Lil' Boosie - FUCK THE POLICE ft. Webbie

 

I'm a send dis mothafucka here, to tha mothafuckin' crackers..

Rot in hell mothafucka, plottin' on my diamonds...

   [verse 1: lil boosie]
Dey killed venelle when i was 12, turned me against em
Sent me to my first funeral now i'm a victim (of tha law)
My daddy called em pigs, i'll neva forget
He went to jail on highland road, for tryna piss
Kicked my auntie trina door, lookin' fo my cousin
Looked at me 'cross tha street and said boy you ugly
Made 11 dat was my first run in with dem busters
When stupid roughed me up cause i told em mothafucka
Got old it got worser, my hustle got deadly
Runnin' and duckin' from dat dirty bitch don kelly
All from school you can catch me with my tool
Smashin' in my magnum from tha red white and blue
Dey ask me for money, try to bribe me and all
Dey let tha dogs eat me up, up out my fuckin' nuts
Don't give a fuck nigga freedom or jail
I want all you bitches to rot in hell
[chorus:]
Cities, fuck em!
Narcotics, fuck em!
Feds, fuck em!
D.a.'s, fuck em!
We don't need you bitches on our street say with me
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
[verse 2: webbie]
Come search dis bitch cause i don't weight cause i'm too straight
And y'all lil bitches a lil too late
Cuffed me up in front of my kids i looked em all in dey faces
Walked me out like i'm a killa scared tha fuck out my neighbors
Sat me down put a pen and paper on tha table and told me
Give us some names and you can leave dis bitch
I can't believe dis shit, what in tha hell
If dats tha only way out den nigga show me my cell
Look tell niggas stop, i'll sit here 'till i rot
For all dat, i coulda been a bitch ass cop
Yea boo i got got, dey hit me fo a few thou
But you dirty bitches i'm ballin' i ain't miss it at all
Soon as i got back to tha house i went and opened a pound
And counted out 700 so much shit ain't get found
And i know tha police listenin' i'm tellin' you now
You can neva hold a trill nigga down, nigga fuck ya
[chorus:]
Cities, fuck em!
Narcotics, fuck em!
Feds, fuck em!
D.a.'s, fuck em!
We don't need you bitches on our street say with me
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
[verse 3: lil boosie]
Dis shit a neva stop, let's keep it real yokk
We need to be like khaled niggas, and kill cops
Plus stupid ya stupid, i hope you rot in hell
You jost b, you jost trell and want t and l
Wonder why i look at yo ass undereye
I get a billion i'm a hit you bitches from tha sky
You gone be dead just like ivy, a tear drop
Feds cities i want all of you bitches killed now
Yea we used to run dat dope, ya already know
Served dem birds from 17th to platcha court
Took my beamer i'll neva forget
Not enough money in tha bank and dey can take yo shit
Dey went in webbie house tha otha day (dirty mothafuckas)
Took a $100, 000 away, ain't turn it in
Dey sin, dey don't protect shit
Sincerlly yours mr. bad azz, suck my dick and die quick bitch
[chorus:]
Cities, fuck em!
Narcotics, fuck em!
Feds, fuck em!
D.a.'s, fuck em!
We don't need you bitches on our street say with me
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)
Witout dat badge you a bitch and a half nigga
Fuck da police! (fuck em!) fuck da police! (fuck em!)

Eminem - Mockingbird

 

Yeah.

 

I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now

But hey, what daddy always tell you?

Straighten up little soldier

Stiffen up that upper lip

What you crying about?

You got me

Hailie, I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad

Well, I'm gone, but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had

I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh

I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry

Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?

Daddy's with you in your prayers

No more crying, wipe them tears

Daddy's here, no more nightmares

We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it

Laney uncles crazy, aint he?

