Picturehouse – Midas Lyrics

(Browne/Maitland)
Midas was sitting alone on the brink
It was only his time he was wasting
Holding a photograph framed with silver
He just couldn’t turn into gold
And you won’t believe the things that he’d say
He sits in the shade of the dreams that escaped him
She comes to him in his mind
Drifts in and out of his time
From a place with no day and no night
Will I be alright
Alright

Alright
Silas was shifting the dust from his memories
So little time left for saving
Out in the snow and she never came home
It was hard just to live through the cold
God only knows the things that he says
Are tricks of the trade to save from remembering

[Chorus:]
God only knows the things that he says
Are tricks of the trade to save from remembering

[Chorus:]

Leoni – Revival Lyrics

Nasce o dia
E o sol te abraça aos poucos
E te escala os ombros
E deita no seu corpo
E se aquece no teu peito e desce
Pelas tuas pernas
Terno e vigoroso sol
Os meus pés me levam pro banheiro
Sem fazer barulho pra te deixar dormindo
No chuveiro, eu lembro desta noite
Fico tão feliz de ter você comigo
Outro dia até propus ser seu amigo
Sermos bons amigos
Agora eu vejo o tamanho das bobagens que eu falei
Nesses meses foram tantos nomes
Tantos problemas e tantos

Telefones pra esquecer
Nem lembrava o tanto que eu gostava
De levantar em silêncio
Pra mais um dia com você
A cozinha agora é só o cheiro
De café e ovos que eu arrumo na bandeja
Eu te acordo com café e beijos
O quarto tem teu cheiro e quase tudo o que eu desejo
Outro dia até propus sair de cena
Como no cinema
Agora eu vejo o tamanho das bobagens que eu falei
Nasce o dia
E o sol te abraça aos poucos
E te escala pelos ombros
E deita no seu corpo

Tony Pain – Zooted Lyrics

[Verse}
Uh
Hand full of grams
Other hand full with bands
Young nigga finna go ham
These Bitches on me
I know they loving the jam
I just put dick in her friend
After that she leave
Until i finna hit it again
Skinny jeans with some vans
Feel like james so i am the man
Balling hard like golden state
Can’t drive the benz straight
High as f*ck in my mind state
Im the best in the tri-state
Need work ? Cop a plate
You know that i got that weight
Smoking on that heavyweight
Your pockets on that lightweight
Cop chase when i hop states
100 on that highway
And i do the high – way
Smoking zips of em , yea dat way
Niggas hate cause im getting that gwop
Posted with ya girl and she giving top
Skinny nigga with the drop top
I pullup make your heart stop
I ain’t f*cking with no damn ops
My colon is that damn pot
Im everything you are not
Thats why im too hot
Young nigga from NY
And you know i stay fly
And you know i stay high

Young nigga too live

[BRIDGE]
Getting money , What else ?
Getting Laid , what else ?
Eating good , what else ?
Life is good , what else ? (X2)

[HOOK]
When i’m zooted ,zooted , zooted
Bitch im zooted , zooted , zooted

[Verse 2]
Always keep that double cup
Foe nem here they rolling up
Bossmade bitch you know its us
Ain’t no controlling us
Tony pain up in the scene
Sippin that promethazine
30 clip in magazines
Serving dirty to the feens
Spent a rack up on em jeans
Watching out for billie jeans
Trying come up on my green
Bitch you must be smoking clean
Im the best you ever seen
Killing shit since seventeen
Younging on the big screen
Younging doing big things

[BRIDGE]
Getting money , What else ?
Getting Laid , what else ?
Eating good , what else ?
Life is good , what else ? (X2)

[HOOK]
When i’m zooted ,zooted , zooted
Bitch im zooted , zooted , zooted

Marathonmann – Propeller Lyrics

[Strophe 1]
Die Sachen sind gepackt
Mit Gefühlen die du noch nich kannstest
Neben dir ein leerer Platz
Geplatz der Traum – wird alles anders!
Anders als die Andern woll'st es angehn
Angegangen bist es falsch!
Die Taschen stehn im Flur bereit
Bereit für einen Auszug
Doch die Gedanken in deinem Kopf
Tagen weiter
Tag für Tag und Jahr für Jahr

Und die Sache mit dem Weitermachen
Die ist garnicht so leicht
Wenn die Beine nicht mehr geh'n wolln
Und wenn der Körper streikt!
Und wenn der kleine Funken Hoffnung
Nicht mehr funktioniert!
Der probeller in deinem Bauch
Auch nicht mehr rotiert!

[Refrain (4x)]
Nicht mehr rotiert!

