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Jam Baxter – Dumb (feat. Trellion & Lee Scott) (Mansion 38 Deluxe Edition Album)

[Trellion]

Yo, I don’t have a reason to care
I wrote this verse 35,000 feet in the air
With my feet in the air
Reclining like a G in my chair
I’m the shit and I’m completely aware
Tell the chef I like my steak well done, medium-rare
Optimistic when they meet me but they leave in despair
Yeah, yeah
I’m too greedy to share
Bust a nut in her mouth
That’s a seedy affair
40 degrees, 51 layers on
But I’m too cold to be switching on the air-con
I’m a rare one, looking homeless mumbling
Got the locals wondering where the fuck they’re from (happy land)
I’m moving bookie in the duty-free
I just killed the whole game off
Stupid me
Mr. T put the Bruce in Lee
Got these kids fanning out but they’ll never be as cool as me

[Jam Baxter]

Sit back and watch the whole clan flourish
Rolled out the womb rocking gelled back mullets (FRESH)
Yeah my whole fam sluggish (SWEG)
Sheets of acid in our hand luggage
Smell the salted butter in the air
Moon walking through customs screaming nothing to declare
Yeah, you can stop waiting on a sign now
Lady lucks a little busy painting on her eyebrows
Caked in foundation getting wasted on a night out
I just sat at yard squirming like a live trout
The rejected cast of human traffic
Lately I been selling DMT to fund my bugle habit
That’s fucked, (nah) absurdity
I run a side hustle in experimental surgery
Mile long waiting list for brain amputations
Face lacerations and straight strangulations
My mans a maiden, I’m rolling to my gates
You roll out the session tears rolling down your face
Waste, you can see my soul from out of space
And even though I’m older now I’m still straight dumb
(dumb, dumb, dumb)

[Lee Scott]

Yo, Doctor Scott coming through like me Johnny popped
But do I give a shit? Probably not
I’m not crying I just Eyeball Paul’d a vodka shot
And hobbled off like Oswald Cobblepot
I don’t wanna try I just want the guap (money)
And the green jacket
Fuck the tee off like a glottal stop
On the chopping block, so cool
Sipping ice tea, holler Spike Lee for the dolly shot
You aren’t nice ask George R. Price
Tryna get my face a pop up on porn star sites
Registration closing, sign up quick
I’m 12 inches tall with a 5 foot dick
Due to complications, I’ll be zoning out in future conversations
The only thing I lose is concentration
I fuck me life up and sue the entire human population
For a multipack of snickers and a can of Guinness;
I was too smashed to finish
Flipping like a Paralympic gymnast, so effortless
Your child’s sports day gold medalist
I carry an egg with a spoon on
At your wake crunching a crouton with no suit on
I just wanna get out of me face
And have kids with luxury car names on council estates
I’m not down for debate you’re not me real son, son
We can’t have fun but (WE CAN GET DUMB)

[Bridge]
Every night my IQ’s droppin’
Whole crew’s out on the balcony plottin’
Halfsteppin’ with your wife shoe shoppin’
Swiggin’ liquor in my coffin (x2)

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Jam Baxter – For A Limited Time Only (Mansion 38 Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro]
This man has a secret he hides from his family
An overwhelming desire for the crumbly crispness
The subtle flavour of Simmers Rice Biscuits
Really darling, electricity costs money! But what’s the use of having nice skin if nobody can see it?
His wife discovered Simmers Rice Biscuits long ago, have you?
For the fresh clear skin you’re meant to have, trust the purest toilet soap possible

[Verse 1]
Yeah, urgent appeal from a drowsy drunk
For just three pounds a month
You could provide me just enough water
To find your saviour and drown the cunt
Sale starts Monday
Stand out from the crowd with a mound of junk
Our dedicated team are on hand daily to sell your baby an ounce of punk
Coming soon to a city near you
For just fourteen ninety-nine
This sweltering mass of electrified cables
Can jump start your new life of crime
Smother your face in our brand new fragrance
Bathe yourself in the fountain of payments
This Easter, please bare a thought for my dwindling patience
Brand new for your cupboards: spoilt milk tailored for poor mothers
Research suggests our cream can make your life 95 percent more butters
Have you been wasted for four summers?
Surviving on cider and raw uppers
Yeah, call our store our spiralling eyeballs come in all colours
Have you tried our incredible sputum
Shakily tested and chemically proven
To smoothen the wrinkling head of a human
Renders age a pathetic illusion
Gargle this light brown soup
Here at the Eye Gouge Group we’re committed to providing a service
To leave you blissfully blind
Lie down troops, lie down troops, lie down troops
Enlist now be the best
Start a career in dealing death
Become a one-legged old bleeding mess
If you only call one number today
Before your fingers crumble away
Before these buildings rust and decay
And your clutching a nostril encrusted in K
Please make it ours
Two for one deals on brains in jars
Count your coins, we proudly present our
Brand new extensive range of parts
Wake up, roll up, feast your eyes
Join up now for a free surprise
This thick knife comes with a whole bag of drama
A getaway car and a free disguise
Our brand new formula greases the palms
Of your well dressed torturer
Comes recommended by your top sadist
Gassed at the thought of your unspoilt faces
Sign up here
Free ten pound bet
Drain your accounts and consolidate all your remaining debt

[Intermission]
If we call just show us a large Daz packet, answer a simple question correctly
And you win five pounds! If you have two large or one giant-size, you can win ten pounds!
Is your date afraid of lights?
No I am, with this ghastly skin, I’m always washing like you told me
But even my super new perfume soap hasn’t helped
Scotch Perkins, by Simmers. Full of goodness, full of ginger and spice and all things nice

[Verse 2]
Shit, how long have I been watching these?
How long have I been staring at billboards
Feeding my coins into slot machines
I never clocked it was possible to puke for 20 months straight
You should’ve told me, I stubbed out my rolly
Something in the air made the room seem mouldy
Stare out coldly
Belled my bredrin, payed him a visit
The rain seems strangely acidic
I’m not sure why the burning sensation was vaguely idyllic
By the time I sank my last bevvy
My jingling wallet felt so darn heavy
By the time I reached the end of my street
I somehow squandered every last penny
Every last penny, every last penny, every last penny
Dog food, dish cloth, mouthwash, Henny
Every trace of the Queen’s face ripped into one cascade of confetti
I got yard sat down sank deep in my seat and switched on the telly

[Outro]
And here’s another exciting thing to look out for!
Our squires are already putting this leaflet through almost every door!
It gives you an extra chance of winning the same big prizes
Get Fairy Snow for extra white clothes. Fairy Snow forces grey out – forces white in
Don’t miss this great chance to win big prizes, and remember: Daz washes so white you can see the difference
Extra creamy and to pamper the palate pour Carnation over the pudding too
It’s delicious
It’s delicious
It’s delicious…

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Jam Baxter – Soi 36 (Mansion 38 Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro]
Yeah
Adjust the AC
Little man
Scurry on

[Verse 1]
Compelled to win
Caged birds seldom sing
That’s why I pick locks in my spare time
All my vultures exiled in sin
I couldn’t help but grin
When you crowned yourself a king
The singular tenant in the hornets nest that never felt a sting
The whole crew stank of stardom
Converse in the crew new deep fangle jargon
All that was left in the wake
Were the ethanol fumes and a strangled barman
Churn out wheels like a battery farmer
My life’s a perpetual act of arson
The very same serpents that bit my tongue
Now fill a deep grave in an abandoned garden
Small time villain to the core
Brain like a prisoner of war
Yeah, another bloodstained year
Another string of woman to ignore
It took me a while to absorb your blindness
Hatchback looking like a four door virus
Screetchin the tires as the customers twitch like
Jellyfish squished on a four chord spineless

[Chorus]
You can’t predict your future like that
Shoot that crimson moon and lie back
I was in the bits consuming my stash
Dealing with this bitch that puked in my lap
You are not part of a single movement I back
I ordered a brain and supersize that