Yeah, but he loves you girl and you better know it

We're all we got in this world

When it spins, when it swirls

When it whirls, when it twirls

Two little beautiful girls

Lookin' puzzled, in a daze

I know it's confusing you

Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news

I try to keep you sheltered from it, but somehow it seems

The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me

All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see

Daddy don't want you to see, but you see just as much as he did

We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me

But things have gotten so bad between us

I don't see us ever being together ever again

Like we used to be when we was teenagers

But then of course everything always happens for a reason

I guess it was never meant to be

But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is

But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep

Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream

Now hush little baby, don't you cry

Everything's gonna be alright

Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya

Daddy's here to hold ya through the night

I know mommy's not here right now, and we don't know why

We feel how we feel inside

It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby

But i promise: momma's gon' be alright

It's funny

I remember back one year, when daddy had no money

Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up

And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me

Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em

I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying

Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job

But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom

And at the time every house that we lived in

Either kept getting broke into and robbed

Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you In a jar

Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college

Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it

And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart

And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart

Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back

On the Chalmers in the flat, one bedroom apartment

And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara

And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre

And flew you and momma out to see me

But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me

Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't Like it

And you and Laney were to young to understand it

Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit

And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it

I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand

Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud

Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing

Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out

To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're Sisters now

Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here

Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here

I like the sound of that, yeah

It's got a ring to it don't it?

Shh, momma's only gone for the moment

Now hush little baby, don't you cry

Everything's gonna be alright

Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya

Daddy's here to hold ya through the night

I know mommy's not here right now, and we don't know why

We feel how we feel inside

It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby

But i promise: momma's gon' be alright

And if you ask me too

Daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird

I'mma give you the world

I'mma buy a diamond ring for you

I'mma sing for you

I'll do anything for you, to see you smile

And if that mocking bird don't sing and that ring don't shine

I'mma break that birdies neck

I'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya

And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)

Eminem - Stan ft. Dido

 

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall

it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

-verse 1-

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin

I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom

I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em

There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em

But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter?

My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father

If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?

I'ma name her Bonnie.

I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry

I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him.

I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan.

I even got the underground shit that you did with Scam.

I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man.

I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat.

Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat

Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan.

CHORUS:

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I

got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall

It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad..

-verse 2-

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote,

I hope you have the chance.

I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans.

If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert

You didn't have to but you could have signed an autograph

for Matthew.

That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old.

We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours

and ya just said no.

That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol

He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more

than I do.

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to.

Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you

You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way.

I never knew my father neither.

He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her.

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs.

So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on.

Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps

when I'm depressed.

I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest.

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds.

It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a sudden rush for me.

See, everything you say is real, and I respect you

'cause you tell it.

My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7.

But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does.

She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up.

You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan

you'll ever lose.

Sincerely yours, Stan.

PS: We should be together too.

CHORUS:

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could it'd all be gray, to put your picture on my wall

it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

~verse 3~

Dear Mr. "I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans"

This'll be the last package I ever send your ass.

It's been six months and still no word. I don't

deserve it?

I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the

addresses on 'em perfect.

So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it.

I'm in the car right now. I'm doing 90 on the freeway.

Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"

You know that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?

But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?

That's kinda how this is. You could have rescued me from drowning.

Now it's too late. I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy.

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call.

I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall.

I love you Slim, we could have been together. Think about it.

You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it.

And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream aboutit.

I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe withoutme.

See Slim, [*screaming*] shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk

Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk.

But I didn't slit her throat,

I just tied her up, see I ain't like you.

'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more,

and then she'll die too.

Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now.

Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

{screeching tires, crashing sounds, car splashes into thewater}

CHORUS:

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could it'd all be great, but your picture on my wall

it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

~verse 4~

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy.

You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?

Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that.

And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it

on your Starter cap.

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you.

Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you.

And what's this shit you said about you

like to cut your wrists too?

I say that shit just clownin' dawg,

c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'

To help your ass from bouncin' off the

walls when you get down some.

And what's this shit about us meant to be together?

That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other.

I really think you and your girlfriend need each other.

Or maybe you just need to treat her better.

I hope you get to read this letter.