Upchurch – Wake Me Up Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m living in a dream now, oh
Smokin’ blue dream in my dream house, oh
And I’m drivin’ dream cars, GPS me to the stars
Far away from fame halls
Don’t wake me up, I’m livin’ the dream, livin’ the dream
I’m livin’ the dream
Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
Uh

[Verse 1]
I’m livin’ in slow motion
I ain’t aged in ten years
I’m drunk off the success I steer
How you think think I drove here?
Blackmarks on the road aren’t known for any reason
Besides the fact I walked them before the tattoos in my cells
My footprints on the road will be the blueprints for the next gen
For every artist strugglin’ tryna push your stuff to new ears
So take it easy, easy live it, love it, don’t give up
The battle scars are cool when you make it to the top

[Chorus]
I’m living in a dream now, oh
Smokin’ blue dream in my dream house, oh
And I’m drivin’ dream cars, GPS me to the stars
Far away from fame halls
Don’t wake me up, I’m livin’ the dream, livin’ the dream
I’m livin’ the dream
Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up

Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
Uh

[Verse 2]
I feel like Elvis when I walk around my land of grace
Feel like Cash when I’m angry and destroyin’ my place
I feel like the line I’m supposed to walk, I walk beside
Just to aggravate some people that wish me bad from time to time
Livin’ in a dream now, drivin’ over pink clouds
Kickin’ up the angel dust ’cause heaven don’t have dirt mounds
So if my dreams are real now, I wake up as a night owl
It won’t bother the sun ’cause like me it won’t burn out

[Bridge]
Rocket ship take me to the unknown
Somewhere I don’t exist no more
Where checkmarks don’t verify my life or my style
I wanna hang with people who can understand my silent smiles
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa

[Chorus]
I’m living in a dream now, oh
Smokin’ blue dream in my dream house, oh
And I’m drivin’ dream cars, GPS me to the stars
Far away from fame halls
Don’t wake me up, I’m livin’ the dream, livin’ the dream
I’m livin’ the dream
Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
Uh

Temples – You’re Either On Something Lyrics

[Chorus]
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
I guess we find out tomorrow morn

[Verse 1]
I overheard a conversation
Exchanging pleasant pleasantries
Until I heard that slur of speech
I was standing on my feet
Now confusion rocks the earth
It was an hour after midnight
Reminded by my twitching eye
The crowd of people sounded loudly
The shadows cast were standing shy
I glugged a swig from the bottle

[Pre-Chorus]
I glugged a swig from the green bottle
And placed my thumb upon the top
And moving legs felt the vibrations
Of the wooden beams
Beneath their feet

[Chorus]
You’re either on something

Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
I guess we find out tomorrow morn

[Verse 2]
It was three hours after midnight
Rekindled youth was on our side
The night owls crept behind my shoulders
And soon no one was left around
We should call it a night

[Pre-Chorus]
I glugged a swig from the green bottle
And placed my thumb upon the top
And moving legs felt the vibrations
Of the wooden beams
Beneath their feet

[Chorus]
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
You’re either on something
Or you’re onto something
I guess we find out tomorrow morn

Ministri – Tempi Bui Lyrics

Veramente vivo in tempi bui
E non è per rovinarti il pranzo
Che ti dico arriva la marea
E tu la scambi per entusiasmo
Veramente vivo in tempi bui
E non ho nulla di cui preoccuparmi
Perchè sono diventato buio anch’io
Ma di notte sono uguale agli altri

E mi cambierò nome
Ora che i nomi non valgono niente
Non funzionano più
Da quando non funziona più la gente
Mi cambierò nome
Ora che i nomi non cambiano niente
Non funzionano più
Da quando non funziona più la gente

I tedeschi sono andati via
Come faremo ora a liberarci?
Non possiamo neanche uccidere il re
Perchè si dice siamo noi i bersagli

Veramente vivo in tempi bui
Riuscivi solo a chiedermi per quanto
E ora son diventato buio anch’io
Che cos’hai tu da brillare tanto

E mi cambierò nome
Per passar le dogane e gli inverni
Andrò sempre più giù
Dove non serve tenere gli occhi aperti

E mi cambierò nome
Ora che i nomi non valgono niente
Non funzionano più
Da quando non funziona più la gente
E mi cambierò nome
Ora che i nomi non cambiano niente
Non funzionano più
Da quando non funziona più la gente

E mi cambierò nome
E mi cambierò nome
E mi cambierò nome
E mi cambierò nome

Method Man & Redman – Tear It Off Lyrics

[Intro: Redman & Method Man]
Whooooo! Yo yo yo, yo yo
Huh
Yo, vanglorious!
This is protected, by the Red (and Tical!)
Slap it down (Way out of bounds)
Throw in the towels ('Fore we gun down)

[Verse 1: Redman]
Yo, flipmodes, toilet bowls explode
When Doc come drop a shitload
Grip fours, mushrooms, did those (Ah!)
Dee pistol-whip hoes, a bitch owes
Money, bro I stick a zip code (Heh)
Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row
Thirsty? Sniffing out a pig nose
My Benz built with wings and 6-0s
My flows is North Pole cold
My hands got areas to fit snow
Doc, mixin hoes and discos (Heh)
My dogs, let em walk with ripped clothes (Woof-woof-woof)
Shows, niggas pack six rows
"We're losin him!" His heart won't get pulse
Crack your backs off a ten percent dose
Lip closed? I can hum and ship gold
[Chorus: Method Man & Redman]
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
You don't, want to f*ck with us, you don't

[Verse 2: Method Man & Redman]
I gets down, rip sound, with this stick style
Pist-al, lick round, get off my dick now
Get crabbed, hostile, you kids is docile
Timid, cared to get in it, these dogs is Rockwild
Unchained, untamed, you know my name
Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game
Just ill flows, that kills shows, you can feel, yo
Kickin in you do', like a steel toe, for real, though
Y'all gon' learn, I spit germs (Hock-ptui)
When you come short on Big Worm
You get burned (Tsssss)
Punks don't get turned, they get done, and get sun
Come get some, the last vict-im, lie in a ditch (Haha!)
Now who wanna f*ck with Hot Nikk' (what!)
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Funk Doc get, toxic (C'mon!)
A bowl of rice and some chopsticks
Don’t make you Wu, just imposters
[Chorus: Method Man & Redman]
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
You don't, want to f*ck with us, you don't

