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Текст песни:

Ten years ago,
I got a call that nearly killed me,
Repeat yourself my hands are shaking,
When i was told,
My friend was gone,
I felt so guilty,
A thousand questions left unanswered.

I′ll bleed if you want me to,
I′ll serenade before i do,
I′ll bleed if you want me to.

On and on although you′re gone
Candles burn without a flame on
Our final call to you i know you′re listening
How could you leave us that way?
Where did you go, ten years today.

Ten years ago,
I stood beside the wood that held you,
I must sit down my legs are shaking,
We let you go,
With gifts of plectrums for your journey,
And melodies to help you on your way.

I′ll bleed if you want me to,
I′ll serenade before i do,
I′ll bleed if you want me to.

On and on although you′re gone
Candles burn without a flame on
Our final call to you i know you′re listening
How could you leave us that way?
Where did you go, ten years today.

@ Bullet For My Valentine

Текст песни:

What′s happening to me!?
I′m dying from the inside!
Body hurts too much to feel!

Pressure adds to pain!
Deliver us from evil!
Straying out of sanity!

Why cant you let me be!?
There′s nothing else important!
Does my mind mean more to you!?

Cause if I carry on!
Deliver us from evil!
Screaming for your vanity!

Will darkness turn to light!?
(WILL DARKNESS TURN TO LIGHT?!)
Can someone wake me from this nightmare

HERE! WE! GO! [X2]

The tank is empty, let it dry
I′m suffering
A passion ending, so the world sees you turning
The tank is empty, let it dry!

So now I hope you see!
I′m nothing more than human!
Making plans for enemies!

But here we go again!
Deliver us from evil!
Crawling back to insanity!

Will darkness turn to light!?
(WILL DARKNESS TURN TO LIGHT?!)
Can someone wake me from this nightmare

HERE! WE! GO! [X2]

[X2]
The tank is empty, let it dry
I′m suffering
A passion ending, so the world sees you turning
The tank is empty, let it dry

What′s happening to me...?
I′m dying from the inside...
Body hurts too much to feel...

Pressure adds to pain...
Deliver us from evil...
(From evil..)

Pressure adds to pain...
You′re evil...
We′re evil...
I′M EVIL!

Will darkness turn to light!?
(WILL DARKNESS TURN TO LIGHT?!)
Can someone wake me from this nightmare

HERE! WE! GO! [X2]

The tank is empty, let it dry
I′m suffering!

[X2]
The tank is empty, let it dry
I′m suffering
A passion ending, so the world sees you turning!

The tank is empty, let it dry!
(THE TANK IS EMPTY! LET IT DRY!)
I′m suffering (I′M SUFFERING!)
A passion ending, so the world sees you turning!
[Repeat till fade...]

@ Bullet For My Valentine

Текст песни:

I am what i am, so i,
Spit you out.

Do i cut the ties, or do it, hold on tight?
Time has come for me to realise,
All those things i loved i now despise.

But it′s my life, I′m taking back what′s mine,
It′s our time, to rise above, It′s my life,
I′m taking back what′s mine, It′s our time.

Your pictures on my wall,
With this around me i don′t feel it′s over,
I′ve never felt this way before,
With you around me i don′t feel it′s over.

I am what i am, so i, spit you out.
Can you justify how i,
The time has come for me to realise,
All those things i loved i now despise.

But it′s my life, I′m taking back what′s mine,
It′s our time, to rise above, It′s my life,
I′m taking back what′s mine, It′s our time.

Your pictures on my wall,
With this around me i don′t feel it′s over,
I′ve never felt this way before,
With you around me i don′t feel it′s over now.

I know you′re faking,
You try to get me back,
I know you′re faking it.