[Verse 2]
Hit DMT on abandoned beaches
Got the skies all smashed to pieces
And when we all rereach the surface
We can sit and gass about who swam the deepest
I was in the wormholes catchin’ reaches
Must’ve mistook your fam for leeches
Dr Benway digs in your chest like
"Fam I’ve lost count of this man’s diseases"
My breath reeks of a thousand things
Emerged from a thick green cloud of gin
Stashed pockets like walk-in closets
I never let a bouncer win
We had to explore your core
So we dug that scalpel in
Yeah, instant rebirth
Just add water to pile the skin
This Jam just got strange
I been yammin’ on champing on yons bay
I saw your wet blood singing like a brand new ferrari crashed in your veins
A fit miss shrouded the wreckage
Skyline lookin’ like a lit red lettuce
You can feel your face but make yourself scarce when the kid gets peckish

[Chorus]
Spew your gash and watch ’em turn blue
You’re quite sure the world deserves you
She was a smudge across my bird view
I’m just tryin’ to fuck the rest of her crew
The slurs that you heard about me weren’t true
Stretch these skies apart and burst through

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Jam Baxter – Teeth Marks (Mansion 38 Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
To a soundtrack of insects screaming
And every skin cell wheezing
I picked out the liquor soaked suit for the evening and took my position steam rolled to the ceiling
Greetings, these are the kids we’re dripfeeding
A sea of eyes light up, light up
Slovenly exterior gleaming
Yeah, too lucid
I don’t care who you wanna slap hooves with
In alleyways kids swap juices and loose lipped skets and goons compare bruises
I once knew this petrified wench
With a musky pesticide stench
She’d sharpen her nails on the walls all day and by night she would hug an electrified fence
And that bitch bit my middle finger in half
Faces inches apart, Had
Bare weird chicks in my yard, I
Stayed up and stuck pins in her heart, now
We squished old flames in our ashtrays
And let a moth circle our lampshades
I excelled in the red blooded rampage, rocking two stumps that could triple jump mass graves

[Chorus]
Yeah
Are they your teeth marks in your tail?
I think they’re your teeth marks in your tail
Looks like they’re your teeth marks in your tail
Tail
Yeah
Is their air too hard to inhale?
You said their air’s too hard to inhale
Pissed cause their air’s too hard to inhale
Hale
Hale

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I caught the half seven to Hanoi with a steaming oven fresh cerebellum to destroy
By twenty past ten I was beginning to suspect we were running out of mind bending weapons to deploy
City hopper
This sack of flesh is my best offer
I haggled till sundown, sundown
Swigging liquor in death’s honour
Stuck a next blotter under the tongue, took a
Sharp breath and punctured a lung, raise a
Glass to us wonderful scum, cause I
Love what us cunts have become
Now I can spend my life in this field right here
Your skin doesn’t feel real my dear
She said give sobriety a chance and
I recoiled at the mere idea
So tell me, are they your teeth marks in your tail?
Cause you look a touch dizzy
Sink another Snakebite, rack another rail
Fuck with me
Hourly trips to the moon
Coughing up comet dust into the room
Crowned as a king as I slip from the womb
Cannonballed into this crimson lagoon
Paddling out, rinsing the wounds
Sipping on venom, I think I’m immune
That rabid dog span on the spot with his jaws outstretched in a spiral of fumes

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Nana Mizuki – Brave Phoenix (Live)

手と手の温もりが僕を強くする
積み重ねた想い空を駆け抜けて

風になるこの願いが涙さえ乾かして
解き放つ力が剣になり突き抜ける

きっと終わりは始まりの唄
羽ばたいた鳥の唄
戦う意味を見失わないで祈りよ星になれ
今は共に燃やした焔を明日への灯火にして
震えてもいいからぐっと前を見よう
この胸に小さな勇気と 奇跡を…

気づけば傍にいるなんて暖かいの
まるで花のようにいつも寄り添って

本当の宝物が何なのか気づいたよ
もう二度と迷わない君の為に僕の為に

きっと涙は虹に変わって
七色に煌めくでしょう
心と心の架け橋になり刹那でもいいから
そして大きな翼を広げあの丘の太陽より
とびっきりの顔で無邪気に笑うんだ
ただ空は光を待ってる 飛ぼうよ…

やがて僕や君が大人になって夜に泣いてても
このかけがえのない歴史(とき)が未来の地図になるだろう
さあ今生まれゆく新たな道をどうか惑わずに
ほら見上げてごらん地平線から命が息吹くよ

きっと終わりは始まりの唄
羽ばたいた鳥の唄
戦う意味を見失わないで祈りよ星になれ
ぎゅっとぎゅっと繋いだ心を絶対に忘れないよ
確かなことは今旅立つ僕達が
夜明けより輝いている事 笑顔で…
振り返らないで 行こうよ…

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Booba – Garcimore (Autopsie 0 Album)

Tous les jours je taffe dur, tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Tous les jours je taffe dur tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Avant d’rentrer dans l’rap j’avais déjà plein d’ennemis
Tous ces pédés m’ont regardé à la Star Académy
J’suis hemi j’effleure le ciel, tu touches le RMI
J’fuck la vie, je vis la nuit, j’fais plus de bruit qu’un deux et demi
Tu m’a vu à la télé mais je n’suis pas ton ami
Tu ferais mieux de reculer si tu veux mon avis
À l’heure où je te parle j’suis peut-être à Miami
Accompagné d’un 90 D à bord d’ma Ferrari
J’peut finir au tarmi comme le célèbre chef Mamie
Sans dinde ni salami la la la chatte à ta mamie
Je viens de là où tu ne peux pas aller
Sur moi tu n’as aucun dossier tu n’peux pas parler
Je viens de Paris 92 capitale
Des dealeurs de came Hauts-de-Seine j’habite àl
Rafale de bastos dans les amidales
J’suis là pour la gagne ceci n’est pas un match amical
C’est un pour la monnaie, deux pour la monnaie,
Trois pour la monnaie, quatre pour la monnaie
Le rap est dead, MC tu fume trop d’herbe
T’as pas d’crédit sauf à la banque t’es qu’une grosse merde
Le son est lourd qui sont les loups
C’est nous 92i crew prédéstinés à rien du tout
L’illicite c’est mon dada comme pour les mecs à Guadada
972 HLM3 les mecs au heps à Guadada
J’te souhaite la mort sans aucun souci
Joue pas les gros bras j’suis Garcimore avec un uzi, abracadabra
Un faut mouv’ le mouv te croque Mazalaza pour s’amuser
Le boulbi vient de Tsunami s’y ressentent une onde de choc
Le son vient de la benz, le tien vient de la benne
Couleur ébéne plus le combat est dur plus la victoire est belle
Ne joue pas avec la rue tu risques d’en payer le prix
Combien sont mort ou handicapés, s’en sont jamais remis

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Booba – Tout Et Tout D’suite (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Intro]
Si si

[Couplet 1]
Je-je veux tout et tout d’suite, la street m’a toujours coachée
Je suis toujours chaud, eh négro je suis jamais fauché
A travers ma réussite tu vois ton échec
Donne moi des news mec : "Comment la vie te traite ?"
H-24 avec les khos, soirées drogue , jeux vidéos
J’ai la sono , le flow , la queue, le calibre qu’il te faut
Viens pas mettre , le nez dans mes affaires
Poser genou à terre , man’ je sais pas le faire
J’fais des albums pour pas cher
Quand ma lamborghini est sale j’appelle Sarkozy pour un coup de Kärcher
Tu rappes, abboies, mais tu ne mords pas
Le monde appartient à ceux qui se lévent tôt ? Alors je ne dors pas
Tu-tu n’auras jamais le titre
Mes lyrics te pètent les chichos, c’est mieux pour sucer des bites
Le rap la drogue les courses poursuites
J’ai pas le temps pour le SMIC , les ASSEDIC, moi je veux tout et tout d’suite

[Refrain]
Tout-tout-tout et tout de suite (Tout-tout-tout et tout de suite)
Je veux tout et tout d’suite, tout-tout-tout et tout de suite (C’est B2O tu te rappelles de moi Pédé)