[Verse 3: Redman]
Try to O.K. Corral with Doc and Meth Tical
Bar saloon fight, without weapons out (Yeehaw!)
Stretch marks, like belly on Kevin Liles
One yard to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down
Tryin to lock cash? Bitch better bounce

Boyfriend jump in, Meth shut him down
Pound to echo loud, 'bout seven miles (Bop-bop-bop…)
Doc, Dirty Jersey hunt em down
Uncut, rhymes won't even fit the file
Baddest man out the bunch, pick him out
Drunk with a gun, miss you? Hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth
Wilder then winos on liquor droughts (Haha!)
Mrs. Howell, Mary-Ann, dig em out
Ginger watch, with the gun in Skipper mouth
Love the ruckus, and love to dish it out (C'mon!)
Pre-washed MCs, start rinsin out
Get your whole camp put on the missin file
Pushin twelve out, bumpin digital (Hah!)
[Chorus: Method Man & Redman]
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
You don't, want to f*ck with us, you don't

[Method Man & Redman]
We Just-Ice, men or mice, ain't nuttin nice
(f*ck your life!) Your type just too light to fight (Uh-huh)
We move right, on Fright Night, when niggas bite (Huh)
We bust pipe, 'pon those that suck tight (C'mon)
We alright, you all hype and all trife
In The Source with half-mic, you half-liked (Uh-huh)
And half-dead, blasted on flatbed
I'm past fed, eyes red, the hash head
Burn something, earn something and learn something
Take my turn fronting, Def Jam ain't heard nothing yet
Suspect, roughnecks, book 'em, Dan-o
You get busted, never leave home without my musket (Bow!)
Trust this, out for justice, clown
And caught on Judgment Day, call Joe Brown (Ha!)
Take MCs to town if they starbound
Ashes to ashes, they all fall down (Down, yeah)
Master you bastards with hazardous tactics (Ah!)
Semi-automatic full rap metal jacket (Yeah)
Blasted in plastic your brain on the mattrress (Ah!)
All you kids is ass-backwards and vice-a versa (C'mon!)

[Chorus: Method Man & Redman]
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo tear the roof off
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
Tear the roof off the mother
Tear the roof off the mother
You don't, want to f*ck with us, you don't

[Chorus: Redman]
Come on, yo tear the roof off
Nigga, yo tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to f*ck with us, you don't

[Outro: Redman]
Huh..
Yo, you don't want to f*ck with us, you don't
Yo, you don't want to f*ck with us, you don't

Stig – Rakkauden Bermudan Kolmio Lyrics

Oli kesäkuu, täysi kuu. Kävelimme pitkin katuu
Seurueemme ja mä
Mä etunenässä, muut perässä
Saavuimme discoon ja siellä mä näin sut sisko

Tiesin heti, et sulla ja mulla vois olla jotain säpinää ja viihtyisit mun alla
Lähestyin sua tanssilattialla kuin hiipivä tiikeri tyylillä varmalla
Kosketin sua silläkin uhalla, että torjuisit mut ja katsoisit silmällä pahalla
Mut pian kävit jo kuumana ja huomasin, että olemme makuuhuoneeni lattialla

Kosketin sun karvakulmioon, rakkauden Bermudan kolmioon
Tiesin heti, että olet se oikea. Sun pääs ei oo liian soikea

Tarjosin sulle rakkaut roppakaupalla. Sä otit sen vastaan ja pian odotit mun lasta
Sanoin heti ettei homma tää natsaa. En täs elämäntilantees vois sen kasvatuksest vastaa
Haukuit mut kusipääks ja jauhoit kaikenlaista paskaa. Lopult uhkasit mut oikeuteen haastaa
En tosirakkautta löytänyt taaskaan. Tän maailman epäoikeudenmukaisuus sydäntäni raastaa

Kosketin sun karvakulmioon, rakkauden Bermudan kolmioon
Tiesin heti, että olet se oikea. Sun pääs ei oo liian soikea

Tarjosin sulle rakkaut roppakaupalla. Sä otit sen vastaan ja pian odotit mun lasta
Aluks säikähdin vähän ja mietin koko iltapäivän miten jouduinkaan mä tilanteeseen tähän
Ja kun ilta koitti, rakkaus jälleen kerran voitti. Suunnan oikean meille viitoitti
Alkoi lemmenleikki, kahdenkeskinen hetki, läpi yön kestävä erottinen retki

Kosketin sun karvakulmioon, rakkauden Bermudan kolmioon
Tiesin heti, että olet se oikea. Sun pääs ei oo liian soikea
Kosketin sun karvakulmioon, rakkauden Bermudan kolmioon
Tiesin heti, että olet se oikea. Sun pääs ei oo liian soikea

Young M.a – Sober Thoughts Lyrics (feat. Max Yb)

