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       FOTOGRAFIA / JUANES VOLTAR (Juanes) Cada vez que yo me voy (Juanes & Nelly Furtado) Y en la distancia te puedo ver (Nelly Furtado & Juanes) This is me? Cada vez llamos si te vás, há há há  Repete
      o refrão 
      THIN
      LINE / JURASSIC 5                                       
      VOLTAR
         (Chali
      2na) Yo,
      this is a lesson in friendship The depths of a kinship What women and men
      begin with, and then slip My pen drips As I scribble my thoughts on thin
      strips Of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction Eruption of passion
      Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line But
      that's why we built these walls  (Hook:
      Nelly Furtado) We
      been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine Love you like
      you was mine, but respect a thin line I love you like you was mine, think
      about you all the time Very close friend of mine, but respect a thin line  (Akil) Opposite's
      attract When the female and male come in contact Sticky situation in fact
      Tryin not to let the feelings catch But there's a thin line between both
      of y'all So you respect that And entertain the idea, but get brought back
      To reality, and could you really live with that? Decision, based on
      intuition You love and keep your distance Hug and kiss in friendship (Marc
      7) An
      ongoing kinship, we was people to begin with Disrespect was not intended
      but your feelings sparked the sentence Sometimes you're too intense in
      your quest to invent The perfect man, please understand, my rhyme is your
      repent (Hook)
      - repeat 2X  (Soup) Man,
      too bad that we became friends first I'm not on expert on how
      relationships should work But,
      (echos) from the minute it as known It changed the whole tone on how we
      spoke on the phone Yo, it was cool but I felt it wasn't enough And I was
      stuck when your moms would pick it up Over you, all my buddies would swoon
      But I felt we were in tune, you let me up in your room. (Damn) But to me
      girl, you're still off limits No matter all the times that I hinted (Yo,
      whatchu doin after this?) Infactuation was authentic, but yo I just
      pretended So I wouldn't lose the friendship Maybe, I should spill all my
      guts Or write a letter, then tear it up Or do a song, just to say what's
      up I want ... just ... a touch  (Hook)
      - repeat 2X (Nelly
      Furtado) I
      can't do this anymore See my heart just spills out when you walk in the
      door Friendship turns into lust and this only tip That I can't comprehend
      even if I knew it Can't do justice to these things that I'm feeling You
      got someone else, don't wanna be caught stealing Hell if she knew she
      would never leave us alone in the roo-ooo-ooom  (Chali
      2na) This
      was a lesson in friendship I stress in this sentence Should women and men
      be friends first? And then slip? My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on
      thin strips of devotion (Akil) Opposites
      attract And best friends make a perfect match If you only knew that Once
      you cross, ain't no turning back The minute you let him in it and he hit
      that That's that  (Marc
      7) We
      was people to begin with, but you was too relentless Jeporidizing kinship,
      respect is intended Resolve
      is my intent While we got it in I'm tryin to salvage a friendship (Hook) - repeat 2X
          CHING
      CHING CHING / MS JADE                                              
      VOLTAR  
         (feat. Nelly Furtado, Timbaland)  [Intro
      x4 (Nelly Furtado)] Ba da ba ba ching ching ching Ba da ba ba ba ching