[Couplet 2]
Autopsie vol.2 à bord du vaisseau mére pépére
Je vais te péter le coccyx tout seul parce que tu es trop Guez-mér
Que tous les albums circulent, c’est ma nouvelle mixtape
Jamais rassasié, je trouve que mes chèques manquent de virgules
Coño, je m’en bats les sseufs d’être un artiste
Les négros veulent ma peau-ño, me rayer de la liste
Si, si, viens pas me chercher des puces
Man , je marche avec des Gal-sen, je traine avec des Russes
Ma grammaire est malsaine
B.2.o.b.a. j’traine tard et vis dans les endroits tah Fresnes
J’signe des autographes, sur des seins des seufs
On parle de moi au hebs, chez les keufs et dans les toilettes des meufs
J’ai commencé le rap, cela remonte à quand ?
Plus jeune j’avais rien dans la tête, tout dans la boite à gants
Du fond du trou vient l’acoustique
C’est plus dur pour Mamadou et Toufik, moi je veux tout et tout d’suite

[Refrain]
Tout-tout-tout et tout de suite (Tout-tout-tout et tout de suite)
Je veux tout et tout d’suite, tout-tout-tout et tout de suite (C’est B2O tu te rappelles de moi Pédé)

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Booba – A3 (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Couplet unique]
Je ne fais pas partie du troupeau, j’égorge les gardes-champêtre
Prends les armes avec moi si t’es mon poto
Animal galeux j’vais pas chez le docteur je vais chez le véto
J’ai les couilles en or j’passe pas les détecteurs de métaux
Sans le génie le sport, l’argent facile, c’était mon ghetto
Jamais je ne me plierai, jamais je ne serai un bon négro
Enculé je vais te fumer, j’vais prendre 10 piges, je serai plus le king de la city
Énervé dans le 92 izi car fouetté dans le Mississipi
Pimp mon gamos chez Xzibit, suce moi la bite sans faire d’chichis
B2OBA, on s’embrouille là-bas je t’enterre ici
Lunatic depuis la naissance, sisi
Avec du sang d’esclave j’écris cette missive, mon blase gravé sur le missile
Tant que j’serai sur la piste, rapper sera un métier à haut risques
Essaye d’accorder tes choristes au chant d’une météorite
Hey ho de quoi tu parles ? C’est violent depuis le préau
Big boss, je tire les pénos, Rolls Royce je fais des créneaux
C’est K.O.2.P. qui joue, pourquoi tu demandes "c’est qui qui mène ?" ?
Négro est-ce moi qui aime l’oseille ou lui qui m’aime ?
Il m’en a fallu, il m’en faut, il m’en faudra
Pour pas rouler en Skoda, ne pas décevoir maître Yoda
Descendant de terres d’Afrique, quand je baise ça sent le musc
Cerveau en très bon état, 95 kilos de muscles

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Booba – Double Poney (Autopsie 0 Album)

Des hormones de dos argenté, constate les analyses
Les rappeurs français découpés, des kilos de hess’ dans la valise
Je tiens toujours mes bails, en temps de crise, de pénurie
J’suis rentré dans la matrice, esquive les balles comme Keanu Reaves
T’es nouveau dans l’biz, j’suis là depuis Wu-Tang killa Beez
Mon hobby: m’taper au sabre avec Obi Wan Kenobi
Infos dispos sur le site man, premier sur le shit man
U tréma sur le sweat, 56 000 euros le feat
On connaît d’jà le générique, t’es là à nous parler d’ton titre
On a vidé les douilles d’ton chargeur, scié les chicots d’ton pit
Un faux mouv’, on te recherche, te traque dans toute la ville
On t’nique ta mère et ta grand-mère, si elle est toujours en vie
Six heures du mat’ en cage ces pédés d’condés me questionnent
Bien entendu je nie, je n’reconnais personne
Qui a honte d’être un négro à part Michael Jackson?
Shoota Babylon à bord d’une Martin Aston
Lunettes noires, vitres baissées, c’est moi dans la Benzo
On cruise à 20 à l’heure comme dans les rues de Crenshaw
Compère peu fréquentable, insolent comme sonne-per
Négro crois pas qu’on perd, la chatte à ton père
Mais déjà dis moi d’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
D’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
Tu crois qu’j’ai perdu le nord, que j’me suis éparpillé
Flingue dans la bouche, yeux écarquillés, je n’les laisse pas crier
J’encule le système français, oui je suis expatrié
Seul un peu d’oseille pourrait me rapatrier
Bien sur j’continue l’son pour faire du halal billet
Musculation, Rice and Beans, ba-banane grillée
Je viens du Sénégal, le soir observe les kalash briller
Bakel city dans la place, retrouve ton palace pillé
Ici bas j’ai rien à faire à part acheter des gros apparts
Va dire au chauffeur que j’pose mon cul où j’veux, comme Rosa Parks
Alerte au météorite, putain de gros impact
Tu dis partout qu’t’es une terreur, chez nous on t’trouve super sympa
J’ai le gauche droite gauche d’un boxeur cubain
T’es pas frais, tu monte sur ne-scè comme pour aller acheter du pain
Et nous sommes les meilleurs, les vrais négros le savent
Concert à guichet fermé sur bateau d’esclaves
Lunettes noires, vitres baissées, c’est moi dans la Benzo
On cruise à 20 à l’heure comme dans les rues de Crenshaw
Compère peu fréquentable, insolent comme sonne-per
Négro crois pas qu’on perd, la chatte à ton père
Mais déjà dis moi d’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
D’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
Quelques mauvais conseils, des trafics pas nets
Grace à ça j’paye ma bouteille, tu payes ta canette
Tu t’fais des casse-croûtes, j’me fais des restos
J’envoie des diamants à ma go, t’envoies des textos
Pourquoi frime t’il autant, pourquoi est-il si méchant?
L’argent pourrit les gens, met du chrome sur mes jantes
Quand j’serai grand j’serai président, j’ai besoin qu’on m’pistonne
J’veux jouer du saxo, m’faire sucer comme Bill Clinton
T’as autant d’style qu’un bas d’survet’ avec une paire de Weston
Qui a plus de flow que B.2.O? Personne
Burlington, paire de Stan Smith, Smith & Wesson
20 janvier 09, j’m’arrache à Washington
Jusqu’ici tout va bien, négro plus rien ne m’étonne
Mon uzi pèse une tonne, je n’viens que pour des grosses sommes
J’suis dans mon living room, room, j’vends des ringtones
La concurrence prend dans le cavu, comme Elton John
Lunettes noires, vitres baissées, c’est moi dans la Benzo
On cruise à 20 à l’heure comme dans les rues de Crenshaw
Compère peu fréquentable, insolent comme sonne-per
Négro crois pas qu’on perd, la chatte à ton père
Mais déjà dis moi d’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
D’où tu m’connais? Parle moi en billets violets
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money
Dou-double poney, j’fais izi money

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Booba – La Vie En Rouge (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Couplet 1]
Je n’ai jamais travaillé, je suis jamais allé au bureau
Je me lève pour aller pousser avec mes négros des Mureaux
Je ne sais rien faire de mes mains à part sécher mes larmes
Je suis flammes, déflagrations, armes, un drame national
Mère en stress car enfant menotté à tous les coups
Maîtresse ne peut me noter car absent à tous les cours
Du coup je n’ai aucun diplôme, j’ai que dalle, sa mère !
M’en sortir sans l’illicite, je n’y arriverai jamais
J’ai pensé à tout, même à séquestrer le Pape
Tu penses à sortir un album, je pense à arrêter le Rap
La race aryenne ne m’aime pas car je suis un bon à rien
Défoncé, je plane, je fais des raids aériens

[Refrain]
Aujourd’hui, c’est peut-être la dernière fois que je souris
Aujourd’hui, je crois que je vais me rendre, j’en ai marre de courir
Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui…
Aujourd’hui, majeur en l’air, j’aurai mon dernier fou rire

