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Текст песни:

(Queen + Paul Rodgers)

They were born with the knowledge of the struggle to survive
They were raised learning only ways to stay alive
Their language is the language of the bullets and the gun
If you see them coming, babe you′d better run

Here come the warboys
Here come the warboys

Well they look so pretty as they march and drill
It′s such a pity that they′re dressed to kill
See them marching two by two
When it all comes down, they know exactly what to do

Here come the war, war, warboys
Warboys, children and their toys
Warboys, make a lot of noise
Warboys, when the lightning explodes
I pray for your soul...

Well they look so fierce, gonna tear out your heart
When they get near, gonna see what they got
Hold on to your soul, friend of mine
I′ll see you in hell, some other time

Here come the warboys, warboys
Mmm...
Warboys, warboys

@ Queen

Текст песни:

I put a spell on you, yeah
because you′re mine
oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

You better stop the things you do, hey
I ain′t lying no I ain′t lying
You know I can′t stand it
You running around, you know better baby
I can′t stand ′cause you put me down

I put a spell on you
′cause you′re mine

Spoken
Come on now Herbie. Come on dig in baby.

Come on now dig in, dig in babe.

You can′t leave me baby for I love you, I love you, I love you
Oh I love you anyhow
And I don′t care if you don′t want me
I′m your′s right now hear me

I put a spell on you ay ye hey
I put a spell on you
Oh do you hear me now I put a spell on you hey
Because you′re... you′re mine yeah
Mine

Spoken
You′re mine baby

Because you′re mine

@ Queen Latifah

Текст песни:

[Pen whispers "I Reps" while DJ Clue is talking]



[DJ Clue]

William nigga

Yeah!DJ Clue, Desert Storm, you know how we do things

Q-u-double-e- radio

And the question of the day,

Is who, and what you rep

Caller number 1, you on the line



[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Ayo its P, big chunky 40 inch chains

I could fuck your woman, but I perfer brains

I could duff you out wit guns and bang

I′ma certified, bonofied, Mobb Nigga man

This ain′t no ′87 rap battle

This is 2001, bloodsport, nigga i′ll get at you

This is criminal shit, I′m so infamous

I′m so gangsta, these niggas be nervous

When we pop up, ya knees lock up

Ya stomach catch butterflies

And ya heart pumps

Suppose to be scared, suppose to be ′wared

When you see me get the fuck out my way

Nigga I′m in here

And I ain′t come for the glamour and glitz

I came to fuck you up bad, get drunk, and find me a bitch

So where you at girl, holla at the kid

′Fore I slay one of these lame niggas in here, straight up



[DJ Clue]

Yeah, Caller number two

You on the line



[Verse 2: Queen Pen]

I got some raps for the streets

My niggas pack the heats

My soldiers on the corner crushin up green meat

For all the generations, and mothers ridin the trains

To work for y′all crackers, for that bullshit pay

I reps for my head that cops his weight

That take trips uptown just to cop his haze

I rep for them chicks givin brain in the rain

That ain′t scared to be a freak, for the right pay

I gots to rep for my familys thats stricten wit pain

For buryin they boys to soon for this game

I rep for my panthers thats locked away

And???sittin on deathrow countin down them days

I rep for y′all bitches that work lizzie bags

That sell hot shit, half price off of tags

I rep for them chicks that write they own shit

That live just like a live, to write they own shit

Its 2001 bitch, stop frontin

I rep for my baby mamas thats still walkin

I rep for them chicks collectin P.A.&Wic

Up in the hair and nail spots makin off the book chips

I rep body snactchers, loyaly over passion

I′m married to B.S.bitch, ain′t no question



[DJ Clue]

Caller number three, you on the line



[Verse 3: Cam′Ron]

I rep money dealers, girls step like, "Cam you rock a lotta Prada"

Look to her and said, "bitch I′m bout the dollar", holla

I don′t like it anways, I feel enscadas hotter

One get her, get her, good dog, got her, got her

Cam is in a Lincolns Clipse

Jakes hate belevdere, now y′all drinkin the shit

Please, oh my god brother, followin is not gutter

Its a major trend setter for you cock suckers

Insurance on my diamonds, my rocks covered

If I′m wit a bitch, believe me I do not love her

I′ma rap like a doobie and spliff

My Uzi a click, yeah I did a movie a flick

But I step to the director like, "look I′m not bitchin"

Understand this homeboy, I′m not snitchin

Killa Cam still be back in the hood

Back where I should, plus I can′t act that good

I could cook that coke, get them figures

I could bust that gat, strip some niggas

No homo, cause my life ain′t no motion picture

Motion trigger, I open livers, cock the pump

Pop the trunk, I drive em to the ocean nigga

Peal em apart, let em know you dealin wit sharks



Killa, P-Double, Queen Pen, Lee Low



[DJ Clue]

Yeah, DJ Clue

You know how we do things

Q-U-Double E radio

And the question of the day is

What you rep

@ Queen Pen

Текст песни:

Hey sister why you all alone?
I′m standing out your window
Hey little sister can I come inside there?