@ Bullet For My Valentine

Текст песни:

Turn it up (ha ha ha)
Flimode (ha ha ha)
Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)

Chorus:

All night
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south,
we make ya wave your hands up high
Light L′s and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
All night
To my niggas and my bitches get money
If ya running with me
Wave your hands up high
A yo I can′t see y′all
You know we hang out in the streets y′all
All night

Yes yes y′all
I be the god up in the flesh y′all
Bless y′all
With nothing but the best y′all
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y′all
Bitches, you know the street shit caress y′all
Sex y′all
And put a bounce up in your breast y′all
Yes y′all we about to taste the success y′all
And quiz niggas like a fucking drug test y′all
And check y′all
And let the livest niggas step in
I keep the burner, what you think I′m turning mine in?
What the fuck,
Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front
And let me give y′all niggas just what you want
More fire for ya fresh off the press
Shit blazing to death
Bitches lust talking under they breath
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest
Or get a hole in your chest
Who in this motherfucker
Take you a guess

Chorus

Yeah-Yeah All my niggas
Yeah-yeah all my bitches
Yeah-yeah all my thugs
Yeah-yeah all my soldiers
Yeah-yeah all my honeys
Yeah-yeah all my playas
Yeah-yeah all my live niggas c′mon
Yeah-yeah
The grand finale y′all
Put it down and always repping for my family y′all
What, lets form a nation wide rally y′all
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y′all
Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga
And how it′s hard to figure out my next step nigga
So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down
The way I mash down
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down
Don′t speak unless you′re spoken to
Get broke in two
Flipmode we be the chosen few
Yeah nigga entrap y′all
I know some niggas that′ll clap y′all
And strap y′all
Up to a post and back slap y′all
Put y′all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y′all
That′s the hap′s that make niggas take forever naps y′all
Strap y′all all up inside of your seatbelts
The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga
Now or never
Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Beretta
Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head
With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread
With all the blood that we bled
See we was broke, now we flossing instead
The shit I drop will never leave you mislead
Might leave you tired of bed
Shit ain′t over till′ the party is dead

Chorus: repeat 2X

Yeah all my live bitches let me see you just
Wave your hands up high
And all my niggas running around getting pussy
All night

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[Busta Ryhmes]
Attention please, attention please!!
This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed!
Motherfuckerrrrrrrrrr! Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah!
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck

Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now?
(What you want want want want want want BUCK BUCK)

ANTE UP!! No, cut that fool!
They want to act stupid gun-butt that fool
When I cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels
′fore we fuck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga
Hunt you down nigga, run your ass down
Unleash the hounds til them niggaz′ll gun your ass down (STOP IT)
You frontin like this was a thing of the past
With tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass!
My niggaz think lopsided, bust they gat cross-sided
In the subways they rob trains runnin along-side it!
(BUCK BUCK) See motherfucker we don′t play with that shit
And if you want your shit back you had to PAY for that shit!
You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room niggaz
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggaz
We takin your whole shit WHILE WE PASS THROUGH
Even the shirt off your back, nigga RUN THAT TOO

[Remi Martin]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the Escalade
You think you cute hoe? Take off them Gucci shades
I get my dogs to do you dirty, they all seven-thirty
Rock a ski-mask, whether it′s June or February
I take your show money (OHH!) take your ′dro money (OHH!)
Yo yap that fool, cause I don′t know money!
For my peeps that hat

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

Baby
Ladies
Fellas
Are you ready?
Lets dance
Baby
I know you like me (I know you like me)
I know you do (I know you do)
That’s why whenever I come around
She′s all over you (she′s all over you)
I know you want it (I know you want it)
It′s easy to see (it′s easy to see)
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be fucking me (babe)
[refrain:]
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone (leave it alone)
Cause if it ain′t love
It just aint enough to leave my happy home (my happy home)
Let′s keep it friendly (let′s keep it friendly)
You have to play fair (you have to play fair)
See I dont care
But I know
She ain′t gonna wanna share
[refrain:]
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha
I know I′m on your mind
I know we′d have a good time
I′m your friend
I′m fun
And I′m fine
I ain’t lying
Look at me shine
You ain’t blind (you aint blind)
I know I′m on your mind
I know we’d have a good time
I′m your friend
I′m fun
And I′m fine
I ain’t lying
Look at me shine
You ain’t blind
I know she loves you (I know she loves you)
So I understand (I understand)
I′d probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime (maybe next lifetime)
Possibly (possibly)
Until then no friend possibly
Is a drag for me
[refrain:]
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?
Don′t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don′t cha
Don′t cha