[Couplet 2]
Dur de sauver de l’argent, pourtant l’argent nous sauve
En banlieue je suis devenu fauve, sauvage devenu chauve
Drogué jusqu’aux os dans mon 100-8 Zoo
Dan-dangereux jusqu’au flow, tu sais où me trouver si t’es chaud
Tu sais où venir per-cho, 0.9 sur le réchaud
Un verre de Damoiseau, le rap tapine sur les Maréchaux
Je ne suis qu’un parasite évadé du collège
Tu vas devenir raciste quand je vais te braquer ta Rolex
T’en parleras à tes collègues qui vont le devenir aussi
Mais moi je m’en bats les couilles, je donnerai l’heure à tout mon possee
Une spéciale dédicace à tous mes frères sur le billard
Je vois la vie en rouge, mon ciel est bleu comme Tookie Williams

[Refrain]
Aujourd’hui, c’est peut-être la dernière fois que je souris
Aujourd’hui, je crois que je vais me rendre, j’en ai marre de courir
Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui… Aujourd’hui…
Aujourd’hui, majeur en l’air, j’aurai mon dernier fou rire

[Outro]
Aujourd’hui…

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Booba – Rats Des Villes (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Couplet 1]
J’regarde sur ma gauche : R.A.S
Sur ma droite : des chiens d’la casse tenus en laisse
Ils se disent : "Il a du pez, il faut qu’on lui enlève"
Les mecs, cherchez du business, arrêtez d’être en hass
Les ennemis de mes amis ne sont pas mes amis, no !
Ouvre la bouche, pose ton front sur mes abdominaux
Ce n’est pas qu’j’aime pas me mélanger mais disons
Simplement qu’les aigles ne volent pas avec les pigeons
J’suis arrivé par bateau, mon peuple a subi sévère
Mes négros ont les idées claires qu’avec des billets verts
Y’a pas qu’le pe-ra dans la vie, tu rappes à en devenir débile
Une pensée pour les rappeurs disparus comme Sully Sefil
Mi-gorille, mi-lion, 100% rat des villes
La beurette là-bas m’trouve mignon, elle porte des bas résille
J’ai goûté tous les cocktails à part celui de Russie
J’affiche ma réussite, j’parcours le monde, ses chambres d’hôtels

[Refrain]
On rentre dans le club (club), la musique est bonne (bonne)
Mes négros sont frais on dirait qu’on pèse des tonnes
Je marche sur le sol (sol), le bitume s’allume
On dit bonjour à tout le monde shalom, salam, salut
Tu fais la deux tu fais la trois, je fais la une
Tu fais le loup le chien tu aboies, je fais la lune
Tu fais la rousse, la blonde et la brune
On connais pas la "lose", négro nous on fait la thune

[Couplet 2]
On rentre dans le club pour tout niquer, je ne sais pas ce que t’en penses
Ramène pas ton équipe de trans sur la piste de danse
Les keufs m’ont à l’œil, j’hésite à transporter mon gun
Alors j’commande bouteille de Jack pour mieux t’éclater la gueule
J’rappe comme une machine, j’le vis, tu imagines
Leurs putes font ma lessive, les rimes fusent comme des missiles
J’regarde dans mon rétro pas un négro dans mon sillon
J’me fais chier dans ce rap game j’suis seul avec mes millions
Océan Arctique, ours polaire en plein travaux pratique
Izi charismatique, le move caresse ma trique
Rappeur comme moi, jamais vu comme le Mollah Omar
Connu chez les shtars, reconnu jusque dans l’Oklahoma

[Refrain]
On rentre dans le club (club), la musique est bonne (bonne)
Mes négros sont frais on dirait qu’on pèse des tonnes
Je marche sur le sol (sol), le bitume s’allume
On dit bonjour à tout le monde shalom, salam, salut
Tu fais la deux tu fais la trois, je fais la une
Tu fais le loup le chien tu aboies, je fais la lune
Tu fais la rousse, la blonde et la brune
On connais pas la "lose", négro nous on fait la thune

[Couplet 3]
Agresse ton boss pour augmentation
Viens à ma table, armé, bien habillé, la réglementation
On vient du bled sale bâtard pas du terroir
Tu seras rebeu et black qu’avec un oeil au beurre noir
Si tu veux pas t’faire enculer ne me donne pas tes fesses
Les fans m’imitent, les condés surveillent mes faits et gestes
Mais moi j’suis dans le club avec Yahia, Mazalaza
Tu jettes des cailloux sur scène, serais-tu de la bande de Gaza ?
Méfie toi de mon coup de boule négro de la droite de Brazza
Rejoins le prince de la ville poupée à l’hôtel Plaza
Je dribble te la mets au fond comme Shevchenko
Je suis fresh for life, sorti de chez Boulbi&Co

[Refrain]
On rentre dans le club (club), la musique est bonne (bonne)
Mes négros sont frais on dirait qu’on pèse des tonnes
Je marche sur le sol (sol), le bitume s’allume
On dit bonjour à tout le monde shalom, salam, salut
Tu fais la deux tu fais la trois, je fais la une
Tu fais le loup le chien tu aboies, je fais la lune
Tu fais la rousse, la blonde et la brune
On connais pas la "lose", négro nous on fait la thune

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Booba – Foetus (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Refrain]
Foetus je défierai quiconque
Beaucoup plus grosses que des balles de ping-pong
Je me frappe le torse comme King Kong
Charge comme Mohamed, Tyson, dès le ding-dong

[Couplet 1]
Parti du testicule droit, plus rapide que Michael Phelps
9 mois plus tard, pas de place pour les faibles
J’irai en prison à 20 ans
Pour l’instant je suis violet comme un billet de 500
J’ai des faux flingues je te tire dessus
En maternelle je mange du sable, je me pisse dessus
J’apprends à chasser comme un petit lionceau
Plus tard tu viendras me voir pour ta conso
Encore trop jeune pour qu’on me traite de sale renoi
Je me sens proche des negros plus noirs que moi
École primaire, élève de classe moyenne
Pour être au top je deviendrai mi-homme mi-hyène
J’ai peur du noir, du croque-mitaine
J’ai la trique devant les clips de Farmer Mylène
Je vois l’Afrique à la télévision
"Elle meurt peu à peu", disent ils dans leurs chansons

[Refrain]
Foetus je défierai quiconque
Beaucoup plus grosses que des balles de ping-pong
Je me frappe le torse comme King Kong
Charge comme Mohamed, Tyson, dès le ding-dong

[Couplet 2]
Très tôt je pars au bled, je reviens marqué
Blessé, je rentre en France pour les maquer
Public Enemy la sonorité
Je ne tolère ni uniforme, ni autorité
Ils ont Canal + en décrypté
Je fais mes courses aux puces, je suis dans la street à kritker
Pas de relation stable, elles viennent je les baise
Je dois rester focus, je monte sur tous les dièses
Les plus sages me disent de me ranger
Mais je suis déter’ sur le ter-ter, pas prêt de changer
Mylène Farmer ne me fait plus bander
Mc Hammer ne me fait plus danser
Par contre la rue me fera chanter
Elle me détruirera, me le dira, m’y fera penser
Je ne sais que mordre, on m’a interdit de lécher
Je veux pas de ton poisson, je veux que tu m’apprennes à pêcher

[Refrain]
Foetus je défierai quiconque
Beaucoup plus grosses que des balles de ping-pong
Je me frappe le torse comme King Kong
Charge comme Mohamed, Tyson, dès le ding-dong

[Couplet 3]
100-8 Zoo, les négros veulent B2O
Flow de grizzli, je rappe so easily
Meneur, leader, black entrepreneur
Inspiré par Martin Luther et Shawn Carter
La street mon premier amour
J’ai du la tromper, mais je l’aimerai toujours
Je me devais de communiquer
Ma self-education, ma rage de guerrier soninké
Des bancs de la school, au port de la cagoule
Des crayons de couleurs, aux uzis mitrailleurs
Flash back ! Du landeau à la Maybach
Du premier esclave au premier président black
J’ai souffert, d’autres ont souffert beaucoup plus
Pour eux je dechaîne l’enfer, les degrés Celsius
A César j’esquisse un rictus
Incline-toi devant le purple foetus