I just hope it reaches you in time.

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin'

just fine

If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan

Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want

you as a fan.

I just don't want you to do some crazy shit.

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago

that made me sick.

Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge

And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was

pregnant with his kid

And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who

it was to

Come to think about it...his name was...it was you

50 Cent - Candy Shop ft. Olivia

 

 

Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop(yeah)
Boy one taste of what I got(uh huh)
I'll have you spending all you got(Comon)
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
I Got dat magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you broke up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands
hahaha

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone

[Chorus 2x]

50 Cent - In Da Club

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

[Chorus] (2x)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change, hoe's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut hey nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend willin to get bi and they ready to go

[Chorus] (2x)

[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up and I ain't changed

[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the styleup
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside they wit a bottle of bub
They know where we fuckin be

[Chorus] (2x)

[Talking]
(laughing) Don't try to act like you ain't know where we beeneither nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
Shady/Aftermath

50 Cent - 21 Questions ft. Nate Dogg

[50 Cent]
New York City!
You are now rapping...with 50 Cent
You gotta love it...
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy shorty I
Need to see you and feel you next to me
I provide everything you need and I
Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
Got some questions that I got to ask and I
Hope you can come up with the answers babe

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
If I feel off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof anddisappear like
some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?
If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?
Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap
And we could go do what you like, I know you like that

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now (Woo!)
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
Now would you leave me if you're father found out I wasthuggin'?
Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?
Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you 21 questions?
Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing
Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?
I'm staring at ya' trying to figure how you got in them jeans
If I was down would you say things to make me smile?
I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how
If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see?
And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me
Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?
How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone?
We only human girl we make mistakes, to make it up I do whateverit take
I love you like a fat kid love cake
You know my style I say anything to make you smile

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

Could you love me in the Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they're all about us
Could you love me in the Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they're all about us

Eminem - Lose Yourself

 

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted? one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Is he? No
He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

(Chorus)
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His bosses don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the nextschmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da dum

(Chorus)
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

No more games, I'm a change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed:

I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up between bein a father and a pre madonna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
He's gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

(Chorus)
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Eminem - Space Bound

 

 

We touch, I feel a rush
We clutch, it isn't much
But it's enough to make me wonder what's in star for us
It's lust, it's torturous
You must be a sorceress cause you just
Did the impossible
Gain my trust, don't play games it'll be dangerous
If you fuck me over
Cause if I get burnt, I'ma show you what it's like to hurt
Cause I been treated like dirt before ya
And love is evil
Spell it backwards I'll show ya

(Verse 1)
Nobody knows me, I'm cold
Walk down this road all alone
It's no one's fault but my own
It's the path I've chosen to go
Frozen as snow, I show no emotion whatsoever so
Don't ask me why, I have no love for these mufuckin' hoes
Bloodsuckin succubus, what the fuck is up with this
I've tried in this department but I ain't had no luck with this
It sucks but it's exactly what I thought it would be
Like tryin' to start over
I gotta hole in my heart, I'm some kind of emotional roller-coaster
Somethin' I won't go on til you toy with my emotion so it's over
It's like an explosion, every time I hold ya wasn't jokin' when I told ya
Ya take my breathe away
You're a supernova... and I'm a

(Hook)
I'ma space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon
And I'm aiming right at you
Right at you

Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June
And I'm aiming right at you
Right at you
Right at you

(Verse 2)
I'll do whatever it takes
When I'm with you, I get the shakes
My body aches when I ain't
With you I have zero strength
There's no limit on how far I would go
No boundaries, no lengths
Why do we say that until we get that person that we think's
Gonna be that one and then once we get 'em, it's never the same
You want them when they don't want you
Soon as they do, feelings change
It's not a contest and I ain't on no conquest for no mate
I wasn't looking but I stumbled onto you, must've been fate
But so much is at stake, what the fuck does it take
Let's cut to the chase
But a door shuts in your face
Promise me if I cave in and break and leave myself open
That I won't be makin' a mistake, cause I'm a