@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

Verse 1:

Before I set it off and show what I′m gonna do to ya
Possess the bomb chocolate from off Lynden and Utica
My real live niggas in the place and no queen
Wave your splif high son
Fuck the bullshit
When your arms are open
My palms release the bomb
Reviving the alarm
My word is bond
Scream at niggas through the intercom
Up to date, let′s roller skate
Yo my whole squad smoking aint straight unless we smoking at eight
High rate, I always produce the potion
Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there′s to much smoke up in your eye
Keep it swingin listen to all of my bells ringin
My get high has niggas wantin to start singin
And this goes out to those that smoke out the bong
And all my bitches in the place who roll they own draws

Chorus: repeat 2X

Buy a nickel bag
Smoke a little lye
Get high tonight
Get high tonight

Verse 2:

Yo, bounce back you just caught the contact african black overreact
Charge
I′m bout to bench the whole wack must interact on every track
Blow this spot down niggas break fool and smoke across the world almanac
My sons that don′t smoke and get high
drinkin Cognac, Hennesey, Cristal but wait
What′s goin on with dat?
With the deal done sometimes I sip Jamaican white rum
Taste with a little milk, I know y′all niggas want some
Represent where you from needing some tic tacs and gum
So a nigga breath don′t blahhh!!!
Get high, then i get fly
When i be shopping at the atrium
Smoking in the center of Yankee stadium
Stand strong, yes we rock on and on
The Flipmode stamps all of my songs
They get a place them niggas must perfrom
Smoke till your brain fry
So high you can′t open your eye
My niggas need to just

Chorus 5X

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[ft. Flipmode Squad, Mariah Carey]

Yeah
Shorty I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain′t gonna hold out either
I′ma give it all to you baby
It′s on, bust it

[Chorus: 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

1- Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
I know what you want

You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
As long as you want
You know I got it

2- Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
I know what you want
You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
As long as you want
You know I got it

[Verse 1: Spliff Star]
We been together for a few years
Shared a few tears
Called each other nicknames
Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear
I′m always on the road
I′m hardly ever home
Always busy this busy that
Can′t talk on the phone
I know you aggrevated
Walk around frustrated
Ya patience gettin′ short
How long can you tolerate it
Listen ma I′m just motivated
I do this for us
Step on the grind tryin′ to elevate it now

[Verse 2: Baby Sham]
Hey yo to really be honest
You stuck with me through my whole struggle
Can′t express the words
How much the kid loves ya
I′ma stand as a man never above ya
I can tell that you different from most
Slightly approach you
And that ill shit about it
We gon′ sex every day
But when we sex we tease
In a passionate way
I love the way you touch it
Those little elaborate ways
Got the guard feelin′ released
To relax for the day
It′s on you ma

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Shh, mami listen
I feel ya love for me baby
And how it move through you
I been longin′ for the moment
To talk the truth to you
Listen, I′m never home
I always get up and go
Puttin′ you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro
I never meant to put a thousand pounds
Of stress on ya head
I love the way we sleep
And always cuddle in bed
Baby, I stay embracin′ ya patience
Sheddin′ ya tears with me
I ask you my mami
Please continue to bear with me

[Verse 4: Rah Digga]
We started out broke
Constantly on a roll
Cuttin′ up in the streets like we would never get old
Went from Lucy′s and buses to sixty cent sodas
And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers
Mad years passed
Still got each other back
Word is bond never screw none of these industry cats
We like Scull and Mulder
Walkin′ shoulder to shoulder
Milkin′ this game watchin′ our seeds gettin′ older

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 5: Busta Rhymes]
Yes you know I′ll die for you
And ya know I′ll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you

[Verser 6: Mariah Carey]
I will climb a mountain high
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me
This is where your love is supposed to be