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Booba – A4 (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Refrain]
Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
U trema sur l’habillage
J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch

[Couplet unique]
Casse-nous pas trop les illes-cou, on va t’rouer de coups
Demande à Don Miloud, Hood comme dans Boyz in the hood Ice Cube
J’encule vous tous ma pute prépare le couscous
Uzi dans chaque main donc j’suis sur Bluetooth
Général de guerre contre fantassins
Traine avec hommes d’affaires et des assassins
J’pèse des tonnes, des demi kill’s
J’perds ni à l’extérieur ni à domicile
Ford péta pour un rodéo
3 visages pales dans la Mondéo (grillés)
J’suis black & white comme un Oréo
Fucked up, no limit #LittleRoméo
Eternel délit de faciès
MC où es-tu comme Princesse Anies ?
J’te fume en pleine messe la chatte à ta nièce
Ma pute en Hermès la tienne en Airness

[Refrain]
Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
U trema sur l’habillage
J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch

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Booba – Bakel City Gang (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Intro]
A4
2093
92izère
Sénégal DKR
Bakel City Gangster

[Couplet 1]
Mon meilleur srab est mort j’suis blasé de la life
Les démons sortent la nuit négro j’suis guerrier de la night
Ici que de la frappe, du bif et de la chatte
Laisse-les jouer des maracas Gorilla Thug, chien de la casse
92 pas de fioritures, j’veux pussy, gamos, nourriture
Le reste j’le laisse aux bolosses hein, j’les laisse la couler dur
Le vice est àl bien vi-ser, la haine est viscérale
Vaisseau mère faucon mili, flow intersidéral
Lève ta main si t’as du Jack, des gros culs à ta ble-ta
Nos meufs sont trop malades, les négros pètent un ble-ca
Toujours plus haut je grimpe, plus dur je vais tomber
Le savoir est une arme j’suis calibré donc j’suis pas te-bé
Un grec après minuit, salut ma clique de Gremlins
Euro, Dollars US, Izi Livre Sterling
La banlieue devient mahboul, Kopp olympique, Swagg Brahim Asloum
Bim Bam Boom la chatte à Mac Doom

[Refrain]
J’ai jamais été suicidaire même avec rien dans l’frigidaire
J’préfère niquer des mères sur l’rainté mode paramilitaire
J’défouraille lui ou elle, criminel depuis le minitel
Vole de mes propres ailes B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang

[Couplet 2]
Face à ton équipe, t’inquiètes un seul homme s’adapte
Dis-leur de rester tranquille, personne va sodom’ Saddam
Saddam Hauts-de-Seine, Bakel City Gangster
Guinée Conakry, Clamart c’est àl que j’veux qu’on m’enterre
On a perdu meilleur soldat, j’suis blasé de la life
J’te tire dessus comme Cobra (brrah) j’danse plus la hype
La vie n’est pas un rêve d’ailleurs j’en fais des cauchemars
Ü sur le polo, Versace sur le costard
Fais pas d’bizz avec mes négros si tu peux pas les yép
Ma force de frappe est militaire tu parles en coup d’tête balayette
Allez, nique ta mère! j’tire dans le crâne, j’vise pas dans les ieps
Si tu l’es ap joue pas le gangster dans la street fallait y être
Moi j’ai rien à prouver, mon casier parle en ma défaveur
Eux ils ont des gods, nous on est des godfathers
Izi train de vizie soucizi calvitizie gros bre-chi par icizie
Dans Oz j’suis Adebisi (Izi, izi, izi)

[Refrain]
J’ai jamais été suicidaire même avec rien dans l’frigidaire
J’préfère niquer des mères sur l’rainté mode paramilitaire
J’défouraille lui ou elle, criminel depuis le minitel
Vole de mes propres ailes B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang

[Couplet 3]
Rajoute un 0 pour qu’on conclue, barbu comme Carlos Boozer
C’était juste moi dans ton cul, t’as cru qu’on était plusieurs
J’dis pas ce que j’fais ni à ma pute, ni sur Twitter
J’finirais en taule avait prédit mon instituteur
Pas besoin d’être marabout pour savoir que j’tournais mal
Pas besoin d’allumer ta radio à tous les feux rouges on est àl
J’ai fait mes classes à la ZUP, quand j’aboie ça chuchote
La France d’en haut, porte mini-jupe, donc je vois sa culotte
Les keufs te questionnent rappelles-toi quand on t’a dit chut
Aulnay-Sous-Bois l’ASB te tombent dessus pas le temps de dire "zut"
Mon kho était le meilleur, j’suis blasé de la life
Tous plus intelligents que l’plus haut gradé de la BAC
Souvent j’pense à la téss’ man j’ai pas vraiment la pêche
Les putes passent à la caisse que des vrais négros dans la pièce
Souvent j’pense à la téss’ man j’ai pas vraiment la pêche
Les putes passent à la caisse que des vrais négros dans la pièce

[Refrain]
J’ai jamais été suicidaire même avec rien dans l’frigidaire
J’préfère niquer des mères sur l’rainté mode paramilitaire
J’défouraille lui ou elle, criminel depuis le minitel
Vole de mes propres ailes B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang
Gang Gang Gang Gang
B.A.K.E.L. City Gang

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JO – Que Sera, Sera

Eu n-am regrete, vreau sa traiesc
Viata cu sete, sa plang si sa iubesc
Oooh, acum e timpul sa scriu amintiri
Oooh, sa-mi аmintesc de vechile iubiri
Va fi rau sau bine, am sa spun asa

Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea

Numai odata, odata traiesc
Viata mea toata vreau s-o povestesc
Zilele pline de nebunii
Noptile-n care facem prostii
Oooh, povesti de care ne vom aminti
Va fi rau sаu bine, am sa spun asa

Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea

Si nu vreau sa ma grabesc
Astazi vreau doar sa traiesc
Intr-o singura noapte cat altii intr-un an
Sa ne distram fara niciun ban
Astazi vreau doar sa traiesc

Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea
Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que sera, sera.. asta-i viata mea

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Awall – Something Genuine

If you gotta love make it seem okay, ey, ey
If you gotta love make it seem okay, ey, ey

It’s enough for me
It’s enough for me
‘Cause I can’t take no more lies since
If you can’t bind none of my bridges
So tell me more of your lie
Tell me more of your lie
I know it ain’t right
I know it ain’t right

Sometimes I don’t know what to say, ey, ey
(What to say, what to say)
Something genuine is what a cray
(cray, cray, cray, cray)
Let’s just talk about it before it’s too late
(too late, too late)
Too late
We don’t say it but it meant it we’re too afraid
(too afraid, too afraid)

It’s enough for me
It’s enough for me
‘Cause I can’t take no more lies since
If you can’t bind none of my bridges
So tell me more of your lie
Tell me more of your lie
I know it ain’t right
I know it ain’t right

I wanna figure what is going on
(what is going on, going on, going on)
Don’t be so vague
Just make it known
(just make it known, just make it known)
You’re not the only one who feels alone
(feels alone, feels alone)
You don’t have to do everything on your own
(on your own, on your own)

It’s not enough of me
(enough for me, enough for me)
It’s not enough of me
(enough for me, enough for me)
For me to take more loses
For me to burn more bridges
I’m done with all of these lies
I’m done with all of these lies
Just tell me what’s on your mind
Just tell me what’s on your mind

Let’s just be genuine (x 4)
(what’s on your mind, what’s on your mind)

We don’t need lies
(we don’t need lies)
What’s on your mind
(what’s on your mind)

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Untouchable – Bera lyrics

Lyrics Bera – Untouchable

Just as cold as the sun on the .. of the cloud.
Tryna’ keep you, but you won’t stop.
Just as bad as the sun when the clouds are in his way.
Try to make you see me. versuri-lyrics.info
But I’m standing in the dark.
You’re the one I alwasys wanted.
You’ve been loved your whole life but you never’ve been there.
You wake up on the right side of the bed every morning.
You’ve been good your whole life, have you ever been bad?(untouchable)

You’re so untouchable.
Feels like I’m playing with fire, cause I can’t get close to touch you.
And you can tell me that you don’t dream about love, but you lie, you do.
Girl you know you do.
Bera lyrics
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Que sera sera – Jo versuri

Versuri Jo – Que sera sera

Eu n-am regrete, vreau sa traiesc
Viata cu sete, sa plang si sa iubesc
Ooohhh, acum e timpul sa scriu amintiri
Ooohhh, sa-mi amintesc de vechile iubiri
Va fi rau sau bine, am sa spun asa.(que sera)

Que sera, sera, asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que sera, sera, asta-i viata mea.

