Letras THPS 2
1-
Blood Brothers
(Papa
Roach)
Watch
your back because the next man is comin'
And
you don't know if the next man is dumbin'
Survival
of the fittest what it is
I
got yo back, you got my back and that's the biz
Blood
is rushing through my veins
I
got the power, channel the energy
And
with my strength I will devour
Sickening
thoughts are running through my head
Thats
when I realize I'm glad im not dead
Corruption
and abuse, the salesman of our blood
For
the public's craving, existence in the dark
CHORUS:
It's
in our nature to destroy ourselves
It's
in our nature to kill ourselves
It's
in our nature to kill each other
It's
in our nature to kill, kill, kill
It
was a dream and then it hit me, reality struck
And
now my life is all shifty and it all moves fast
Close
to buck 50 and we all stand strong
In
respect to the family in the times of our insanity
And
through the words of profanity
I
describe our dysfunctional family
Blood
brothers keep it real to the end
Deeper
to the thoughts that you think, not a trend
Corruption
and abuse, the salesman of our blood
For
the public's craving, existence in the dark
CHORUS
Corruption
and abuse, the salesman of our blood
For
the public's craving, existence in the dark
CHORUS
Bass!
How low can you go?
Death
row what a brother knows
Once
again, back is the incredible
The
rhyme animal
The
incredible D. Public Enemy number one
Five-O
said "Freeze!" and I got numb
Can't
I tell 'em that I really never had a gun?
But
it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
Now
they got me in a cell 'cause my records they sell
'Cause
a brother like me said "Well
Farrakhan's
a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What
he can say to you, what you ought to do"
Follow
for now, power to the people say,
"Make
a miracle. D, pump the lyrical"
Black
is back, all in, we're gonna win
Check
it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Chorus:
Turn
it up! Bring tha noize!
Never
badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that's corrupt as a senator
Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
'Cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying inside music that the critics are blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and sisters now across the country has us up
for the war
We got to demonstrate, come on now, they're gonna have to wait
Till we get it right
Radio Stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this
Chorus
Get
from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My
deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know
He
can cut a record from side to side
So
what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul
control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music
for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Makin'
a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You
call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha
gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat
is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run
DMC first said a deejay could be a band
Stand
on its feet, get you out your seat
Beat
is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell
Wax
is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever
forever, universal, it will sell
Time
for me to exit, Terminator X-it
Chorus
From
coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
'Stand,
my man? The beat's the same with a boast dose
Rock
with some pizzazz, it will last why you ask?
Roll
with the rock stars, still never get accepted as
We
got to pleed the fifth, we can investigate
Don't
need to wait, get the record straight
Hey,
posse's in effect, got the Flavor Terminator
X
to sign checks, play to get paid
We
got to check it out down on the avenue
A
magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah,
I'm telling you
3-
Guerrilla Radio
(Rage Against The Machine)
Transmission
third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if youre looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins, stole your eyes
All the fistagons the bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box its my radio dial
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
4-
Pin the tail on the Donkey
(Naught
by Nature)re)
Oh
finally, finally (here we are)
And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain`t far
Even though if it was, you could make it to the start
The enemies, do you know who they are? (There they are)
A devil with the dorags be walkin, now I had it up to there
Oh yeah, that`s the last straw (The Nature`s back for......)
(*Better than disco*) (R-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-ound*) (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
Pin the tail on the junkie, find a false flavor
It`s a new day to play with a neighbour
Freeze the MC`s that wanna see thee
By now Naugh-ty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
Dump the last of the matinee, cos they couldn`t stand the damn rain
The pain`s the same, the game remains mine
I got more hooks than a fish line
Bite the head off a snake
Chew up from the first to last break and shoot em in the face
Make way, (move), who are you to test me? (Huh, huh, huh......)
I seen your last porno flick, it ain`t impress me
Wassup? Cuddle sport, here`s a thought
(The only records that they got, are the records their crew bought)
Damn real B rock, get fienin, spunky
Pin the tail on the donkey
(*Bring that beat back*)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Verse 2: Treach, (Vin Rock)
I do more poppin than a blockhead, wreck the waxheads
I`m fed, (Go ahead, you retired tackhead)
Back to the fact of the track witta new thought
You couldn`t smoke butts witta match and a Newport
Here we go, we go, we go again, witta flow we know, we know it`s in
(Def play like Poppa Simpson)
KayGee`s on the slice, can he co-clean?
Doin more scratchin than a funk and a dope fiend
Go knock the blocks off, get your props off
But don`t cop off, cop out, and I`ll cuts off
Another renegade of rap will stop that
I`m more feared than a Sugar Hill contract
I`m known for Lettin The Hos Go, my demo`s all flow
when cursin was a no-no, you dodo
Give it up cos I`m hot witta warm hate
I won`t stop, pop, til that head is screwed on straight
I take shorts, and no sorts, so take that clone
The only thing I take is the 8 to the path home
And I take you all the way to the north stop
Your style`s more foul than a pork chop
I rock the hip-hop, non-stop tick-tock
around the big clock, witta spot, tick-tock
Pin the tail on the jackass, it don`t mean jack (chill.....)
to a brother from down the hill
Back track with a rap that remains funky
(Hmmm, and it`s ugh)
Back in the day, y`all, I played with playdough
The dough is real now, and dildo`s feel how
a starvin hungry MC gets when
MC *?falamin?* your own is the big sin
I`m starvin up, it`s time ta, call them up, yup
Get em and cut em up, stuff em and cook the duck
Tough luck, tell em to shut up and jet
And feel the threat of a real life roughneck
Pin the tail on the donkey
(*Can I get a witness?*)
Verse 3: Treach, (Vin Rock)
(Check check, where you, where you at, at??)
