LYRICS: [MF DOOM] 01:15 It ain't nuttin like a fistfull a cash or a bliss fulla the hash That twist like a mustache, from end to end, spread it like a rash From talking through your walkman or at your disco bash Gimme the timbs rumple stiltskin brown A metal face mask with a built in frown A mic to tilt down, a hundred thousand pounds And see how kilt sound like spilt milk clown Cocoa butter on very ashy day fam With Ray-Bans out on the islands of Cayman Or i'll break it down for the layman Bande soule for that Saint Tropez.. tannnn A can a ole gold too cold to hold, slow ya roll Keep on moving like Soul II Soul, hold the dough Like a fool who stole pity y'all From tryna go up against city hall titty bar The black mic is like a red violin Ok, everybody back to the lab, try again Bloody rap game like leviathan Leave a bad taste, killin my high like niacin Stop kiddin middlemen need Ritalin Hit me with the full tin of gin and im a kid again Keep the bong lightin straight through the song writin The Supervillain AKA the thong bitin, thats inviting all To the recitin thats dope and raw Hoping all yall come in peace and its open bar Tear the roof off this bumba rasclaat By the end of the night spazz like shazbot Spilt a shot made the pen lines runny A ill plot thats ten times Ben Stien money.... funny How he rips the scripts with a straight face With more rhymes than is lines in ya database Placing rappers in endangerment, who's reckless With this food for thought sorta like breakfast You could mark it off as wreck on the checklist Wear gold fronts, can't afford no necklace Shit, that there, could go to help them daycares Somebody say yeahh.. (yeahhh!) Pay ya fares,... give the Herbalizers his shares And y'all could pay DOOM in beers.. Cheers!.. [RZA] 02:56 I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars, the black sellers Who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed and stoned And caused to roam the earth in service cause they couldn't maintain at Home This dates back to 1555 When they captured the first tribe of men And piled them in a pen Fifty feet high They took em all on a 9000 mile ride And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before But read about this inside the ancient books of war Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins And sold on the auction, taught birth control and abortion Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part The devils cursed God and reversed God And turned God into dog and made people search hard No relief came to the prophet of W.D. Feraud To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas and Barbados Tobagos, separated us from slave boats Made our own brothers hate us From Virgin Isle to Jamaica Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement.
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The 50 megaton hit "Everybody Rise" from Extinction Level Event [The Final World Front] LYRICS : "New York, Jersey, Philly, B-more, D.C. Virginia, Atlanta, everybody rise!!! Cmon! N.C., L.A., Texas, Detroit, Chicago, Miami, N.O., Cleveland, rise!!! Cmon! Denver, Boston, Nashville, Seatle, Albany, Kansas city, everybody rise!!! Cmon! Buffalo, St. Louis, New Haven, Kentucky, Oakland, Phoenix, Vegas, everybody rise!!! Cmon! I'll be that live motherfucker from the flipmode squad that readjusts this shit properly and hits you real hard Then we affect with hard shit that sounds so beautiful (Why now?) Couldn't find a better time more suitable to send out a signal and round up all my niggas recruitable Type of nigga to torture your ass, stick some shit in your cutical Wait a minute, let me talk to all my niggas at hand Im'a hit all of my niggas, ya'll just follow the plan just get money and capitalize and hold on your stash Fuck the slouches, we keep it moving and no looking back A lot of lost motherfuckers stuck on what they gonna be they aint gonna be me, gotta get it before the year 2G To all my niggas, let them do your thing and get yours quick whole plan, the whole shabang, nigga fuck the bullshit i meant this ,ever relentless, for dropping these bombs getting paid for securing shit for my seed and my mom for my physical ,and my entire flipmode squad my whole gang is fertilized, my mom's peaced to the gods hold it down for live niggas in the name of hip-hop off with another path where niggas are made to struggle and starve fuck that! im here to fight for mine, adapting your ass if you or the goverment try to do away with my cash one of the most extraordinary that comes from a place we demand to stab you in the back and smile in your face take all entire niggas off the face of the earth and do away with all them niggas before i get to them first so throw it, niggas dont get it and run right thru it get with, is to all of my niggas who know how to do it survival of the most fit for real niggas, no doubt! get whats yours from out this fucker before your time run out [X2] and get whats yours from out this fucker before your time run out Welcome all you motherfuckers to a global event warning Here has now come the dawn of the new millenium The extinction level event All my motherfuckers stay tuned!"
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LAT - Chorus: E pensando di lei Mi sopragiunse uno soave sonno Ego dominus tuus Vide cor tuum E d'esto core ardendo Cor tuum Chorus: Lei paventosa Umilmente pascea. Appreso gir lo ne vedea piangendo. La letizia si convertia In amarissimo pianto Io sono in pace Cor meum Io sono in pace Vide cor meum ENG - Chorus: And thinking of her Sweet sleep overcame me I am your master See your heart And of this burning heart Your heart Chorus: She trembling Obediently eats. Weeping, I saw him then depart from me. Joy is converted To bitterest tears I am in peace My heart I am in peace See my heart
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Fire upon the blade, sabers drawn Legions daringly soar over moors Well-turned horns,dust of stars at their feet Unafraid brothers of empire's fight Scent of smoke in the anguished surrounds The hours that weave incantations Escaped from the cauldron's mystical rim Lost in the loom of the night of nights The clashing of arms Blood resting on leaf and on thorn Farewell to the radiant dawn Dust of stars, well-tuned horns Fire upon the blade Fire upon the blade
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Lyrics: I know the guy who we can blame I even know his middle name I never liked his stupid games And if he tries to hunt us down Or thinks that he can fool around Well, we'll find him first,make him see He'll never get to you or me He'll never get to you or me I know the guy who we can blame He hasn't any sense of shame He'll always be the stupid same And if he tries to hunt us down Or thinks that he can fool around Well, we'll find him first and he will see He'll never get to you or me He'll never get to you or me I know a guy who we can nail I've drank with him, I've had his tail We'll send him something in the mail... And if he tries to hunt us down Or thinks that he can fool around Well, we'll find him first,make him see He'll never get to you or me He'll never get to you or me
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