Numai odata, odata traiesc
Viata mea toata vreau s-o povestesc
Zilele pline de nebunii
Versuri-lyrics.info
Noptile-n care facem prostii
Oooh, povesti de care ne vom aminti
Va fi rau sau bine, am sa spun asa.

Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata mea.

Si nu vreau sa ma grabesc
Astazi vreau doar sa traiesc
Intr-o singura noapte cat altii intr-un an
Sa ne distram fara niciun ban
Astazi vreau doar sa traiesc.

Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata mea

Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata mea
Noaptea ne iubim, ziua povestim
Sunt clipe nebune ce nu le vom uita
Que seraaa, sera, asta-i viata meaaa..
Versuri Jo
Video sera

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Runaway – Spirix lyrics

Lyrics Spirix – Runaway

Let’s runaway, far away
Let’s do something we won’t forget
If you follow me I lead the way
Just take my hand and don’t look back
Don’t need no money, just lets get up and go
No need to worry, there’s nothing for us at home
We’ll find a place where we no doubt we both belong
‘Cause where we livin’ is no way to carry on.

So runnin’ away, just tryna escape
There ain’t a thing that’s gonna break us down
So follow this way ’cause I just can’t wait
You know that I need you now.

You know that I need you now
You know that I need you now.

See that you runnin’ away, yah
Wasn’t much more you could take, yahhh
Could tell by the look on you face
That you’ve been through it
You’re sick of the pain, yah
If they kick you out, you could stay with me
Have you in the Hamptons, come lay with me
A house on the water, vacay with me
Say that you wanna move in, that’s okay with me
But first let me check with my manager
You’ve been out runnin’ so long with no stamina
Picture us leaving it all in the past
We could depart with no flash with no camera
Just trust me whenever you coming through
So we can escape in a Audi co versuir-lyrics.info
With you on the passengers side
Foot on the gas leaving this life behind.

So runnin’ away, just tryna escape
There ain’t a thing that’s gonna break us down
So follow this way ’cause I just can’t wait
You know that I need you now.

You know that I need you now
You know that I need you now.

You know I’m not cynical
And sometimes it get difficult
But I’m tired of the typical
Let’s do the unthinkable
Do the unthinkable.

So runnin’ away, just tryna escape
There ain’t a thing that’s gonna break us down
So follow this way ’cause I just can’t wait
You know that I need you now.

You know that I need you now
You know that I need you nowww.
Spirix lyrics
Video Spirix

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Back from the dead – Skillet lyrics

Lyrics Skillet – Back from the dead

Cold and black inside this coffin
Cause you all try to keep me down
How it feels to be forgotten
But you’ll never forget me now.(back from the dead)

Enemies clawing at my eyes, I
Scratch and bleed, just to stay alive, yeah
The zombies come out at night
They’ll never catch me
They’ll never catch me
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back.

Light it up, light it up, now I’m burning
Feel the rush, feel the rush of adrenaline
We are young, we are strong, we will rise
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
To the floor, to the floor, hit the red line
Flying high, flying high at the speed of light
Full of love, full of light, full of fight
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight.

Break the skin, you spread like poison
Dying slow when we all attack
How it feels to be the broken
You took a piece, now I’m biting back.

Enemies clawing at my eyes, I
Scratch and bleed, just to stay alive, yeah
The zombies come out at night
Versuri-lyrics.info
They’ll never catch me
They’ll never catch me
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back.

Light it up, light it up, now I’m burning
Feel the rush, feel the rush of adrenaline
We are young, we are strong, we will rise
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
To the floor, to the floor, hit the red line
Flying high, flying high at the speed of light
Full of love, full of light, full of fight
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
Back, back, back from the dead tonight.

Deep down, for the count
Don’t you dare count me out
Never break, never bow
Never beg, not a doubt.

The zombies come out at night
They’ll never catch me
They’ll never catch me
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back
B-ba-b-b-b-ba-ba-back.

Light it up, light it up, now I’m burning
Feel the rush, feel the rush of adrenaline
We are young, we are strong, we will rise
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
To the floor, to the floor, hit the red line
Flying high, flying high at the speed of light
Full of love, full of light, full of fight
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
Back, back, back from the dead tonight.

Dead tonight
Back from the deaaad tonight
Dead tonight
Back from the deaaad tonighttt.
Skillet lyrics
Video dead

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Misfits – Teenagers From Mars lyrics

Well, we land in barren fields
On the arizona plains
The insemination of little girls
In the middle of wet dreams

We are the angel mutants
The streets for us seduction
Our cause injust and ancient
In this “b” film born invasion

Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care

Well, we’ve seen your 3-d movies
In violent abduction
We blast your mindless structure
Inferior connection

We take your weak resistance
Throw it in your face
We need no introduction
For mass anhiliation

Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care

Well, we need no introduction
No visas or carte blanche
Inhuman reproduction
We’re here for what we want

We want, we need it, we’ll take it
We want, we need it, we’ll take it
We want, we need it, we’ll take it
We want, we need it, we’ll take it, baby

Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care

Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care
Teenagers from mars
And we don’t care

And we don’t care
And we don’t care, we don’t care
We don’t care, and we don’t care
And we don’t care

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John Denver – Thank God I’m A Country Boy lyrics

Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain’t much an old country boy like me can’t hack
It’s early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God, I’m A Country Boy

Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I’m a country boy

When the work’s all done and the sun’s settin’ low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin’ up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I’m a country boy

I’d play “Sally Goodin'” all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn’t take it very good
So I fiddle when I can, work when I should
Thank God, I’m a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I’m A country boy

Well I wouldn’t trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I’d rather have my fiddle and my farmin’ tools
Thank God I’m a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin’ in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin’ that’s a mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I thank God I’m a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I’m a country boy

Well, my fiddle was my daddy’s til the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said… ‘Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you’re a country boy”

My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God I’m a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I’m a country boy

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Frank Wildhorn – Confrontation lyrics

JEKYLL
It’s over now, I know inside
No one will ever know
The sorry tale of Edward Hyde
And those who died
No one must ever know
They’d only see the tragedy
They’d not see my intent
The shadow of Hyde’s evil
Will forever kill
The good that I had meant

Am I a good man?
Am I a mad man?
It’s such a fine line
Between a good man and a…

HYDE
Do you really think
That I would ever let you go?
Do you think I’d ever set you free?
If you do, I’m sad to say,
It simply isn’t so.
You will never get away from me!

JEKYLL
All that you are
Is a face in the mirror!
I close my eyes, and you’ll dissapear!

HYDE
I’m what you face
When you face in the mirror!
Long as you live, I will still be here!

JEKYLL
All that you are
Is the end of a nightmare!
All that you are is a dying scream!
After tonight,
I shall end this demon dream!

HYDE
This is not a dream, my friend-
And it will never end!
This one is the nightmare that goes on!
Hyde is here to stay,
No matter what you may pretend-
And I’ll flourish, long after you’re gone!

JEKYLL
Soon you will die,
And my memory will hide you!
You cannot choose but to loose control

HYDE
You can’t control me!
I live deep inside you!
Each day you’ll feel me devour your soul!

JEKYLL
I don’t need you to survive,
Like you need me!
I’ll become whole
As you dance with death!
And I’ll rejoice
As you breathe your final breath!

HYDE
For I’ll live inside you forever!

JEKYLL
No!

HYDE
With Satan himself by my side!

JEKYLL
No!

HYDE
And I know that, now and forever,
They’ll never be able to separate
Jekyll from Hyde!