[Verse 7 : Rampage]
I pull up to the house in a pink Lamborghini
It′s been a few months in PA you haven′t seen me
Ya lookin′ good in that Gucci bikini
38 carats ya ring lookin′ freezy
No matter what I do in the world you never leave me
Fall back ma I′ll make ya lifestyle easy
I appreciate the things ya do to please me
Lookin′ at my daughter you′ll never do me greasy

Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey

Flipmode Records, J Records
Def Jam Records
Busta Rhymes...Mariah
Flipmode Squad, yeah
So beautiful
Ah-ha I knew you was gon′ give me that high note
Mariah
Ah-ha-ha yeah

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

-rampage intro talk-

Yeah, niggas want to talk shit.. in the muthafucking room
I got something for your motherfucking ass...check it out

-rampage verse-

Rampage I’m coming express through your chest
In the lex-gs, stop talking bs
My watch is still flooded
850 for the budget
Im rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme then stab
Send their rusty ass friend to the lab
You’s a crab, I take mines off the top like fab
Hit you with a jab for the 98
Number one in billboard with the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get scrape
Rampage alexander the great
-1st rampage chorus-
What
Better run for cover for it’s too late
What
You know we got it locked way out of state
What
-rah digga verse-
Now whose the chick to come ice the cake
Put it through everybody on my licence plate (aight)
Ripping mc’s then got a rap chick fiending (fiending)
Celine type creaming (creaming)
Make them rappers poof like them crackers did keenen
Meaning I run that, waiting on mine like I’m the ll comeback
Wack rappers crawled out from holes
Now you souped cuz you slithered up the todem pole
Flipmode squad affiliate of of time-warner
Send all you punks back to decorate the corner
-second rampage chorus-
Better run for cover for it’s too late
What
You know we got it locked way out of state
What
-spliff star-
Now baby sham take the safety off hold
-baby sham verse-
There’s alot of fake cats that jump in their mans rolls
Come to my show with these fake wallos
Turqoise hid invoiced with plans to blow
See me backstage with the gauge upholds my pantsleg
Hand made suits contracts is in the briefcase
Life negotiate so when I split these pies
Im sexing your dime
Flow for flow batteling rhymes
Talking some crime
Now I gotta split your time (what what)
Get your shit pushed back like these seats recline (yeah)

-repeat second rampage chorus-

-spliff star verse-
Sliff star throw on my scully tipping my brim (uh huh)
Stand on the street corner scuffing up my timbs
Take off my jacket
Pack the four fith cause a racket (thats right)
Freaky fella
Jimmy swaggert (wha)
Kill a sucka
Brothers had it (ha)
Contradiction crucifiction
False leadership richard nixon
Bouncing and switching the lanes all up in the range
Heres a fifty for twenty dollars of gas gimme my change!

-repeat second rampage chorus 2x-

-lord have mercy verse-
Hey it’s the worlds famous international
Sinner irational (ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves (*wolf howl*)
Masterful bash skulls
Crack axles peel out in black fords (*tire screech*)
Splatter brains on dashports
Start anthrax wars
See’s cast like task force die on a cross (ha)
July 4th blow your hands off (blaaoow!)
Special delivery
Jam cause with ghetto misery when I’m killabrese of canine
Last name heard it through the grapevine
Killing your blood millineum bug
United states divide with hate crimes
Roll snake eyes
In the concrete jungle of hell
While lord have stays super like the son of jor-el

-rampage chorus changed order-
What
You know we got it locked way out of state
What
Better run for cover for it’s too late
What
You know we got it locked way out of state
What

-busta rhymes verse-
I be the last nigga
The quick to bust your ass niggas
Do anything in this world to get the cash niggas
I might even get mad and even slash niggas
Rob them and get away in a car and crash niggas
Whats the world gonna do when I drop the smash nigga
Iron all in your face don’t make me pull the trigga
Another reason for me to have to poor my own swigga
Thought I was posing for word up but a fed took my picture
Surgeon general I represent the underneath
The ask for shit beef
The worlds greatest fucking thief
Brick layer hardcore smash your front teeth
Wilding it straight giving their mother mad grief
Rob a nigga strip him down leave him in his briefs
Do so much dirt the priest asked me to turn another leaf
Made the priest flip change his whole belief
Started wildin in the club with them niggas starting beef
Act fool

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

Good afternoon mr. mangini (good afternoon)
Yeah, I’ve got ahh.. three problems in my class (mmmhmm)
The first one is the dinco d (yeah right)
He’s always zoning out, spacing (put him in detention!)