(Hook)
I'ma space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon
And I'm aiming right at you
Right at you

Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June
And I'm aiming right at you
Right at you
Right at you

(Verse 3)
So after a year and 6 months
It's no longer me that you want
But I love you so much it hurts
Never mistreated you once
I poured my heart out to you
Let down my guard, swear to god
I'll blow my brains in your lap
Lay here and die in your arms
Drop to my knees and I'm pleading
I'm trying to stop you from leaving
You won't even listen, so fuck it
I'm trying to stop you from breathing
I put both hands on your throat
I sit on top of you, squeezing
Til I snap ya neck like a Popsicle stick
Ain't no possible reason, I could think of
To let you walk up out this house, and let you live
Tears streamed down both of my cheeks
Then I let you just go and just give
And before I put that gun to my temple
I told you this

(Bridge)
And I would've do anything for you
To show you how much I adored you
But it's over now
It's too late to save our love
Just promise me you'll think of me every time
You look up in the sky and see a star cause I'm a

(Hook)
I'ma space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon
And I'm aiming right at you
Right at you

Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June
And I'm so lost without you
Without you
Without you

Eminem - Not Afraid

I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let me know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road

Yeah, It's been a ride...
I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there

You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper
Before I lay em
But you won't take this thing out these words
Before I say em
Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me
From causing mayhem
When I say em or do something
I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think?
I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up,
If a thing's stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be,
Without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me
I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts
Don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last
Relapse album he's still shit and
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game,
Like a fuck you for christmas
His gift is a curse,
Forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the whole universe

(Chorus)
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let me know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road

Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit,
And cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words
In the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings,
Instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again,
I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh"
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around
But it's time to exorcise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

(Chorus)
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let me know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road

And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, Imma face my demons
I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now

It was my decision to keep it clean, I did it for me
Admittedly i probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me,
You helped see me through
And don't even realise what you did,
Believe me you
I been through the ringer,
But they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye,
I feel like the king of..
My world, haters can make
Like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on,
I promise
To focus soley on handling my responsibility's
As a father
So I solemnly swear to
Always treat this roof like my
Daughters and raise it
You couldn't lift a single shingle lonely
Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
Or a corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and I'm not

(Chorus)
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let me know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road

Dr.Dre - Nuthin' But A G Thang

One, two, three and to the four.
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up.
['Cause you know we 'bout to rip shit up!]
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble.
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble.

Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay!
Two loced out niggaz so we're craaaaazay!
Death Row is the label that paaaaays me!
Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this. [Hell yeah...]

But, uh, back to the lecture at hand.
Perfection is perfected, so I'mma let 'em, understand
From a young G's perspective.
And before me diggin' a bitch I have to find a contraceptive.

You never know she could be earnin' her man,
And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man.
Now you know why I ain't with that shit, lieutenant:
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burned while I'm up in it.[Yeah]

And that's realer than real-deal Holyfield.
And now you hookas and hoes know how I feel.
Well if it's good enough to give 'em all a proper chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff.

It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom...

Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in'.
But I damn near got capped, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'.
Now it's time for me to make my impression felt,
So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt.

You never been on a ride like this before,
With a producer who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick.
You know, and I know, I flow some old funky shit

To add to my collection. The selection
Symbolizes dope. Take a toke but don't choke.
If you do, you have no clue
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do...

It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, and who gives a phukk about those?
So just chill, till the next episode...

Fallin' back on that ass. Wit a hellified gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens.
It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P
D O double G. Why? D O double G ya' see.

Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic.
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite.
Yeah, and it don't quit.
I think they in a mood for some muthaphukkin' G shit... [Hellyeah...]

So Dre. [What up Dogg?]
Gotta give 'em what they want. [What's that, G?]
We gotta break 'em off somethin'. [Hell yeah]
And it's gotta be bumpin'. [City of Compton!]