Discipline in my habits
Went distant on my attachments
I had to turn my presence to absence
Stuck in the cage
Questioning the hours and days
Depression-al phase
My tunnel vision starting to fade
I started to marry my thoughts, already engaged
Not knowing my next move had me going insane
Depending on alcohol to get me over the pain
Praying my habit don’t ever have me turn to cocaine
I won’t allow this temporary pain to turn into a stain
I wanna live but my joy for life is stuck in the grave
God, I need you more than ever, I was hoping you came
So used to holding shit in, it’s kinda hard to explain
Picasso, the best way to put it
Before you knew the meaning of it, you misunderstood it
Far from perfect, did a lot of shit I knew I shouldn’t
Ducking my demons but they coming like a moving bullet
Shit is crazy out here

It’s like I love it and I hate it out here
Gotta be mentally stable out here
Just to make it out here
Never slippin’
Every day I’m aware
If I ain’t got it, I go get it
And I make it appear
Tough love being assertive
That’s the way that I care
When I’m distant and I ignore you
Then to me you ain’t there
When I erase you that’s when you worry
Replace yo ass in a hurry
That’s the truth not a dare, nigga
Do not compare

All this pain in me
I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me
These niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong
Stay strong
I’ve been fighting all my life
Whoa
May God watch my soul

Only people that think that I fell off
Is the people that wasn’t supportin, before the fame and the fortune
My fanbase was already a force and
I was selling out shows before the radio sources
Meaning the grinding and the independence what got me in it
Not a cosign or a mention and this is not fiction
Now I’m feeling attention from muhf*ckers that once was dick lickin’

And pic flicking, friendshipping
This isn’t no damn fool, I know the game so it’s cool
And when you play the game, play by the rules
Momma ain’t raised no coon, I know the difference between loved and used
Life is just hugs and bruises, care and crew
f*ck desire, my heart pump fire, ooh
Don’t inhale my fumes, I’m toxic, caged in like zoos
Boxed in like boxing, in the studio, locked in

And you couldn’t walk a block in my shoes
Not even my socks, shit
I came from the bottom, that’s why I f*ck with top shit
I’m talking about the never, ever, ever in stock shit
I don’t pop shit, I speak knowledge so call me a prophet
And if you pay attention then you paying homage
Cheap jeans with paid pockets
This pound cake got these weight watchers, weight watchin’
I ain’t stopping like Hov said
Sit in front of the Bentley with the doors out like bow legs
I hate a bitch with a fat ass and no legs
I love a bitch with some crack p*ssy and dope head
Broke bread with niggas, all I got was a thank you
And you got some other niggas out here saying they made you
The game trying to erase you
Got my foot on they necks, you disrespect the TEC’ll give you a facial
Apologies to my ex’s and no this ain’t my confessions
Appreciate your time and investment, patience and effort
Having ya’ll was part of a blessing
Ya’ll all belong on the cover of essence
No hard feelings, no love lost, no bad blood
Yeah, love is a bad drug but better to have love than no love
I need a blunt, KorLeone can you roll one?
And smoke one

All this pain in me
I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me
These niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong
Stay strong
I’ve been fighting all my life
Whoa
May God watch my soul

Fiddler’s Green – Rose In The Heather Lyrics

I drove my boat on the river, my friend
I saw the people, the farmers, their land
I met a gril and she passed me her hand
It seemed there’d never be an end

I came along with the people I found
I strayed around till I did hear a sound
I met a girl and I kissed her, my friend
It seemed there’d never be an end

A rose in the heather, a rose in my hand, a broken one
this old land
A rose in the heather, a rose in the sand, a broken one
in the end

I drove my boat, never thought that I would
I saw the crowds walk as fast as they could
I met a girl and I kissed her again
It seemed there’d never be and end

And you had to please no one but me
But now in the end, it seems I’m losing a friend

A rose in the heather, a rose in my hand, a broken one
this old land

She faded away with a boy that she met
He plucked her heart and she pricked me instead
I met a girl and I loved her, my friend
It seemed there’d never be an end

A rose in the heather, a rose in my hand, a broken one
this old land
A rose in the heather, a rose in the sand, a broken one
in the end

And you had to please no one but me
But now in the end, it seems I’m losing a friend

A rose in the heather, a rose in my hand, a broken one
this old land
A rose in the heather, a rose in sand, a broken one in
the end

Aleks Syntek – Bendito Tu Corazon Lyrics

Bendito tu Corazón
Estoy dispuesto a todo
y todo es, no pedirte nada
nada que no seas tú
Tu me has dado tanto,
que tanto es nada para decirte
lo que yo daría por ti
Por eso voy a dejarte libre
para quel el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón
voy a dejarte libre
para que el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón
Tu me has dado tanto
que tanto es nada para decirte
lo que yo daría por ti
Por eso voy a dejarte libre
para quel el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón
voy a dejarte libre
para quel el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón
You have a bright and blessed heart

racachucuchaca chucuchaca chucucha
quiero que sepas que contigo estoy más vivo
racachucuchaca chucuchaca chucucha
nada mejor en ti que un Corazón bendito
racachucuchaca chucuchaca chucucha
quiero que sepas que contigo estoy más vivo
racachucuchaca chucuchaca chucucha
nada mejor en ti que un Corazón bendito
your love has occupied my life
para quel amor se vuelva más grande
you have a bright and blessed heart
bendito tu Corazón
Por eso voy a dejarte libre
para quel el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón
voy a dejarte libre
para quel el amor se vuelva más grande
voy a quererte siempre
Bendito tu Corazón

Triosphere – Twenty One Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A smile in anticipation
Clearly this would change all
Life as he used to know it
Was soon to reach its fall
A touch of mundane magic
In the existential frame
How would they stay sane?