[dinco d]
Don’t ring the bell I’m not comin to class
Teachers bein preachers how the hell can I pass?
First day of school and would zone to the rear
With a blind spot view and a one leg chair
I asked when what when what when class ends
The teacher points at the door: "go be with your friends!"
Yup! my rep was in effect to keep in step
So I stopped to drop bombs for a check
Cause all I learned was when where why what and who
And then I asked "do you think this is true? "
Out! like a strike that’s three and a number
Public education is makin some dumber
Further and further away, doin it out of sight
In a year the young, teacher should teach right
No class for a pupil without a pass but gun
Back in to pass but now in ninety-one
B-ball wavin pom-poms to cheers
Screaming for the team, who asks "where do we go from here? "

Second problem is the c brown (yeah right? )
He’s always playing kazoos (uh-huh) making outrageous noises (right)
Ad-libs... what should I do with him? (yo put him in detention too!)

[charlie brown]
Welllll, how now brown cow?
Make the girls go oooh-ahh-oooh-ahh!
School is shaky, sometimes flaky
Plenty frustrating, cheesy and cake-y
Why? ahh why? ahh
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... I was never on time
Always cuttin, goin to the gym
Stem and then I hear it’s him
The one, the one, c bro wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn
This extra curriculum is beating them down
Ask the teachers, to teach me somethin
I can use, because they’re teachin me nothin
I tried to comply his lies, never dies
Insides, so I replied
"what about life? the real (the real)
Uncut uncensored deal (deal)"
I must not go ahh in class
I won’t pass, at last for the blast
Stop the brainwash, hang out to dry
Nonsense I’m convinced it’s lies
Truth to the youth is necessary
Important? damn! I’d say very
March! hut one hut two!
C’mon, march! hut three hut four!
I’d say just educate yourself
Don’t depend on your school for help
Read and write, cause it’s, evidence
Cause teachers, yo, they be teachin us nonsense

Now last but not least it’s a busta rhymes
(yeah I know which one you’re talking about)
He’s always talking to the girls, talking in class
Starting trouble, throwin spitballs
(yeah he’s a hardcore problem, uhh... detention!)

[busta rhymes]
Yo!! wake up in the morning to a big fat wow!
Gotta get to school, on time anyhow!
In school, the brainwash epidemic
Gotta hit em back with a rhyme calisthetic
Got enough beef with the kids who be switchin
Now I’m in school, and yo the teacher starts riffin
This and that, and yo it’s all irrelevant
As I get older gotta build my own intelligence
Teacher, what are you doin
Is it my rhymes that you’re really tryin to ruin
Back of the class then I come forth
The water lies between us, it’s time to cross
Me being the younger, him the elder
If we were in a war, he thinks I surrender
Kids on the block just scramblin ahhh
Cause the teacher’s in class just babblin oooh
They’re teachin nonsense, teachin total nonsense
Then they wonder why we so disobedience
Huh, he tried to break my back
Huh, I come, like black on the attack
Young and the restless, teacher don’t test this
If you try to front, you’ll be sure to get this
Pow boom bang, straight to the grill
Teach the truth yo, relax and chill
Pronunciation, vexed I’m pissed
Yo my man you better stop teachin us that nonsense
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
There it go like that!