It's where it takes place, so we national attention.
Mobbin' like a mutherphukker, but I ain't lynchin'.
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the sucka niggaz mumble.
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble.

Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked.
My muthaphukkin' homie Doggy Dogg has got my back.
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'.
But if I got my nine, then you know I'm straight trippin'.

And I'mma continue to put the rap down, put the mac down.
And if your bitches talk shit, I have to put the smack down.
Yeah, and you don't stop.
I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock.

But I'm never off, always on till the break of dawn.
C - O - M - P - T - O - N and the city they call Long Beach
Puttin' the shit together.
Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better

Like this, that and this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, and who gives a phukk about those?
So just chill, till the next episode...

Dr.Dre - I Need a Doctor ft. Eminem , Skylar Grey

 

[Skylar Grey - Chorus]
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long
I'm running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

[Eminem]
I told the world, one day I would pay it back.
Say it on tape and lay it, record it, so that one day I could play it back.
But I don't even know if I believe it when I'm saying that.
Doubt startin' to creep in, everyday it's just so grey and black.
Hope, I just need a ray of that
'Cause no one sees my vision
When I play it for 'em, they just say it's wack.
But they don't know what dope is.
And I don't know if I was awake or asleep when I wrote this.
All I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest.
You picked me up, breathed new life in me. I owe my life to you.
Before the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do.
But it just dawned on me; you lost a son. See this light in you? It's dark.
Let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you.
I don't think you realize what you mean to me, not the slightest clue.
'Cause me and you, we're like a crew. I was like your sidekick.
You gon' either wanna fight when I get off this f-cking mic,
Or you gon' hug me. But I'm out of options, there's nothing else I can do cause...

[Skylar Grey - Chorus]
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long
I'm running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

[Eminem]
It hurts when I see you struggle.
You come to me with ideas.
You say that these are pieces, so I'm puzzled.
'Cause the sh-t I hear is crazy,
But you're either getting lazy, or you don't believe in you no more.
Seems like your own opinions, not one you can form.
Can't make a decision, you keep questioning yourself,
Second guessing, and it's almost like your begging for my help.
Like, I'm YOUR leader.
You're supposed to f-cking be MY mentor.
I can endure no more!
I demand you remember who you are!
It was YOU, who believed in me,
When everyone was telling you, don't sign me.
Everyone at the f-cking label, lets tell the truth.

You risked your career for me, I know it as well as you.
Nobody wanted to f-ck with the white boy...
Dre, I'm crying in this booth.
You saved my life, now maybe it's my time to save yours.
But I can never repay you, what you did for me is way more.
But I ain't giving up faith, and you ain't giving up on me.
Get up Dre! I'm dying, I need you, come back for f-ck's sake

[Skylar Grey - Chorus]
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long
I'm running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life
Bring me back to life
Bring me back to life
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

[Dr. Dre]
It literally feels like a lifetime ago
But I still remember the sh-t like it was just yesterday though
You walked in, yellow jump suit
Whole room, cracked jokes
Once you got inside the booth, told you, like smoke
Went through friends, some of them I put on
But they just left, they said was riding to the death
But where the f-ck are they now
Now that I need them, I don't see none of them
All I see is Slim
F-ck all you fairweather friends
All I need is him
F-cking backstabbers
When the chips were down, you just laughed at us
Now you bout to feel the f-cking wrath of aftermath, faggots
You gon' see us in our lab jackets and ask where the f-ck we been?
You can kiss my indecisive ass crack maggots and the crackers ass
Little cracker jack beat making wack math,
Backwards producers, I'm back bastards
One more CD and then I'm packing up my bags and as I leave
And I guarantee they'll scream, Dre don't leave us like that man cause...