I want to show you all my love
I want to be the only one
I know you like nobody ever, baby

Little sister can′t you find another way?
No more living life behind a shadow (2x)

You whisper secrets in my ear
Slowly dancing cheek to cheek
Such a sweet thing when you open up, baby

They say I′ll only do you wrong
Come together cause I understand
Just who you really are yeah, baby

Little sister can′t you find another way?
No more living life behind a shadow (2x)


@ Queens of the Stone Age

Текст песни:

Nikki: "Hey, hey, listen to me!"

They′ve given me a mission
I don′t really know the game yet
I′m bent on submission
Religion is to blame
I′m the new messiah
Death Angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us

I′ve given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, you′ve got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave what′s now behind

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us

Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow

The system we learn says we′re equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Let′s tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, We′ll burn the White House down

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
[The word is all of us
Speak the Word
The word is all of us

Speak]


Mary worked the S&M shows in Times Square. At seventeen she met Father
William, who arranged her cloister with "Our Lady of Immaculate Pain."
A new life. A different way of living. Except for her debt with him,
Which was expected to be paid in full, weekly, "...on the altar.
Like a sacrifice."

When she was eighteen, Father William introduced her to a man named
Dr. X. Now she works for him.

@ Queensryche

Текст песни:

Это когда стучишь долго и нет ответа.
Это когда совсем ослеп от софитов света.
Это когда твоя лучшая песня спета.
И все это здесь и сейчас, а не потом и где-то.

Это когда стучишь долго и нет ответа.
Это когда совсем ослеп от софитов света.
Это когда твоя лучшая песня спета.
И все это здесь и сейчас...

Припев:
За грош, увы, не купишь чуда. Не остановишь мир войной.
Никто жалеть тебя не будет - baby boy, baby boy.

Это как делать бомбу и ошибиться.
Влюбиться так, чтоб на осколки о любовь разбиться.
Выбиться в люди и не стать *лядью,
Чтоб потом не рвать себе волосы прядь за прядью.

Это как выйти за черту и не остановиться.
Это как, если ты не хочешь, но придется биться.
Это так, когда зима заменила лето,
И ты не помнишь - кто ты, где ты.

За грош, увы...

Когда эта жизнь не играет - не имеет смысла.
Даже если повезет, ты угадаешь числа.
Ты хотел, чтоб всегда музыка звучала,
Но программа зависла...

Припев:
За грош, увы, не купишь чуда. Не остановишь мир войной.
Никто жалеть тебя не будет - baby boy, baby boy, baby boy, baby boy.

Не в каждой книге написана эта истина: (baby boy)
Люби себя, люби дальнего, люби ближнего, (baby boy)
Наполни голову добрыми мыслями.
Себя почувствуй хоть раз независимо.

Не в каждой книге написана эта истина:
Люби себя, люби дальнего, люби ближнего, (baby boy)
Наполни голову добрыми мыслями.
Себя почувствуй хоть раз независимо.

Припев:
За грош, увы, не купишь чуда. Не остановишь мир войной.
Никто жалеть тебя не будет - baby boy, baby boy, baby boy, baby boy.
Baby boy, baby boy. Baby boy...

@ Quest pistols

Текст песни:

Он не умрет и не заплачет
Профессиональный человек
Очень умен и очень опасен
Он знает где и с кем

Где и с кем,где и с кем,где и с кем
Профессиональный человек.

Профессиональный человек.

И сильные мысли его не оставят
И в сердце пустоты
Он независим, его не заставить
Сгореть или остыть

И остыть, и остыть, и остыть
Профессиональный человек

Профессиональный человек

Не стреляй,не стреляй,я не атакую
Наш потерянный рай без нас тоскует
Без нас тоскует
Без нас тоскует

Профессиональный человек

Профессиональный человек
Профессиональный человек
Профессиональный человек
Профессиональный человек

@ Quest pistols

Текст песни:

Ahora me doy cuenta que, después de tanto tiempo nada cambió

y sigue igual este sentimiento.