Alright mr. mangini, aahh, what do you suggest that we do
About busta rhymes, charlie brown, and dinco d?
(those three problems? they’re never gonna amount to anything anyway
Throw em all out, expel em)

Hell no! we won’t go! *repeat and fade*

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[dinco d]
It was a nice sunny day until the heat we fell victim
Sex on our minds while I was in her system
Girls with them beatiful, fellas the same
A freak said "hi" and we all yelled "train!"
So we continue on our mission to get some poonanie!
The girl we just met is not worth the money!
She’s just hot and ready to serve
Three cool swell brothers who had the nerve
To approach her, throat her, along with the action
She said it’s cool making love in this fashion

Trains, planes, and automobiles
It’s all in the same it’s how the wheels turn (repeat 2x)

[charlie brown]
Engine number one! (yes engine number two? )
Yo tell me what’s the problem! (don’t you think you can solve them? )
Of course I can (I know you can) we know you can!
So I prepare to make a dance to prove that I’m the man
At first she said "i’m not with the amtrak"
Gently I convinced her to lay upon her back
All aboard! the brothers coming in, I heard the jigga jigga
So let the fun begin
She got to ride the shotgun dropping off next stop!
On and on, but it still ain’t enough
I guess it’s left up to engine number three
(to get what? ) what? to get aboard those

Trains, planes, and automobiles
It’s all in the same it’s how the wheels turn (repeat 2x)

[busta rhymes]
Got on the train and rode the express (yeah rode the express)
? ? ? in the clit of pure bliss
Slim trim, that’s what I want to get hitting (some trim)
And knock the boots off of the slim thing, where did you get in?
>from the jeep counter and that was it
She felt against my skin, so once I was ready to begin
To blow up the engine (engine)
A let my best friends ride on the train
(the train!) the train (the train!)
The ch-ch-ch-ch-ch train! c’mon, c’mon

[interlude from grandmaster flash’s "superrappin’"]
Huh! take the train, take the train, take the train!
Huh! take the train, take the train, take the train!
It was a party night and every was breaking
The eyes was screaming and the bass was shaking
And it won’t be long til everybody knows
That (milo’s) on the beatbox, knowing that (milo’s) on the beatbox!
Knowing that (milo’s) on the beatbox. gooooooooing...
And, and, and, and, sha-nah-nah!

Get ’em up, move ’em in, get ’em out, move ’em out!
Trains, plane, and automobiles
Get ’em up, move ’em in, get ’em out, move ’em out!
Trains, plane, and automobiles

[dinco d]
As I return on my return trip
I had to roll and make this girl flip
So I said, "fellas? " (yeah? )
Should I do it like this? (no!) like that? (no!)
Then why is she yelling "go dinco go!"
Sweating the pain off, letting it drain off
Feeling relaxed as my thing went soft
Never the measure, this is the pleasure
Are you gonna ride again?

[charlie brown]
Yo, never!
Never I’ll take your advice
But let me get off my rock, homeslice
Time was just not on my side
Hour after hour it was a long ride
Thinking how I got in so deep
My lolipop shop just would not sleep
Rocking the body in and out like a party
Screaming and creaming, "come on charlie!"
Cause (charlie says!) I love to rock the body
(charlie says!) it really rings a bell
(charlie says!) I love to rock the house now
Yo busta rhymes throw down!

[busta rhymes]
The train was worth the long trip
I threw the rough rider with the broad hip
Plugged it in and broke the backbone
Like sea to the salt, yo, players grow
Just by adding a little bit of fluid
Busta rode endless to the cut is chewing
Riding and riding, slipping and sliding
The bulletproof board is a ? ? ? combining
In the calm invasion of me and you
One plus one, it equals two
After I did what I had to do
Then subtracted me and I jetted on you, honey
You, yeah you, baby