[Skylar Grey - Chorus]
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long
I'm running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

Terror Squad - Lean Back ft. Fat Joe, Remy

Yeah... My niggas...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...
[Verso 1 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Got the phantom in front building Trinity Ave.
10 years been legit they still figure me bad.
As a youngin', I was too much to cope with.
Why you think, mo'fuckers nick-named me, Cook Coke shit.
Should've been called Don robbery, extorsion or maybe grand larceny...
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle,
This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble.
Came out the gate, on some flow Joe shit.
Fat nigga with shotty was the logo kid.
[Refrão]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
See we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verso 2 - Remy]
R to the E'zzy',
M to the whizz-i [Y],
My arms stay breezy,
The Don's stay fizz-i,
Got a date at 8, the day I was in the 740'fizz-i,
And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die,
With a matchin' jacket,
Bout' to cop me a mansion,
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin'.
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance- we boogie,
So nevermind how we got in here with the burners and hoodies.
Listen we don't pay admission,
And bouncers don't check us,
And we walk around the metal detectors.
And there really ain't no need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance floor,
Reckless, check it, said it?!
Like my necklace, started relaxin' now, that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction.
See, money ain't a thing nigga, we still the same nigga, flows just changed
now we 'bout to change the game nigga.
[Refrão]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verso 3 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
Now we livin' better now,
Gucci sweater now,
And that G4 could fly through, any weather now,
See niggas get tight, when you worth some millions.
That's why I sport the chincilla to hurt they feelin's.
Your can find Joe Crack at all type of shit,
Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit,
If I visited Compton, they'd prolly squeel.
'Cause half these rappers dead broke like dirick fa' real.
If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you,
These faggot niggas even made gang signs commercials.
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up,
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up.
Kay keep tellin' me to talk about rucker,
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the rucker,
Not even Pee-Wee Kirkland could imagine this,
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship.
[Refrão]
My niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up the pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

Trilha Sonora do Gueto - Favela Sinistra

Favela sinistra e na madrugada filha da puta assassino de farda
se ele te ver tenta correr, de qualquer forma se proteger
seja firmeza mantenha atitude, chega na área mais nunca se ilude
rato na toca tem língua solta, o cagueta morre pela sua boca
e foi nessa noite o mano de touca, que foi encontrado com tiro na boca
eu tento zarpar, disbaratinar, mais tem polícia por todo lugar
agora não dá vou esperar, a cara é ficar se não vai sujar
o desespero daquela mulher, que bebe veneno para se matar
tinha um filho, tinha um lar e agora deixou o mundo criar
e é lamentável aqui na vila , gente que morre porque vacila
e pros que vacila tem os cuzão, de ranger nova cheia de prestação
paga de gatão mais é vacilão, na banca não fica porque senão
vai ser diferente eu vou falar, na minha não cola porque se pá
Não tem carro novo não tem prestação, mané é mané e ladrão é ladrão
a fita é essa certo jão pra sobreviver aqui no capão
infelizmente quem sofre é a gente, nunca se sabe o que vem pela frente
um esqueleto na escuridão, coisa do tempo decomposição
miséria em ação mais um ser então, que a violência derrubou no chão
o pai desse cara não tem nada haver, mais sofre ao vivo depois na tv
o ossos do filho que a mídia filmou, depois mais tarde na tela passou
montou logo texto para acabar, com aquela família que estava a penar
monstro da alma inimigo da mente, é o sistema com o seu descendente
filho da puta bando do mau, esquece que também é mortal
pratica o mal bem na moral, pra se fude no juízo final
e a família o que tem a dizer, que o seu filho ninguém vai trazer
na mão de deus entreguei você, na lei da terra vocês vão se fuder
e quem é você pra me dizer tudo o que devo e não devo fazer
a favela é sinistra e na madrugada filho da puta assassino de farda
se eles te ver tenta correr, se ele sacar o finado é você
a dona morte surge do nada, de lata cinza na madrugada
encontro com ela na escuridão, com o tenente ou o capitão
já penso na vela já vejo o caixão, começo a rezar faço uma oração
e de repente surge na mente, uma idéia de um delinquente
se eu fosse doente com tudo no pente, tomasse atitude de um demente
matar ou morrer veja você, de qualquer forma vou me proteger
eu quero viver não quero morrer, não ser uma alma que vai padecer
não quero estar realmente de novo, na mão desses caras que fedem a porco
se eles me pegam me enchem de soco, não vou relatar esse fato de novo
meu deus tá no céu não tem pra ninguém, eu acredito na jerusalém
que foi prometida pra quem confiar, e para o mal não se entregar
monstro da alma inimigo da mente, nunca se sabe o que vem pela frente
mais se você anda na fé, não leva uma de zé mané
sabe qual é não mete o migué, não vai falhar tropeçar no seu pé
mas se cair veja você, que jesus cristo vai te proteger
ele sabe a sua sina nunca dorme não fica na fila
é mano de fé é do coração, não usa farda não tem um oitão
não é presidente, não tem eleição ele é o cara moro sangue bom
a favela é sinistra e na madrugada filho da puta assassino de farda
se eles te ver tenta correr, se ele sacar o finado é você