[Pre-Chorus]
Obsessed with life beyond death
He would prove them wrong
He’d waited for so long

[Chorus]
Control the heavens
Begging please three sevens
Trust the heart is never dying
A dream forever
This the last endeavour
Search to find the code or die trying

[Bridge]
This monument of knowing
Could not be reserved for death
Unveil the nature of man

[Verse 2]
Patience would be his virtue
One soul would set him free
Firmly he drained them for life
With desperate accuracy

In ultimo his own life
Would be the final piece
To know he had to let go
Capture the everlasting
How dare they hide from me
The truth for all to see?

[Chorus]
Control the heavens
Begging please three sevens
Trust the heart is never dying
A dream forever
This the last endeavour
Search to find the code or die trying

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]
Obsessed with life beyond death
He would prove them wrong
He’d waited for so long

[Chorus]
Control the heavens
Begging please three sevens
Trust the heart is never dying
A dream forever
This the last endeavour
Search to find the code or die trying

[Outro]
I must find you
I cannot live without your soul

Guy Beart – Moitie Toi, Moitie Moi Lyrics

Je suis proche par alliance
D'une certaine enfant
À laquelle je pense
Presque tout le temps
Car elle est fille d'Eve
Je suis fils d'Adam
La distance est si brève
Nous sommes parents

{Refrain:}
Tu es moitié toi
Tu es moitié moi
L'envers à l'envers
L'endroit à l'endroit
Moitié toi
Et moitié moi
Je suis ton vice et versa
Et qu'aurais-je pu faire
Si pour mon malheur
J'avais été son frère
Qu'elle soit ma sœur

Nous n'aurions pu nous dire
Cette chanson-là
Ni même nous reproduire
En duplicata
{au Refrain}

Quand je suis coupé d'elle
Mon corps estropié
Ne bat plus que d'un aile
Et saute à cloche pied

Je n'ai plus qu'une lèvre

Je me laisserais languir
De faim de soif de fièvre
Et de souvenir

Quand elle quitte sa chemise
Où mon pyjama
Tout son corps se déguise
En panorama
Quand la nuit elle s'agite
Qu'elle a peur du loup
Pour s'enfuir elle prend vite
Ses jambes à mon cou

{au Refrain}

Quand nous mangeons des pommes
Elle va se confesser
Et raconte au bonhomme
D'abord mes péchés
Puis elle fait pénitence
Pour elle et pour moi
En nous sevrant de danse
Le reste du mois
Si demain je la couche
Sur mon testament
Je lui lègue ma bouche
Généreusement
Mais sitôt solitaire
Elle me dira
Je viens prendre sous terre
Ma place en tes bras
{au Refrain}

Maxine Sullivan – I Must Have That Man! Lyrics

Don’t want my mammy
I don’t need a friend
My heart is broken, it won’t ever mend
I ain’t much carin’
Just where I will end
I must have that man

I’m like an oven
That’s cryin’ for heat
He treats me awful
Each time we meet
It’s just unlawful
How that boy can cheat
But I must have that man

He’s hot as Hades

A lady’s not safe in his arms when she’s kissed
But I’m afraid that when he’s cooled off
And maybe I’m ruled off his list
I’ll never be missed
I need that person much worse ‘n just bad
I’m half alive ‘n he’s drivin’ me mad
He’s only human if he’s to be had
I must have that man

I must have that man

Chris Travis – Ring Ring Lyrics

(Bitch)

[Hook]
Yeah that bitch thick, now she fiening
She is not my wife bitch is dreaming
Ring, ring
Shawty keep calling, ring-ring
I let the phone ring, ding-ding
All my hoes in the back like a fling
Baby girl I’m in a dream scene

[Verse]
Left off in a spcaeship
I ain’t gotta say shit
“Is he Jamaican?”
All these wild bitches, I ain’t racist
Bad bitch in the front she like “Wassup”
I’ma beat that p*ssy like some nun-chucks
If you gon’ be evil shut the f*ck up
Bitch I’m positive but I still pull up

f*ck nigga, hood up
She thought we was chillin she got stood up
Little-bitty-bitch you wish you coulda
Tell your boyfriend he need to look up
These bitches don’t please me
Falling down to her knees
Pulled up this a freebie
I don’t even ya, yee-yee
Shorty know we get gee-ky
Turn around then I skeet-beat
Know the shorty wanna drain me
? when I’m drinking
Just to pull up leaning
No you won’t catch me drinking
Might show you how my fling-ting

Masacre – Dios Del Horror Lyrics

El sol poniente ensangrienta el cielo
Con rojas heridas tus ojos
Son pozos formados por lágrimas
Temor latente os duele

Tierra e infierno
El hombre siempre será
Culpable de sus errores
Llevan su nombre
La realidad no ha estado lejos
La construiste lentamente
Incesante llanto de sus especies

Ruinas que a nuestro paso han quedado
Ahora los seres más nobles
Ancianos, niños
Son los más olvidados
Mujeres como juguetes
Los hombres como seres de guerra