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

Flipmode motherfuckas
Flipmode motherfuckas
What the fuck you want
What the fuck nigga
What you want
What the fuck nigga (We gon hit it down like this nigga what)
Check it out
I be
Testing your fate and wrecking your face
Invading your space
And watch the tables turn like you′re trading a place
I pull stunts like evil kadeival
Me and my people fly like an eagle
And blow your entire cathingil
Hurry hurry
Don′t worry worry
Hit y′all with a flurry flurry of jazz
Leaving y′all niggas blurry blurry
Brew up some shit like I′m cooking for y′all
When I′m done then I come looking for y′all
(Huh huh hold up hold up)
Federal cases cause nuff bodies end up in medical places
In they blood finding them chemical traces
Leaving special investigators going through skeptical phases
While we getting money the decimal changes
I was a seven-day affentice apprentice
Now I strike with a vengeance
Blowing the door right up off of the hinges
This be that put you out of your misery song
And make you ask your man is this the joint he dissing me on
That′s when I ask
Chorus:
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga
Moving your muscle and doing the hustle
See nowadays we getting money like rustle
Who really wanna tussle
Challenge the super saber in a nigga
Blast the challenger way out of space like Galica nigga
Battle star Galactica cross my diameter nigga
Derange your whole circular shape into triangular nigga
Yo
So what it was my fault
That I had to bring this shit to a screaming halt
What you need to do is open up the vault
That′s why I make sure that my vest will be on
So when I blast you and your additional stress will be gone
Then I sprinkle just a little bit of salt on your plans
And watch your shit shrivel up right in the palm of my hands
I ain′t afraid of ya
But I thank all of my niggas for saving ya
I was about to take you back
To when your mother was making ya
Clapping you up
Slapping you up
Trapping you up
Holding you hostage
Duck taping and Saran wrapping you up
Yo
First she was sober
I smell aroma
Put you in a Trans
And slip into an irreversible coma
Fuck y′all cubic zirconium niggas it′s over
Closing in on all y′all niggas
While we′re moving in a little closer
Then I evaluate and elaborate
Confiscate your shit and dare your ass to retaliate
That′s when I ask
Chorus (2x)

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

I can′t believe what my girlfriend did today
She screamed so loudly then she turned away

Why did she cut me down to size?
She left me wondering
Can I do it right?

[Chorus:]

What am I gonna do now the games up?
Can′t get her off that′s kinda rough
She better not tell my mates today
So baby tell me now
Do I need to measure?
Cos′ I′m feeling under pressure
I′m just hoping that the fear will go away
Don′t wanna be a fake

I woke up in a sweat felt a disgrace
She looks so beautiful love on her face
Feeling stupid all on my own
I put it down to experience coz now I′ve grown

[Chorus:]

What am I gonna do now the games up?
Can′t get her off that′s kinda rough
She better not tell my mates today
So baby tell me now
Do I need to measure?
Cos′ I′m feeling under pressure
I′m just hoping that the fear will go away
Don′t wanna be a fake

Don′t wanna be a fake
It′s quite uncanny
Cos′ my favourite film is "when Harry met Sally"
Now we′re finished there′s no way
We′re ever gonna be ok
Don′t wanna be a fake
How low can I go?
You might find me reading Cosmo
But when I′m finished
You know, that you gonna wanna be with me
Gonna wanna be with me
Gonna wanna be with me

Gotta girl on my sofa
getting undressed
I gotta know can I deliver
Cos′ I′m feeling stressed

What am I gonna do is my game up?
I′ve got the goods is that enough?
There′s almost nothing left to say
So wish me luck not gonna run
The final countdown has begun
Not gonna see or hear them laughing in my face

[Chorus:]

What am I gonna do now the games up?
Can′t get her off that′s kinda rough
She better not tell my mates today
So baby tell me now
Do I need to measure?
Cos′ I′m feeling under pressure
I′m just hoping that the fear will go away
Don′t wanna be a fake

@ Busted

Текст песни:

Вещие сны – память моя
Древние тайны гордо хранят
В посохе твёрдом, в золоте рун,
В птичьих полётах, в голосе струн
Песнь вольных ветров
В тишине звёздных ночей,
Средь снежных лесов
И долов
Вновь млечным путём мне лететь
В стае звёздной от заката
До рассвета
Тень – душа моя,
Следуй за мной слепо,
Смерть очистит нас,
Пусти меня в небо
Хорс! Я снова первый,
В тьме тропою скверны
Зверь в душе навечно,
Бег судьбе навстречу
Я воин егорьевской стаи,
Я пастырь звёздных волков,
Я сокол с крыльями врана,
Хранитель небесных коров
Однажды, бег свой замедлив,
Я к солнцу лицом обращусь,
И пламени алых рассветов
В обличье людском поклонюсь
Пускай скимен-зверь содрогнётся,
Вновь чуя рождение того,
Кто станет вершить волю предков
На злую погибель его
Так мне ль, сыну мудрого змея,
Волхву древних капищ лесных,
Бояться ворогов тёмных,
Лютующих в землях моих?