Realidade Cruel - Dia de Visita

Sinto uma grande vontade de chorar ao ver a minha mãe
aqui vindo me visita talvez se eu tivesse pensado um
pouco mais, talvez hoje eu não estaria atrás de uma cela
num pátio de um presidio numa triste tarde de domingo
é foda mano você não sabe é triste pra sobreviver em
paz aqui tem que ser firme veja as fotos penduradas na parede
de madrugada quem deve aqui treme, chora, sofre,
pede para não morre na lei da cadeia é matar ou
morrer, eu agradeço pela visita graças a Deus ainda
tenho família, tenho uns conhecidos, tenho uma pá de
mano, na rua no presidio uma pá de mano, 15 anos pra
puxa de detenção latrocínio na ficha de um ladrão sinto
uma grande vontade de chora ao ver minha mãe aqui
vindo me visitar.

Mãe como vai lá em casa, como anda os manos da
quebrada, diga pros mano que mandei lembranças, da um
abraço bem forte nas crianças (2x)

Mãe como anda lá em casa, como anda os manos da
quebrada, como anda o Duda, como anda o Flávio, como
anda o Mi, o Pixote e o Renato, como anda os manos do
João Paulo cadê o Kenno se estão todos em paz tá
valendo , Rã veja só como é este lugar eu sinto
cheiro de morte no ar, aqui raramente se fala de amor, aqui
constantemente é puro sofrimento e dor, desespero ódio
vingança aqui não tem criança nem me ligo nas
lembranças, um regime cruel interno pra dentro do muro
um verdadeiro inferno
Treta toda hora no meu pavilhão seguro não, não é
lugar de ladrão não, sinto uma grande vontade de chora
ao ver minha família aqui vindo me visita, visita,
visita, visita...

Mãe como vai lá em casa, como anda os manos da
quebrada, diga pros mano que mandei lembranças, da um
abraço bem forte nas crianças (2x)

Meu filho vem correndo e me abraça eu já não contenho
as lagrimas todo dia na cela eu mesmo digo mas para de
pensa é impossível em liberdade fugir deste lugar
cadeia nunca mais detenção nem pensar lá em cima fica a
minha janela a minha bíblia a minha jega eu devia ter
pensado na hora agora é tarde parceiro é foda eu lá
com revolver na mão dentro da mansão cara a cara com a
vitima e o patrão meu parceiro se aproxima e fala
senta o dedo sem dó maluco mete bala cata o dinheiro e
as jóias que esta no cofre carro ligado lá fora a gente sai
no pinote tudo certo na sequência tudo combinado plano
bolado tudo esquematizado cena trágica correria
imagina a minha agonia e ai a reação mano eu nem
pensei sangue frio até a alma eu bum atirei veja só
até que ponto que o dinheiro sinto na pele que agora a
mão de Deus pesa minha mãe minha família meu filho
numa triste tarde de domingo sinto uma grande vontade
de chorar ao ver minha mãe aqui vindo me visita

Mãe como vai lá em casa, como anda os manos da
quebrada, diga pros mano que mandei lembranças, da um
abraço bem forte nas crianças (4x)

Viela 17 - No olho do furacão

Guilherme :D

 

http://www.facebook.com/#!/guilherme.alexandrelucinda

 

 

 

RZO - O Trem.