      ching What about the money that I spent up today [Hook goes
      on in background of song]  [Timbaland] Tim took you from ghetto to class, how to hold your
      glass To Fendi's to bags, for holdin' your cash People was seein' you pass,
      like right through the drapes I brought you the private, ounce wit the
      gates Thinkin' that stuff make me faint, just whistle real fast Cougars
      roll in the grass, same cat on your Jag Why your keepin' them tabs, and
      callin' me for It cost every minute, and you know I'm on tour And I'm
      deeply committed, although I'm forgettin' Sometimes while hittin' it ,different
      names would slip If I been wit a chick, check me miss Your complexion
      switched, honey you been on trips But you don't appreciate this, till your
      back in the Jetta No iceberg you own, just Angelica's sweaters If the
      steaks ain't T-Bone, you ain't properly fed Hun tonight is bet burgers, no
      cheese on the bread And I say  [Hook x2
      (Timbaland & Nelly Furtado)] What about my ching ching ching What about my bling
      bling bling What about the money that I spent up today What about his
      ching ching ching What about his bling bling bling What about his money
      that I spent up today  [Ms.
      Jade] Boy you act like I need ya, came down wit amnesia Ran
      to y'alls in the meters, nuttin' but hate in between us Now you come
      poppin' this shit, nigga I made you rich Introduce you to Cris, flipped
      and secured your bricks Even though them kids ain't mine, let 'em call me
      mami I deserve them dollars, trip to the Bahamas and Porsche rotten I
      washed your clothes, put up wit your hoes Never fucked up yo dough, put
      the G in ya glow So what you sweatin' me fo', I promoted them tours I was
      poppin' them fours, run in and outta them stores I cleaned up your spot,
      poured your brandy and scotch Razor blades to the rocks, even lied to the
      cops Played your wifey and mother, cousin, sister and brother Accountant
      lawyer and lover, I'm through dealin' wit suckers Shuttin' and lockin' the door, bout to settle the
      score You wastin' my time, nigga, but what about my nigga  [Hook x2
      (Ms. Jade & Nelly Furtado)] What about your ching ching ching What about your
      bling bling bling So what you spent up all your money today What about his
      ching ching ching What about his bling bling bling What about his money that I spent up today  [Ms.
      Jade] Boy money ain't everything, married minus the ring
      Frequent Coach, mink, coats, cruises on ships and boats I gave you way
      more, can't there bout all your bulls Since day one it was ours it never
      was yours Uh - look at the bigger picture, study the ghetto scripture Held
      your back when you was broke frontin' cuz now you richer No frontin' in
      that there, Ms. Jade is everywhere Enough talkin' I'm through, my lawyer will be callin'
      you  [Nelly
      Furtado] All this money that he's spendin', you owe me
      everything I wanna tell him it's not his money, he tell me to go away,
      baby Wish he'd only give me a chance to show him that I'm alive I'm gonna be there and you need peace and tender all
      up in his life Yeah, yeah, yeah  [Hook x2
      (Timbaland & Nelly Furtado)] What about my ching ching ching What about my bling
      bling bling What about the money that I spent up today What about his
      ching ching ching What about his bling bling bling What about his money
      that I spent up today  [Outro
      x4] Ba da ba ba ching ching ching Ba da ba ba ba ching
      ching What about the money that I spent up today   
      PAUL OAKENFOLD - THE HARDER THEY CAME                     
      VOLTAR
        