Sabes bien, desperté y no tengo que ocultar, lo que fue

recuerda bien hoy sólo quiero tratar de encontrarte

como siempre te soñé y sólo pensarte, como siempre imaginé

Yo sé que ahora es tarde ya, pero tú y yo sabemos que en realidad

queremos estar aún mucho más.

Sabes bien, desperté y no tengo que ocultar, lo que fue

recuerda bien hoy sólo quiero tratar de encontrarte

como siempre te soñé y sólo pensarte, como siempre imaginé

@ Qbo

Текст песни:

[Q-Tip]
"Yo. Niggas be on the mic, they be all serious...
I′d love to be serious but... effortless shit.
Effortless... effa-efortless. Mmm-hmm.
Turn my music up, Duro. Yo, yo, you my hero.
Make the shit get loud-a. Even more in my headphones loud-a.
Uh. Sweetheart, shake yo′ ass cheeks.
Bust it. Mmm-hmmm. Mmm-hmmm."

We gon′ knock it down and put this
Rock solid Amplified shit up.
Girl, it′s like a sit-up.
So you betta send a letta to the betta.
We cut the bank and takin′ all the bankin′ chedda.
Girls get pretty-ed up,
Then they comin′ out the club. Rap cats, lock it up.
Worldwide vision where
Everybody sees clear.
I could get you ten here.
Uh. Makes no fuss. Keep my shit plush.
Compliment, I get blushed. That′s just how a brotha is.
Big Willy kids and we really run our jibs.
Ladies, breathe easy. Let your man please thee.
Uh. Takin′ rhymes to another zone.
Is your mother home? ′Cause we can get the moans,
And stay strickly on a rhythemic notion, and
Keep the joint close for the commotion and
Keep movin′ around. Movie stars.
Buy a little car, buy out the bar.


[Q-Tip (Meda Leacock)]
("All in...") ...for the people who move wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.
("All in...") ...for the way we work and play, doin′ it
Everyday. This is how I need to be.
("All in...") ...for the people who roll wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.
("All in...") ...for the people who work and play, doin′ it
Everyday. This is how I need to be.


[Q-Tip]
"Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?"
We do it alive, blowin′ the spot of this.
Showin′ to prove what rap is. ("What is it?")
Marauder, pass the blue moon.
Hit ′chu wit′ the ill tune.
Ass cheeks move wit′ the help of my jacket bloom.
Insert the veteran
Who consecutively come wit′ shit yet again.
On the dance floor, chicks get horny.
Hopin′ that they all move on me.
Word, for REAL for real.
Do it hard for the love of the game.
Pull your card and I′m askin′ yo′ name, bitch.
Jay-Dee be champion.
Tip be stylin′ and definin′ yo′ chick, best compan-ion.
I′d advise you to fix your self, for real,
And do your shit wit′ more zeal. ("More zeal.")
We in the mix and it′s thickenin′,
My rhyme and it′s tickin′ in.
The hatin′ and the shit is so sickenin′.
Picasso, original. ("′Riginal.")
You forg-azy and the shit amaze me.
Sharpen your contrast and put a little color in it.
High Define your screen and put this brotha in it.


[Q-Tip (Meda Leacock)]
("All in...") ...for the people who move wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.
("All in...") ...for the way we work and play, doin′ it
Everyday. This is how I need to be.
("All in...") ...for the people who roll wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.
("All in...") ...for the people who work and play, doin′ it
Everyday. This is how I need to be.
("All in...") ...for the people who move wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.
("All in...") ...for the way we work and play, doin′ it
Everyday. This is how I need to be.
("All in...") ...for the people who roll wit′ me.
("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy.

@ Q-Tip

Текст песни:

I believe there′s no evil out there we didn′t have a hand in
You believe it′s a time for peace and a time for understanding
Some of us believe that we are chosen
And if God is on our side we′ll win the game
And some of us believe that there′s a heaven
When the trumpets sound and the judges call your name
But let′s get it straight

I believe there′s just once chance in this world to hear our brothers
You believe there′s a better way to listen to each other
We don′t get what the other guy is saying
We hear the words but we don′t understand
So around the world the same old anger raging
And we all cry for shame and the same old tragedy goes down

We believe there′s a better way to fight
There′s a way to make our children safe at night
We believe there′s a war we could be winning
But the only way to win it is to give what we need to receive