Realidade é muito triste
Mas é no subúrbio sujismundo
O submundo que persiste o crime
Pegar o trem é arriscado
Trabalhador não tem escolha
Então enfrenta aquele trem lotado
Não se sabe quem é quem, é assim
Pode ser ladrão, ou não,
Tudo bem se for pra mim
Se for polícia fique esperto Zé
Pois a lei da cobertura pra ele
Te socar se quiser
O cheiro é mal de ponta a ponta
Mas assim mesmo normalmente
O que predomina é a maconha
E aos milhares de todos os tipos
De manhã, na neurose, como
Pode ter um dia lindo
Portas abertas mesmo correndo
Lotado até o teto sempre está
Meu irmão vai vendo
Não dá pra agüentar, sim
É o trem que é assim, já estive, eu sei, já estive
Muita atenção, essa é a verdade
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer é mole
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer (é mole)
E agora se liga, você pode crer (é pra gravar, tá ?)
Todo cuidado não basta, porque (um toque)
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer (é mole)
Confira de perto, é bom conhecer (é mole)
E agora se liga, você pode crer (é pra gravar, tá ?)
Todo cuidado não basta, porque (um toque)
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer ...
Todos os dias mesma gente
É sempre andando, viajando,
Surfando, mais à mais não teme
Vários malucos, movimento quente
Vários moleques pra vender,
Vem comprar, é aqui que vende
Quem diz que é surfista, é
Então fica de pé, boto mó fé, assim que é
Se cair vai pro saco
Me lembro de um irmão, troço chato
Subia, descia por sobre o trem, sorria
Vinha da Barra Funda há 2 anos todo dia
Em cima do trem com os manos
Surfistas, assim chamados são popularmente
Se levantou e encostou naquele fio,
Tomou um choque
Mas tão forte que nem sentiu, foi as nuvens
Tá com Deus, mano Biro sabe
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer é mole
Refrão
... E eu peço a Oxalá e então,
sempre vai nos guardar
Dai-nos forças pra lutar, sei vai precisar
No trem, meu bom, é assim, é o que é
Então centenas vão sentados e
Milhares vão em pé
E em todas as estações, ali preste
Atenção aos PF's
O trem para o povo entra e sai
Depois disso, o trem já se vai
Mas o que é isto ? Esquisito
E várias vezes assisti
Trabalhador na porta tomando borrachadas
Marmitas amassadas, fardas, isso é a lei ?
Vejam vocês, são cães, só querem humilhar toda vez
Aconteceu o ano passado em Perus
Um maluco estava na paz, sem dever
Caminhava na linha do trem sim, à uns 100 m
Dessa estação, preste atenção, repressão
Segundo testemunhas dali, ouvi
Foi na cara dura assassinado, mas não foi divulgado
E ninguém está, não está, ninguém viu
As mortes na estrada de ferro Santos - Jundiaí
E ninguém tá nem aí, Osasco - Itapevi,
do Brás a Mogi ou Tamanduatei
É o trem que é assim, já estive, eu sei, já estive
Muita atenção, essa é a verdade
Subúrbio pra morrer, vou dizer é mole
Refrão..

Ice Cube - Today Was a Good Day

 

 

Smooth.. heh.. yep..
Heheheh.. remix..
Just waking up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin niggas everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day
That's right..
Creep to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a brother's direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em
with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' Lil' Joe
Picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day
Hehe..
Left my homie's house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to do since the twelve grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
Felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my jimmy runs deep, so deep
So deep put her butt to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her butt off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams
No helicopter lookin for the murder
Two in the mornin got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp"
Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day.