JEKYLL
Can’t you see
It’s over now?
It’s time to die!
HYDE
No, not I!
Only you!

JEKYLL
If I die,
You die too!

HYDE
You’ll die in me,
I’ll be you!

JEKYLL
D*** you, Hyde!
Set me free!

HYDE
Can’t you see,
You are me?

JEKYLL
No!
Deep inside -!

HYDE
I am you!
You are Hyde!

JEKYLL
No – never!

HYDE
Yes, forever!

JEKYLL
God d*** you, Hyde!
Take all your evil deeds,
And rot in hell!

HYDE
I’ll see you there, Jekyll!

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Frank Wildhorn – Bring On The Men lyrics

I don’t know when
I didn’t have much time for men
But this is now and that was then, I’m learning
A girl alone, all on her own
Must try to have a heart of stone
So I try not to make it known my yearning
I try to show I have no need
I really do, I don’t succeed

So lets bring on the men
And let the fun begin
A little touch of sin
Why wait another minute

Step this way it’s time for us to play
They say we may not pass this way again
So let’s waste no more time
Bring on the men

I always knew, I always said
A silk and lace in black and red
Will drive a man right off his head, it’s easy

So many men, so little time
I want them all, is that a crime, no
I don’t know why they say that I’m too easy
They make me laugh, they make me cry
They make me sick, so God knows why

We say bring on the men
And let the fun begin
A little touch of sin
Why wait another minute

Step this way it’s time for us to play
They say we may not pass this way again
So let’s waste no more time
Bring on the men

They break your heart
They steal your soul
Take you apart
And yet they somehow make you whole

So what’s their game
I suppose a rose by any other name
The perfume and the p***** the same

I like to have a man for breakfast each day
I’m very social and I like it that way
By late mid-morning I need something to munch
So I ask over 2 men for lunch
And men are mad about my afternoon tea’s
They’re quite informal I just do it to please
Those triple sandwiches are my favorite ones
I’m also very, partial to buns

My healthy appetite gets strongest at night
My at home dinners are my men friends delight
When I invite the fellas over to dine
They all come early, in bed by nine!

So let’s bring on the men
And let the fun begin
A little touch of sin
Why wait another minute

Step this way it’s time for us to play
They say we may not pass this way again
So let’s waste no more time
Bring on the men!

Big men, small men, short men, tall men
I guess that means almost all men
I’m a player, as long as they are men, men, men!

I don’t know when
I didn’t have much time for men

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Frank Wildhorn – Board Of Governors lyrics

RECORDING SECRETARY
The Board of Governors of St. Jude’s Hospital is now in session.
Sir Danvers Carew, KBE, Chairman.
His Grace, The Bishop of Basingstoke.
General Lord Glossop.
The Right Honorable Sir Archibald Proops, Q.C.
Lady Beaconsfield.
Lord Savage.
The Order of business will be conducted by the Secretary to the Board of Governors,
Mr. Simon Stride.

STRIDE
Proposition No. 929 – Presented by Dr. Henry Jekyll.

GENERAL GLOSSOP
Jekyll, you’re all talk an’ no result!…

BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
Forever asking us to endorse empty promises!

SIR ARCHIBALD PROOPS
What’s all the mystery? Much ado about nothing, if you ask me…

LADY BEACONSFIELD
You’re the laughing stock of your profession and polite society!
The mad scientist!

STRIDE
Order! Order!

JEKYLL
Distinguished Governors,
I have glimpsed the future.
Seen miracles that stun the mind
And marvels only science can find
To shape tomorrow for mankind.
And I can show them to you
If you wish me to.

Friends, you’re aware there are two sides to each of us
Good and evil, compassion and hate.
If we could extract all the evil from each of us
Think of the world that we could create!
A world without anger or violence or strife
Where man wouldn’t kill anymore!
A world of compassion, where passion for life
Would banish the madness of war!

I’m close to finding the key to duality
Chemical Formulae which could and would
Alter the patterns of man’s personality
Guiding him either to evil or good!
Weigh the potential, the great possibilities
Colleagues – dear friends, understand!
We have a chance to make history here in our hand!

Each of us is the embodiment of two distinct and opposing forces – Good and Evil – each fighting for supremacy inside us. If we could separate these two forces, we could control and ultimately eliminate all evil from mankind. My experiments with animals have led me to believe that the day is not far off when this separation will be possible. To achieve it, I must be allowed to try my formula on a living human being!

BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
And what if you’re right, Jekyll? And you do manage to separate
Good from Evil – What happens to the evil?

JEKYLL
There are doomed, broken souls in a thousand asylums
I defy you to say you don’t care if you can!
In the name of compassion and medical science,
I can save many lives if you give me one man!

BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
I tell you now – the Church will never sanction it!

VARIOUS
Sacrilege! Lunacy! Blasphemy! Heresy!

SIR ARCHIBALD PROOPS
You seem to be treading on dangerous ground.
In legal terms, I’d say, extremely unsound!

BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
The whole thing’s un-christian, barbaric and odd!
You’re playing with fire when you start to play God!

STRIDE
The Bishop speaks for all of us, when he says you’re playing God!
There’s such a thing as ethics over which you ride rough-shod!
You’re a Doctor, not a saviour,
Doctor Jekyll, for a start!
But I judge from your behaviour
You can’t tell the two apart!

JEKYLL
Dear Mr. Stride, I am simply a scientist.
I have a code to which I remain true!
I don’t presume to the stature of moralist.
I leave pretension like that, Sir, to you!

SIR DANVERS
Henry, I’ve always encouraged your enterprise
And I’ve been hopefull that you would succeed!
But in the face of these powerful arguments,
I see no choice but for you to concede!

JEKYLL
I know my fate is yours to choose
But if they win, the world would lose
I am on the brink of great success!
I beg you, Governors, you must say “Yes!”

LADY BEACONSFIELD
Doctor Jekyll, enough of this ranting, Sir!
This is a hospital, here to save lives!

GOVERNORS
Do you think we would let you play havoc
With all the high principles for which it strives?

Do you expect us to compromise all that we stand for
Indulging your dangerous games?
How many rules should we break for your dubious games?

JEKYLL
Can’t you see?
I am not playing games!
Just give me the opportunity!

GENERAL GLOSSOP
This whole thing’s too bizarre!

SIR DANVERS
Open up your eyes and see!

BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
This man has gone too far!

JEKYLL
Unless you listen to me…

STRIDE
Doctor, please watch your tone!
Dammit, man, can’t you see?
You’re on your own!

JEKYLL SIR DANVERS
Fools!
You fools! Henry!
PROOPS
Jekyll!
God d*** …
BISHOP OF BASINGSTOKE
Blasphemy!
… your rules!
GENERAL GLOSSOP
Mutiny!
LORD SAVAGE
Look at yourselves! d*** me!
Civilized men!
LADY BEACONSFIELD
Really!
Why can’t you see?!
SIR DANVERS
Henry!

STRIDE
Order! Order!

JEKYLL
If I ever needed further justification for my experiments, gentlemen,
You have just provided it!

Just look at what has happened here!
Mix anger with a touch of fear
The danger’s all too crystal-clear
Just look at you!
Our darker side keeps breaking through
Observe it now – in me and you!
The evil that all men can do must be controlled!
I beg of you
I’ll show you all it can be done!

Here is a chance to take charge of our fate
Deep down you must know that tomorrow’s too late!
One rule of life we cannot rearrange
The only thing constant is change
The only thing constant…is change

STRIDE
Distinguished colleagues, your verdict, please.
All those is favour say “Aye”
All those opposed, “Nay”

GOVERNORS
Nay! Nay! Nay! Nay!
Positively – Absolutely – Nay!

STRIDE
Sir Danvers?

SIR DANVERS
Abstain.

STRIDE
By five votes to none – with one abstention
Proposition 929 is rejected
Thank you for your time, Dr. Jekyll

SIR DANVERS
I am truly sorry, Henry.

JEKYLL
All these precious years I’ve dedicated to this dream
Now with a word they claim the power to deny me!
Who are they to judge what I am doing?
They know nothing of the endless possibilities I see!