@ Butterfly Temple

Текст песни:

I’m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all of my childish fears… Гримасы на серых лицах, как база в твоем аккаунте
И вроде масса довольных, но все же хочется плакать.
Смотри я в океане — капля и рядом малекулы
И вроде близкие люди, но все таки предали.
Я в твоем доме кирпичь, тебе вроде привычно
Или я вроде дичи, для тебя как добыча.
Без меня дом не рухнет, так же спальня и кухня.
Только сквозняк с утра ударит, когда ветер подует.
Не место треску посуды, поступки дерзки и глупы
Несколько минут, часов, потом несколько суток.
Считаю время от встречи до встречи
Время не лечет.
Время дает понять, что дорожить мне больше нечем.
Поздно… Поздно,
но сердце говорит «постой, хватит мелочится!»
Мелом белым напишу нашу историю,
Но для того чтобы забыть старые картины
Уровень алкоголя в крови превысит допустимое.
Я тебе необходим, ты мне необходима… This pain is just too real When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears
And I’ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me… Слышу по голосу, тебя я вижу по глазам.
Когда ты рядом, мне не важно, что за полоса
Черная пусть или белая, ведь как бы жизнь не вертела
Мы пообещали быть вместе до конца…
Медленно падают дни, судьба в ошибках винит
И я не знаю как тебе все это объяснить…
Когда рука сжимает сердце и голос ласкает слух
Я понимаю, что выбрал именно ту…
И тут ты и я, и тут наши глаза горят
Это любовь, что захотят у нас отнять…
И ценными станут секунды касанием глаз
Дыханием сливая нас, как рассказ фантаста.
Мы станем главными героями,
Ускоренно пройдя через горы и вскоре
Мы возродимся новыми
И снова пальцы скрестив пройдем сквозь сложности.
Представь, ведь нам еще своих детей растить…
И эти слезы счастья и эта радость — незаменимы
Ведь мы с тобой неделимы.
И это все что необходимо когда
Я тобой любим, а ты мною любима… All of me…

@ ByRone

Текст песни:

Stop thinkin people′s on your jock
Tryna act like you got money but you at the bus stop
Oh please stop doin what you do
Cause ain′t nobody lookin at you
[two times]

oh oh no no here we go again (again)
oh oh no, oh no
stop doin what you do cause ain′t nobody lookin at you

[1st verse]
When I pulled up in my ride it was four fly girls sittin on the side
So I glanced to my left and I winked my eye but they wasn′t lookin
our way
So I rolled over there and tried to spit but the main pigeon was
tryna diss
So I stepped to my right and said excuse me miss but ain′t nobody
talkin to you so

Stop thinkin people′s on your jock
Tryna act like you got money but you at the bus stop
Oh please stop doin what you do
Cause ain′t nobody lookin at you
[two times]

[chorus twice]
oh oh no no here we go again
seen you at the bus stop chillin wit ya friends
oh no you thought I was tryna get wit you
but I was really lookin at your friend
(I really want the digits from your friend)

[2nd verse]
When i pulled up the light was red
Romeo hit the brakes and then he said
Look at the girl in the pink
b2k what you think
I said she look real cute in them jeans
Had me and my boys startin to fiend
So she turned around I said turn back around
But you ain′t what I′m lookin for

Stop thinkin people′s on your jock
Tryna act like you got money but you at the bus stop
Oh please stop doin what you do
Cause ain′t nobody lookin at you
[two times]

[repeat chorus twice]

[third verse]
Baby girl you can stay confused
Cause I′m not talkin to you
You′re not tight not right not my type so take a hike don′t like
Don′t like the way you fight wit me
Wit your vibe you can′t get
Wit no guy so don′t try
Don′t try

[repeat chorus]

Stop thinkin people′s on your jock
Tryna act like you got money but you at the bus stop
Oh please stop doin what you do
Cause ain′t nobody lookin at you

[repeat chorus]

@ B2K