I believe we need a hero to step boldly from the shadows
You believe there must be someone on the scene that fits the bill
A man or a woman who knows how to say I′m sorry
With courage in his heart to match his creed
A leader who can build a brand new morning
And match the tide of changes
Match the intent with the deed

We believe there′s a deed of obligation
To bring reconciliation
To make peace with every nation - in our time
We believe there′s not a minute we should be wasting
When the darkness falls it′s too late to fix the crime
It′s peace that we need

Every father every mother knows the meaning
Human treasure that our leaders do forget
And the bullets fly in the face of common reason
And the pain we give is the legacy in the end we get

We believe there′s a song that′s worth the singing
It′s a song of truth we′re bringing
There′s a way to share the Earth with everyone
We believe every creature has a being
Has a right to respect and feeling
To live and breathe and flourish in the sun

That′s what we believe

@ Queen

Текст песни:

Ride the wild wind
(Push the envelope don′t sit on the fence)
Ride the wild wind
(Live life on the razors edge)
Gonna ride the whirlwind
It ain′t dangerous - enough for me
Get your head down baby - we′re gonna ride tonight
Your angel eyes are shining bright
I wanna take your hand - lead you from this place
Gonna leave it all behind
Check out of this rat race -
Ride the wild wind
Ride the wild wind
Gonna ride the whirlwind -
It ain′t dangerous - enough for me
Tie your hair back baby -
We′re gonna ride tonight
We got freaks to the left - we got jerks to the right
Sometimes I get so low - I just have to ride
Let me take your hand
Let me be your guide
Ride the wild wind
(Don′t sit on the fence)
Ride the wild wind
(Live life on the razors edge)
Gonna ride the whirlwind
It ain′t dangerous - enough for me
Ride the wild wind

@ Queen

Текст песни:

Buddy you’re a boy make a big noise
Playin’ in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo’ face
You big disgrace
Kickin’ your can all over the place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you’re a young man hard man
Shoutin’ in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo’ face
You big disgrace
Wavin’ your banner all over the place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you’re an old man poor man
Pleadin’ with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you


@ Queen

Текст песни:

Queen Latifah]
The ladies will kick it the rhyme that is wicked
Those that don′t know how to be pros get evicted
A woman can bear you break you take you
Now it′s time to rhyme can you relate to
A sister dope enough to make you holler and scream

[Monie Love]
Ayo let me take it from here Queen...
Excuse me but I think I′m about do
To get into precisely what I am about to do
I′m conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue
So listen very carefully as I break it down for you
Merrily merrily merrily merrily hyper happy overjoyed
Pleased with all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employed
Slick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yes
Let me state the position: Ladies first, yes? (Yes)

(Yeah, there′s going to be some changes in here)

[Monie Love]
Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see
I know all the fellas out there will agree with me
Not for being one but for being with one
Because when it′s time for loving it′s the woman that gets some
Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on
Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting
We are the ones that give birth
To the new generation of prophets because it′s Ladies First

[Queen Latifah]
I break into a lyrical freestyle
Grab the mic, look into the crowd and see smiles
Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two
Sloppy slouching is something I won′t do
Some think that we can′t flow (can′t flow)
Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go)
I′m a mess around and flip the scene into reverse
(With what?) With a little touch of "Ladies First"

Who said the ladies couldn′t make it, you must be blind
If you don′t believe, well here, listen to this rhyme
Ladies first, there′s no time to rehearse
I′m divine and my mind expands throughout the universe
A female rapper with the message to send the
Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen

[Monie Love]
My sister, can I get some?

[Queen Latifah]
Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb

[Monie Lovie]
Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am
Born in L-O-N-D-O-N and sound American
You dig exactly where I′m coming from
You want righteous rhyming, Imma give you some
To enable you to aid yourself and get paid
And the material that has no meaning I wish to slay
Pay me every bit of your attention
Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention
I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm
Of which is now systematically given
Desperately stressing I′m the daughter of a sister
Who′s the mother of a brother who′s the brother of another
Plus one more; all four
Have a job to do, we doing it
Respect due, to the mother who′s the root of it
And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E
And I′m first cause I′m a L-A-D-I-E

[Queen Latifah]
Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder
Cooling on the scene with my European partner
Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax
When I get there, that′s when I tax
The next man, or the next woman
It doesn′t make a difference, keep the competition coming
And I′ll recite the chapter in verse
The title of this recital is "Ladies First"

@ Queen Latifah

Текст песни:

Chorus: Teddy Riley
This is how it should be done
Cause this style is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more
(T.R.) That′s what I came here for

Repeat Chorus

And no wwww here′s the magnificent...
Funkyyyyyy momma!