That another best will need a hard vest for this head check)
(What? There`s another, Treach?) That`s what I heard, yep
Three steps from a pit, boom, in his chest
I never knew a nigga really wanted to die
Instead he bit, instead of lookin me eye-to-eye, then I
knew he was truly thru, dumb plus the one
To meet the mighty one, call a bad one
I rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2
You`re doin like *?Lasuran?* then a bomb do
T-H-E MC O-F R-H-P T-O L-double O-K
A-T, I-N T-H-E N-I-N-E-T-I-E, or watch me S-C
And I might top to step to a sexy
fancy, prancy and dancy
No cosmo stomp, her`s the true form
Style`s so fat, it gets fitted with a shoe horn
Here`s a clearer mirror, dear ya
lookin in nearer, cos I don`t fear ya
Some get too souped to the point
where it`s still too thick but still lick thru and thru
Always wanted a guy to come and try
to get sly and try ta, get by my
Hideous, treacherous style that`s wreckin it.......
Pin the tail on the donkey.......
What
the?
Yo, yo, yo, yo, wassup yo?
What
happened? It`s like that?
We gon` rush you again
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
5-
You
(Bad
Religion)
There's
a place where everyone can be happy.
It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world.
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo-choo trains,
And the meanest little boys and the most innocent little girls,
And you know I wish that I could got there.
It's a road that I have not found.
And I wish you the best of luck, dear.
Drop a card or letter to my side of town.
Because
there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend,
But baby I'm amazed at the hate that you can send and
You painted my entire world.
But I... don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled.
And I won't forget it.
There's
a place where everyone can be right,
Even though you remain determined to be opposed.
Admittance requires no qualifications:
It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes.
So please try not to be impatient,
For we all hate standing in line.
And when the farm is good and bought, you'll be there without a thought,
And eternity, my friend, is a long fucking time.
Because
there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend,
But baby I'm amazed at the hate that you can send and
You painted my entire world.
But I... don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled.
And I won't forget it.
6-
When Worlds Collide
(Powerman 5000)
what
is it really that is going on here,
you've got the system for total control
so is there anybody out there,
now watch us suffer, cause we can't go
what is it really that is in your head,
what little life that you had just died
i'm gonna be the one that's taking over,
now this is what it's like when worlds collide ...
are you ready to go - cause i'm ready to go - what you gonna do baby - baby
are you going with me - cause i'm going with you - it's the end of all time
what is it really that motivates you, the need to fly or this fear to stop
i'll go along for the ride but surprise, when we get there is say 9 of 10 drop
now who's the light and who is the devil, you can't decide so i'll be your guide
and one by one they will be hand chosen,
now this is what it's like when worlds collide ...
are you ready to go - cause i'm ready to go - what you gonna do baby - baby
are you going with me - cause i'm going with you - it's the end of all time
what is it really when they're falling over,
everything that you thought was denied
i'm gonna be the one that's takin over,
now this is what it's like when worlds collide
7-
NO CIGAR
(Millencolin)
Tell
us where you're from, what you want to become.
And we'll say if you're OK Where did you go to school?
Right answer and you're cool, yeah, you're the kid the whole day
You get a sticker in your face. Information about the case, so you know your
potential.
Don't you think you can extend. Don't you think you can extend, just comprehend.
But I don't wanna hear it,
no it's more than I accept
I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
We will shut you out.
We'll
put you in doubt if you think that you're special.
We'll tell you who you are. Tell you that you're close but no cigar.
But, I don't wanna hear it,
no,
it's more than I accept.
'Cause I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
And I won't waste my time fitting in.
'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin.
What they say is...
Go back where you came from.
They'll tell you that but I don't wanna hear.
No, I don't wanna hear. No, I don't wanna hear it.
No, it's more than I accept.
'Cause I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
And I won't waste my time fitting in.
'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin.
No, it's not a sin.
9-
Cyclone
(Dub-Pistols)
Here are the thrillseekers . . . corrupt, and immoral.
I rip rock and gravel when I time travel
My rhyme busts shots with the beats that I battle
When I get in your head my thoughts become lead
Pipes that never get the C's out of bread
Straight beat the bloodstream
Try to come clean
Got interveaned by dream that was sweet
With a three-sixty degreee turn on the globe
And now you got me runnin' around my area code.
*CHORUS*
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone.
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone
Three seats for the future
Birth on this earth
I go up from the step for my pen to exert
And the G's that revert from the smashin source
In reverse, I take the opposite course
To avoid the steroids and the jack to my record
Because its style, its the style they neglected
By the natural physique on my way to the [???]
That's when I flip the (neat freak)
Let my lyrics leak as the mountain goes through
I take one last look and take a giant leap
I take a giant leap
I take a giant leap
I take a giant leap
I take a-
I take a-
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone.
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone
{Creation Vibration}
{I said we goin the [viation?]}
{We goin on a freaky vibration}
...
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone.
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
Overdose and I'm in the zone.
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone
You got me runnin in a cyclone