Watch me grow up
When I was small he had plan
My daddy was balling and he was the right hand man
My poppa bought us a house to keep our family secure
Livin good on a ranch in the middle of the woods
I understood at a young age my daddy would spray
Seen him slit a niggaz throat and shoot one up in the face
He'd be murder case after case he was untouchable
But he had a right hand man that wasn't trustable
Who undercover slow made deals under the table
Working for the feds round my people wearing a cable
My daddy got busted so we got left at the door
All of our shit got repossessed
And our family was flat broke
Moved back inside the projects in summer 84
(?) from Yomey and Black Zo
And I got to the point where I wouldn't smile no more
Hooked up the same nigga that handled my daddy dough
I know that he sheisty but the nigga just don't know
Swear to god I ain't bout it but the nigga just don't know
I got 2 under my belt and gone make it one more
cock the 4-4 and knock his brain out on the floor
respect my mind

Chorus

(B.G.)
Me, Wayne, Turk and Juvenile getting blunted
In a pair if white suburb 1500
No stunting counting 100 thou nigga in front of the brick
He should have knew Hot Boys wasn't bringing back shit
That's how the game going that's how the game get played
Head buster for sure sweat no hoes haters get sprayed
All week long look I'm a nigga on the grind
All year long I make you niggaz respect my mind
Every single day it's a must I tote the ** iron
Disconnect your spine leave your balky paralyzed
I use blocks to bust heads
I use glocks to play hotels to feds
Niggaz know I ain't the one to be roughed on
move when I'm coming through or you'll get stepped on
I don't give a mother ** if you got your vest on
I'm shooting through that I thought you knew that
that's how Bee Geezy do that
I ride dirty and when I ride you die
all the time you bitch niggaz gone respect my mind

Chorus

(Turk)
Nigga respect my mind can't then stay your distance
Kill realahs like that niggaz coming up missing
I soak your spot when you rapping on me
You get hit with shots when you hating on me
Must of had ‘em whoa there
Do you think you ready for us
Disrespect my mind ** over you is a must
Come through your cut
Nigga don't spook now
Cause when you was talking bout us it was all good huh
Nigga ** all that I ain't gone talk I'm a save it
Original HB nigga I ride Mercedes
I got stacks of money and ** plenty hoes
Nigga respect my mind or I'll knock off your nose

Chorus


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