Verse One: Queen Pen

Lyrical flows like WHAT
The man behind the music′ll make you JUMP
New Jack your Swing and make you SHAKE YOUR RUMP
No Diggi-ty tellin me this is WHAT YOU WANT, bass lines and snares
That′ll make you hump, WHY
Intimated by his fourteen year run, WELL
In ninety-seven he′s a different kind of funk, FUNK FUNK FUNK
We pulls together like a perfect hand to tongue, HAH
You pressed your luck and now you faster shit be sunk, ZOOM
Be combin through the future with your face punked, AND YOU
Forgot about the past, now what you want, platinum tracks
To put you on the map, NAH
Cause we gotta keep it in fam′, YEAH
You had your chance to be down wit da man, UH-HUH
So busy playa-hatin perpetratin, frauds
Articulatin, on his downfall, TRUE, you can′t take it

What the deal Ma?
Funky Momma blaze the track so you can feel her
I′m Miggidy I′m all about the dollar bills y′all, rock the Diamond Lex
All that shit behind my desk is signed in checks

[Teddy Riley]
Do you like hits baby, got em goin crazy on BlackStreet
You know it′s plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all your wack beats, Q.P. and T.R.
So precise with mics we should be surgeons in E.R.
The block knows (like that) baby girl be my diamond cause
She rocks shows (for Black) see my ones ain′t no way that
You can stop those, Little Man got your breath together
With Queen Pen now it′s hot to death, so take a look back (look back)
What I did, what I′m doin, where I take this (take that)
It′s kind of simple cause a n*gga just make hits (make tracks)
Peep the facts, keep a stack, on the Streets of Black
Ladies scream he′s the mack, cause
I kick, sh*t to make a fly chick you with
My chick, and plus funds just ridiculous
Cause I′m rich, we are T.R. you see Q.P.
That′s we BlackStreet, gone!

(You, can′t, take, it)

And no wwwwwwwww here′s the magnificent...
Funkyyyyyy mommaaaaaah!

[Queen Pen]
Now Teddy, JAM, for me ONE TIME
Cross that thin line make my hips BUMP N GRIND
What just happened, all this shadyness cause of platinum hits
Little Man be the sh*t, Funky Momma represent
It ain′t never been no different plus WE GOT WITNESSES
To account for alla dis sh*t, test we
And get your, block knocked off, UHH
You can keep yappin UNTIL YOU GET HOARSE
It don′t matter, we don′t, follow chit chatter
WE MAKE HITS, and calls, when situations get thick
ASK SAINT NICK, about the repoitoire
For those in the past, they know who they are
If the shoe fits trust, WE GON WEAR IT
And we beez the baddest click up on this planet
We paid the cost to be boss G*d [damn it]
Cause scared don′t win money, NOW DROP IT

Chorus (to fade)

@ Queen Pen

Текст песни:

You mystify with the things that you say.

You′re telling me you′re leaving, that you′re going away

to take a trip to find, and leave behind the love.



I′ve got a destination, a suggestion for you.

You won′t need a jet plane or a luxury cruise.

Just take a look in my eyes, and realize the love.



I can′t live without us,

so I hope that you will

stay with me forever.

It′s all I want from you.

the thought of our disintegration is killing me.

I love you.



Living blind without you,

Don′t wanna try to live without your love.

I feel so lonely now with you gone.



But don′t take for granted, your condition of me,

′cause there′ll be retribution, the kind you wouldn′t

believe

Let′s get back to living, see what tomorrow brings.



Stay with me forever.

It′s all I want from you.

And if we stay together,

all our dreams will come true



Stay with me forever.

It′s all I want from you.

the thought of our disintegration is killing me.

I love you.

@ Queensryche

Текст песни:

Another hungry look in her eyes again
Pacing the floor
The hunt begins
Skin-tight leather provides my pleasure
Wake my fear, surge wit the pressure
Walk away and leave forever, do I dare?

Raise my eyes, she stands
Holding out healing hands...are you happy now?

CHORUS
I walk the thin line for you
Do just what you say to
With fear as my friend
I walk the thin line one more time for you

Addictive face pretending, don′t speak the word
Forbidden sin relenting, I barely heard...
Screams of entry blur my vision
Wake my fear of divine intervention
Crawl away and bleed forever, if you dare
Hand on mouth the game goes on
Love, our stage to play upon
Are you happy now?

CHORUS

@ Queensryche