It’s ludicrous I’m bound by their decision.
Seems vision is a word they’ve never heard!
If it mattered less, I’d treat it with derision
It’s absurd!

And yet the fact remains
Those b******s hold the reins!

STRIDE
I’m so sorry, Doctor Jekyll, what a really rotten shame!
I so hope that what has happened won’t destroy your precious name!

Henry Jekyll, I despise you!
You have stolen the girl who should be my wife!
But there’ll come a day, not so far away
When you’ll not only pay
You will pay all your life!

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Frank Wildhorn – Alive lyrics

HYDE:
What is this feeling
Of power and drive
I’ve never known?
I feel alive!
Where does this feeling
Of power derive,
Making me know
Why I’m alive?

Like the night, it’s a secret,
Sinister dark and unknown.
I do not know what I seek,
Yet I’ll seek it alone!

I have a thirst
That I cannot deprive.
Never have I felt so alive!

There is no battle
I couldn’t survive –
Feeling like this –
Feeling alive!
Like the moon, an enigma,
Lost and alone in the night
D***ed by some heavenly stigma,
But blazing with light!

It’s the feeling of being alive!
Filled with evil, but truly alive!
It’s the truth that cannot be denied!
It’s the feeling of being
Edward Hyde!

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Frank Wildhorn – A New Life lyrics

A new life,
What I wouldn’t give
To have a new life
One thing I have learned
As I go through life
Nothing is for free
Along the way!
A new start
That’s the thing I need
To give me new heart
Half a chance in life
To find a new part
Just a simple role
That I can play

A new hope
Something to convince me
To renew hope!
A new day
Bright enough to help me
Find my way!

A new chance
One that maybe has
A touch of romance
Where can it be,
The chance for me?

A new dream
I have one I know
That very few dream
I would like to see
That overdue dream
Even though
It never may come true! A new love Though I know there’s no
Such thing as true love
Even so,
Although I never knew love
Still I feel that one dream is my due!
A new world
This one thing I want
To ask of you world
Once before it’s time
To say Adieu, world
One sweet chance to
Prove the cynics wrong!

A new life
More and more I’m sure
As I go through life
Just to play the game
And to pursue life
Just to share it’s pleasures
And belong
That’s what I’ve been here for
All along!
Each days a brand new life!

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Jekyll And Hyde The Musical – A New Life lyrics

A new life,
What I wouldn’t give
To have a new life
One thing I have learned
As I go through life
Nothing is for free
Along the way!
A new start
That’s the thing I need
To give me new heart
Half a chance in life
To find a new part
Just a simple role
That I can play

A new hope
Something to convince me
To renew hope!
A new day
Bright enough to help me
Find my way!

A new chance
One that maybe has
A touch of romance
Where can it be,
The chance for me?

A new dream
I have one I know
That very few dream
I would like to see
That overdue dream
Even though
It never may come true! A new love Though I know there’s no
Such thing as true love
Even so,
Although I never knew love
Still I feel that one dream is my due!
A new world
This one thing I want
To ask of you world
Once before it’s time
To say Adieu, world
One sweet chance to
Prove the cynics wrong!

A new life
More and more I’m sure
As I go through life
Just to play the game
And to pursue life
Just to share it’s pleasures
And belong
That’s what I’ve been here for
All along!
Each days a brand new life!

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Jekyll And Hyde The Musical – No One Knows Who I Am lyrics

Look at me and tell me who I am
Why I am
What I am
Call me a fool and it’s true, I am
I don’t know who I am
It’s such a shame
I’m such a sham
No one knows who I am

Once there were sweet possibilities
I could see
Just for me
Now all my dreams are just memories
Fated never to be

Time’s not a friend
Hurrying by
I wonder who am I

Am I the face of the future?
Am I the face of the past?
Am I the one who must finish last?

Look at me and tell me who I am
Why I am
What I am
Will I survive?
Who will give a d***?
If no one knows who I am
Nobody knows
Not even you
No one knows who I am

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Jekyll And Hyde The Musical – Murder, Murder lyrics

NEWSBOYS
Second London murder! Murder! General Glossop killed on the steps o’ St. Paul’s Cathedral!

VARIOUS STREET PEOPLE
Look at this, another murder,
Just like the other murder!
That’s poor old General Glossop – dead!
Last week the bishop copped it!
The bloke what done it hopped it!
That feller must be off his ‘ead!

That’s two in the last four days-
This killer has fancy ways!
To kill outside St. Paul’s
Requires a lotta b****!

He hates the upper class!
He must be on ‘is a***!
Who could he be?
Don’t look at me!

VARIOUS GOSSIP LADIES
What a shame! – Dear General Glossop!
Hear there’s a lot of gossip!
Although it didn’t come from me!

Of course not! No! – Of course not!
What about that poor old Bishop?
That dreadful dirt they dish up!
Do you think it’s true?
It well could be!
Imagine!
Fancy!
Really!

I say that it goes to show
Some people we think we know
Aren’t all they might appear!
How right you are my dear!
It’s such a shocking thing!
But awfully interesting!
Who could it be?
Well, now – Let’s see!

STREET PEOPLE
Murder, Murder –
Doin’ folks in
Murder, Murder
Is the worst sin!
Murder, Murder
Has me screamin’
“bloody Murder
In the night!”

Murder, Murder
Makes me blood thin!
Murder, Murder
Makes me ‘ead spin!
Murder, Murder
Starts me drinkin’.
Bloody Murder
In the night!

VARIOUS GOSSIP LADIES
London has a killer on the loose!
Or a gang!
Either way – let ’em hang!

STREET PEOPLE
Gotta get ‘is head inside a noose!
Right away!
The police are no use!

Maybe his nerve will fail him!
They’ve gotta try to nail him!
They’ve gotta trail an’ jail him now!

Murder!
No matter who we’re blamin’,
Till they put wot’s-‘is-name in,
There’s gonna be one flamin’ row!

ALL
Murder, Murder,
It’s a curse, man!
Murder, Murder,
It’s perverse, man!
Murder, Murder,
Nothing’s worse than
Bloody Murder
In the night!

FIRST NEWSBOY
Read about the worst two murders!

SECOND NEWSBOY
Much worse than the first two murders!

FIRST NEWSBOY
That makes it murders three and four!

GOSSIP LADIES
They’ve murdered dear old Bessie!
I hear extremely messy!
And poor old Archie is no more!

STREET PEOPLE
That’s four in the last eight days!
It’s London’s latest craze!

GOSSIPS
This time he was in Park Lane

STREET VENDOR
And he may come back again!

ALL
Until the killer’s found
There’s danger all around!
What can we do?

STREET PEOPLE
We wish we knew!

ALL
Murder, Murder
Once there’s one done
Murder, Murder
Can’t be undone!
Murder, Murder
Lives in London!
Bloody Murder
In the night!

YOUNG BISHOP
Sweet Death has taken this brave man from us!

STREET VENDOR
Sweet Death ‘as raised ‘is score to five!

YOUNG BISHOP
Friends, take what comfort that you can from us!

STREET VENDOR
Thank God us lot are still alive!

YOUNG BISHOP
God in Heaven – now, forever
Take him home and hold him near!

CONGREGATION
God in Heaven – now, forever
Take him – and leave us lot here!

STREET PEOPLE
Catchin’ such a madman could be hard!
Shouldn’t be!
I agree!
We shall see!
Cos they’re all so thick at Scotland Yard!
Tellin’ me
I agree!
So do we

He’ll kill us if we let him!
They gotta go and get him!
I know a way to net him!
How?
Murder!

No matter who we’re blamin’
Till they put wot’s-‘is-name in
There’s gonna be a flamin’ row!

Murder, Murder
On your doorstep!
Murder, Murder
So watch your step!
Murder, Murder
Take one more step,
You’ll be murdered
In the night!

Murder, Murder
Once there’s one done
Murder, Murder
Can’t be undone!
Murder, Murder
Lives in London!
Bloody Murder
In the night!

Murder!