Con sus banderas de estado pisoteadas
Con sus fronteras envueltas en púas
Con insignias que llenan tu pecho
Con la misión de ser cada vez más

Aquellos que han soportado todo esto

La peste y el hambre
Violaciones
Torturas y llantos
Horror y horror
Sufrimiento, pecado
Guerra, dolor
Detente en el acto
Oh, dios del horror

Mundo de humanos impotentes
Guerras, ambiciones y placeres
Y la inteligencia es tan sólo
Una palabra
Ajena de práctica
Rompe con esquemas de libertad
Cuando ella ha sido
Como la moral

De los hombres ciega de palabra
Símbolos claros de fe
Cuadro perfecto
De una suerte irremediable

Han dejado visibles
Algo más que hechos
Un lamento
Mundo desgraciado

Picturehouse – Love In The Streets Lyrics

(browne/maitland)

Opens the show, the devil you know
You’re better off staying at home
High on the grass and the lebanese
Lying at home, what do you know
You’re better off hanging up the phone
There’s nobody there but the sound of the breeze

And you can’t deny there’s a world outside
With an earth and a moon and a sun in the sky
You might die trying but you might find
Love in the streets
There’s got to be love in the streets
There’s got to be love there for me
I’m tired of believing a broken dream
Ah yeah

There’s got to be love in the air
Before someone kicks out my chair
I’m through with believing there’s no-one there
It would make me feel alright
If you would take me out tonight
‘Cause I’d just love to spend the summer in the streets

Faces that say you’re well on your way
You’ve only got to get through today
Something’s no good if it’s in your way
And lying at home is the devil you know
You’re better off hanging up the phone
There’s nobody there but the sound of the breeze

(bridge and chorus)

Shannon & The Clams – White Rabbit Lyrics

[Verse 1]
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the pills your mother gives you
Don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall

[Verse 2]
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you’re going to fall
Tell them a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Go ask Alice, when she was just small

[Verse 3]
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go

And you’ve just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice, I think she’ll know

[Verse 4]
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking backwards
And the red queen’s off with her head

[Pre-Chorus]
Remember what the dormouse said

[Chorus]
Feed your head
Feed your head
Feed your head

Jeezy – Ill’in Lyrics (feat. Clipse)

[Produced by The Alchemist]

[Hook – Young Jeezy]
So sick, so sick, I’m sickle cell sick
What the f*ck you think I’m doing right now?
I got my Glock on, watch on, clock on
Everything’s cool, no pressure, I’m chillin’
Make them pussies sick, have em caught up in they feelin’s
I be illin’, illin’, illin’, illin’

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I’m the type to boast, I’m the type to brag
I’m the type of nigga play a game of chess on his bag
Full 17 blow your chest out ya ass
Leave him on the concrete like the nigga working abs
The way I work that work out, call me a trainer
Throw that water right off the top, who needs a strainer?
Brandon told me don’t bother with forks, I use a hater
Then I let him sit out and air dry; who needs a hanger?
Airport hours, Sunday to Sunday
Let them bitches fly out the yard, call it a runway
Call me sensei: Jeezy Miyagi
Got a old school whip game: call it Atari
Got some redbones to go out to Phoenix, get that Amare
And every time you walk in they crib it look safari
And they don’t play by that Young Money Nicki Minaj
White powder in the air like ‘Bron this for the guys

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
It was the coldest Winter ever
Middle of the Summer months
Powder to my waist
See my cocaine cummerbund
Tuxedo all white
Something like my prom night
My teachers even saw jail
They ain’t read my palms right
Nah, my future brighter than ever

The flow gets cleverer by the year
Killer minus the tattoo tears
Cause murder don’t mix with the shit
That I got floating in by the pier
Tell Hova don’t pass the crown so soon
Unless he got a crown for every writer in the room
There’s too many spirits on these ghost-written tunes
So you can’t crown the heir until you seance the room
The CL wood grain like trail mix
Evidence of fishscale where the scale sits
No amount of record sales could derail this
Stuffing dead prezzies in the wall like
The Yale bitch. Inhale this

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Malice]
I’m so sick with it, Malice got bird flu
Sat till drought came; patience a virtue
Who ain’t know the Clipse get it in like a curfew?
You could smell it on me coke-scented like it’s perfume
Sitting in that church pew, looking for forgiveness
Wishing we had Tony back, now all of us are prisoners
Took it all for granted I guess freedom was a privilege
VIP toasting drinks, making up my spirits
Snitch nigga hear this, lemme make it clear
Eleven hollows in my Glock: whom shall I fear?
And I ain’t gotta tip-toe, I walk without a care
I’m chilling like the hook say, of whom shall I beware?
Death is not a scare, in fact I yearn for my father’s house
f*ck you p*ssy niggas yeah, Mal has got a potty mouth
I won’t f*ck around and show you exactly what I’m talking ’bout
Even though I walk by faith I’m still keeping that shotty out

Jill Johnson – In One Piece Lyrics

In One Piece
(Music & Lyrics: Jill Johnson/Liz Rose/Lisa Carver)

It’ll be a mess in the morning
What’s left of us laying all around
The sun will come up and dry my tears
The candles will be all burned down

You’ll be on the road to somewhere
I’ll be fighting through the day
Oh, I know I have to let you go
But before you walk away

Just for tonight
Help me hold on
Keep me together
Cause I’m not that strong
If you have a heart
If you ever loved me
Stay with me please
So I don’t fall apart in one piece

Nobody needs to see this
We’ll keep it to ourselves

I hate to put you through this
I just need a little help

Just for tonight
Help me hold on
Keep me together
Cause I’m not that strong
If you have a heart
If you ever loved me
Stay with me please
Oh I don’t fall apart in one piece

I’ll break down, I’ll shatter,
Oh but I won’t try to change your mind

Just for tonight
Help me hold on
Keep me together
Cause I’m not that strong
If you have a heart
If you ever loved me
Stay with me please
I don’t fall apart in one piece.

Tony Pain – Get Bucks Lyrics

[HOOK]
Yo
Run up a yard, im getting bucks
We pouring a 4 , in the double cup
We wake up and get it , its not enough
Your bitch on my line trynna top me up
Bossmade started alot of stuff
They mad cause they ain't make the cut
Got on my grind , i ain't a give f*ck
Now we getting to it , straight countin bucks (x2)

[Verse]
In my pockets only ben franks
We be smoking dope heading to the bank
My shooters off that muddy drank
They do a drill and rubbin off the paint
Pack loud, neighbors complaint
And I got the shit that’ll make you faint
Big Money , we boss made
And for my niggas i’ll never change
O.P on the wing , i might just have to go and pass the rock
Ace on my line , talking bout pullup bro i got the drop
Jay on his money shit , he gunna bring pees straight to the spot
Bro A , he keep a K , got niggas in lenox that’ll drop an op

Re-up , and cop a bustdown
I just hit the bank with some touchdowns
New choppa with a 30 round
If a nigga try’s to rundown
On the block with the 30 pack
I’m Working even when the sundown
We pullup in all black
And have the streets on shutdown
In the V doing donuts
I know its hard to focus
Pull his card while he went his broad
And show ya niggas he bogus
I’m too real , my next deal
Need to give me a big bonus
I’m BMG , niggas getting cream
Ya niggas already know this
[HOOK]
Yo
Run up a yard, im getting bucks
We pouring a 4 , in the double cup
We wake up and get it , its not enough
Your bitch on my line trynna top me up
Bossmade started alot of stuff
They mad cause they ain't make the cut
Got on my grind , i ain't a give f*ck
Now we getting to it , straight countin bucks (x2)

Dramatik – Petit Tom Lyrics

[Chorus]
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça

[Verse 1]
Petit Tom, t’inquiète, t’es grand de l’intérieur
Dis-leur de voir au de-là de la forme, dedans c’est bien meilleur
T’as du potentiel, encore inexploré
C’est comme un secret qu'on a caché, entouré d’une forêt
Une légende réservée aux grands de ce monde
Pourquoi t’aurais de la valeur seulement dans une tombe
Ils t’ont dit que tu serais chômeur, quand tu rêvais d’être docteur
T’as eu mal au cœur, depuis ce jour t’as peur de la hauteur
T’as la tête basse, cachée sous la casquette boy
Tu lèves la tête seulement quand tu joues au basketball
Dépasse les limites à terre, passe l’autre bord
Quand l’ennemi te rabaisse, parle plus fort
Bouche tes oreilles, trouve le sommeil
Où se couche le soleil, repose-toi
Faudra que tu lèves tes rêves du bout de tes orteils
Le bout du monde est pas loin, y est juste là
Pour toucher le sommet y manque juste ça
[Chorus]
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça

[Verse 2]
Ma sœur sèche tes larmes, attends avant d’être femme
T’arroses ta fleur de parfum parce qu’elle se fane
Tu rêves de prêt-à-porter, mais c’est pas à ta portée
Est-ce pour te réconforter ? Qu’est que ça va t’apporter?
Sois pas victime de la mode, les magazines, les vitrines, les catalogues
Pis les mannequins qui dînent que des carottes
A moins que tu t’appelles Bugs Bunny dans une bande animée
Mince comme une image qu’on tente de réanimer
C’est le son de la machine

Les fils s’enfoncent jusqu’au fond de tes racines
Les crèmes de beauté rongent ta mélamine
Ça m’énerve, je ne tire pas du plomb mais j’ai la mine
Ceci c’est pour les Jenny, les Manon, les Mélanie
Toute la gente féminine, aux ongles vernis, mes amis
Y a une couche de mensonge dans la publicité
Pour les gars aussi mais vous vous êtes le public ciblé
[Chorus]
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça

[Verse 3]
À l’école t’es découragé, t’as des échecs en maths
Déjà, le conseiller te dit que t’es Échec et Mat
T’envies ton voisin parce que ses parents lui achètent un Mac
Les tiens sont cassés, attendent le prochain chèque en mars
Ils t’ont dit que c’est la vie, que c’est la destinée
Décidée par le Messie, Dieu merci, je me suis pas résigné
Les grands savent tout, ils ignorent beaucoup
Dire qu’avant, c’était des hippies qui disaient Peace & Love, c’est fou
Ils étaient libres, ils aimaient rôder
Pas se faire interroger, numéroter comme des livres
Autour du feu, ils avaient les mains jointes
Mais l’ancien système voulait du neuf han han
Donc la jeunesse s’est fait lobotomiser et dépend de la loto, le 9 à 5
Et le 9-1-1
Petit Tom, change ton monde, écoute pas tout ce qu’on dit
Branche tes écouteurs sur ton coeur et trouve ton beat !
[Chorus]
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça
Le monde est à l’envers, moi j’reste droit
Le monde a changé, moi j’change pas
Mais faut pas s’en faire, c’est fait comme ça, ça, ça, ça, ça

Marathonmann – Camera Obscura Lyrics

Ist das ein Traum
Oder die Wirklichkeit
Ist das die Lüge die du lebst
Oder die Wahrheit die du suchst
Ist das die Ruhe vor dem Sturm
Oder das Seil, das reißt
Sind das die Regeln für ein Spiel
Was keiner spielen will

Ist das der Glaube
An die Unsterblichkeit
Oder die Suche
Nach einer Menschlichkeit
Sind das die Regeln für ein Spiel

Oder das Seil, das reißt
Ist das der längst vergessene Traum
Oder dein Selbstmitleid?

Ist das der Glaube an den Wunsch oder der Wunsch zu glauben?
Ist das der Glaube an den Wunsch oder der Wunsch zu glauben?
Ist das der Glaube an den Wunsch oder der Wunsch zu glauben?
Ist das der Glaube an den Wunsch oder der Wunsch zu glauben?

Leoni – Will Robinson Lyrics

Meu coração é uma cidade pequena
Com muitas certezas e pouco espaço
Pra direita, um rio, pra esquerda, um morro
E, entre eles, limito os meus passos
Já você prefere sempre as alturas
Sem rumo preciso e sem gravidade
Sempre que eu te sigo, eu juro que me sinto
Um adolescente perdido no espaço
Medo e vertigem
Will Robinson, Will Robinson
Medo e vertigem
Já não vejo a Terra, já não vejo mais
Medo e vertigem

Will Robinson, Will Robinson
Medo e vertigem
Eu rezo a Deus para voltar
Já faz um tempo que eu vivo olhando s estrelas
Morrendo de medo das suas idéias
Você vem com a lua que me enche o quarto
E aparece quando eu menos espero
E toda nova lua cheia que chega
Me prendo na cama e estendo meus braços
Quero mas não quero, é sempre tão confuso
Um adolescente perdido no espaço

Upchurch – Huckleberry Lyrics

[Intro]
Son, I've been in the woods for like a week
Smokin' weed and gettin' back to myself
Hehe, ha ha ha, yeah
Church
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Get the Yoder, load the axes, chop the world right off it's axis
I stumbled up in this bitch and I ain't even need no practice
Babe Ruth is foul ball, son you know I'm always catchin' those
Amphibious with flows like I run the game with webbed toes
Yeah there that boy go, rooster necklace all gold
Diamonds in that mug cost more than the truck he drive yo
Damn straight motherf*cker, my career come from the dirt
The same grain I got them maters from to add to my Bud Light son
Don't get me piped up, Chattanooga shine son
Gettin' drunk like a farmer, put the V8 in the mud
f*ck it, let it get stuck, get the tractor for the truck
Life's a wench in a rut, if you gotta crank it up

[Chorus]
I'll be your Huckleberry, I'll be your dark and scary
I'll be your man of the hour, Mr. Church don't sour
And I'll be those KC lights in a poor boy's truck
Granddaddy's gun in a 1500
A son of a bitch and a crazy motherf*cker
[Verse 2]
Man I love that feelin' of blue lights on a Friday
One lane, one way, no way, roll a J
In my Carhartt toboggan, and I be flexin' like my driveway
It's a runway, f*ck Hollywood the long way
I got dirt in my nails and there's nails in my dirt
Run barefoot behind me and your feet gon' hurt
My little piggy hit the market, your little piggy look whacked off
Y'all country but can't even get the blade up in the hacksaw

Chop wood for the Gram let the wood get wet
I got ricks stacked up, with a tarp on it bitch
If you see me swingin' the axe it ain't because of bonfires
It's 'cause I went crazy and live in a house made of cross ties

[Chorus]
I'll be your Huckleberry, I'll be your dark and scary
I'll be your man of the hour, Mr. Church don't sour
And I'll be those KC lights in a poor boy's truck
Granddaddy's gun in a 1500
A son of a bitch and a crazy motherf*cker

[Verse 3]
Mu-Mustang like a Socs, leather jacket like Dally
Outsider of my town, switchblade in my jacket
They don't make that Sodapop pop, no carbonation added
River water in my veins to muddy water I'm an addict
Raisin' hell like I planted devil seeds then I grew it
Oh wait that's weed, hah damn I feel stupid
Devil's lettuce on the ranch I wish the ghost could be some peppers
Peter Piper picked a Chevy, now his truck is full of bad bitches
I'm rockin' rags up on these riches
Built my house in all these ditches
Instead of leavin' my home town
I settled down and now I f*cks with it
It's Mr. Cheatham County, talk slow, rap fluid
Spit flames so much you think I drink starter fluid
[Chorus]
I'll be your Huckleberry, I'll be your dark and scary
I'll be your man of the hour, Mr. Church don't sour
And I'll be those KC lights in a poor boy's truck
Granddaddy's gun in a 1500
A son of a bitch and a crazy motherf*cker