        
         
      SWOLLEN MEMBERS - BREATH                                                  
      VOLTAR
        
         
      THE HOOTS - SACRIFICE                                         
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       [Verse
      One: Black Thought] Listen,
      I got you phobic off of this like arachnids Drastic, it ain't plastic it's
      Pro-Blackness Grown man tactics, no pediatrics the kind of track that make
      the comeback miraculous the catalyst, Thought with the knack for splashin'
      I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin' The level-headed throughbred,
      the female's passion Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin' The
      crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin' Swerve half-naked, won't
      come near crashin' But
      if I go to heaven, would y'all know my name or would it be the same for
      you like I was Eric Clapton, huh? Clap for you freedom dog, that's what's
      happening My spit take critical political action The hustle is a puzzle
      each piece is a fraction And every word that's understood is a transaction
      I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder Rep Philly set from Bolivia to
      Boulder Paris,
      France to Tip and Tioga How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya  [Chorus:
      Black Thought & Nelly Furtado] I
      tell you one lesson I learned If you want to reach something in life You
      ain't gonna get it unless You
      give a little bit of sacrifice Ooohh, sometimes before you smile you got
      to cry You need a heart that's filled with music If you use it you can fly
      If you want to be high  [Verse
      Two: Black Thought] Listen,
      yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock I fly higher than them dudes,
      from off your block My name Black, the style is unorthodox It tap chins in
      your mens 'til you thought could box A couple of people wanted Thought to
      stop, but guess what? My man grab the missile, plug for the gut Now next
      time beatty stop being such a glut I'm precise with it like Faheim with
      haircuts We up close on 'em with toast but no crust It's fructose on 'em
      they froze and won't bust Choke
      on your face you jewels is lacklust Got to put it to you straight, y'all
      fools is jacked up Came
      close to the upmost but no cigar Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
      The number one runner with the number one drummer Grammy award winnin'
      it's the world's eighth wonder Come on   
      [Chorus]  [Verse
      Three: Black Thought] Your
      first impression might be I'm a asshole Or say I'm sometimey and give
      people a hassle Or
      try to suntouch and put the heat in the capsule Dog I'm far deeper than
      that though; I get in the zone Recognize I'm a rolling stone No time to
      lollygag or lounge with scaliwags Give me the disc or I put it where your
      body at Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks With no apology
      fraud or trick-knowledgy Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my
      way I read an open booklet inside me The star of the story that groove
      teller got me Through all the dark times part of the business The light be
      contingent on small forensics My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
      It's true so the crew gon' sense it I get in the zone   [Chorus
      x3] The
      fact of the matter is a matter of fact....  
       
      WHAT'S GOING ON                                                    
      VOLTAR
        
       Mother,
      mother There's too many of you crying Gwen
      Stefani (of No Doubt): Oh, brother, brother, brother There's far too
      many of you dying Jermaine
      Dupri: That's right Aaron Lewis:
      You know we've got to find a way to bring some lovin' here today Nona
      Gaye: Oh my father, father We don't need to escalate Backstreet
      Boys (Brian): You see war is not the answer  Nona
      Gaye & Backstreet Boys: For only love can conquer hate  Christina
      Aguilera: You know we've got to find a way to bring some lovin' here
      today Britney
      Spears: Barricades can't block our way Jennifer
      Lopez: Don't punish me with brutality Destiny's
      Child: Talk to me, so you can see  Destiny's
      Child & Britney Spears: Oh, what's going on? What's going on?
      What's going on? Yeah, what's going on? What's going on? Ja
      Rule: What's going on in a world filled with pain? Where's the love
      for which we pray? What's going on when our children can't play, homeless
      can't eat? There's gotta be a better way What's going on when we
      politically blind, can't see the signs of endangered times? What's going
      on? Nelly
      Furtado: Oh, oh, tell me what's goin' on in the world today? I'd
      rather be dead than turn my head away We got a first world vision too
      comfy to lift our hands in the air and cry for a switch (R.E.M.):
      Father, father /P. Diddy:
      Father, help us, come on  (R.E.M.):
      Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia
      Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us? Together, we can all be strong P.
      Diddy: United we stand, divided we fall 'NSync
      (J.C.): You know we've got to find a way ... Mary
      J. Blige: ... to bring some understanding here today 'NSync
      (Justin): Barricades can't block our way/ Darren Hayes (of Savage Garden): Don't punish me with brutality/ 'NSync
      & Mary J. Blige: Baby, talk to me so you can see, yeah what's
      going on What's going on? Hey, what's going on? Somebody tell me what's
      going on I'll tell you what's going on/ Nelly:
      What's going on 'cross the seas? Every minute a child dies by this disease
      In record numbers, indeed Got mommas crying out, please my baby, hold on
      My child ain't done nothing wrong Still I want to holler, ask them why
      they don't bother Oh no, oh no Make me turn to my father and ask him why
      they all got a trapped soul /Nas: I can feel what was bothering Marvin, why his words forever
      remain Dealing with these modern day problems cause of ignorance
      surrounding me and my constituents Too many infected Too many lives
      diminishing Nobody safe, Protestants, Jews, Blacks and Whites, Latinos and
      Asians Pray together Less fight We better unite As genocide and chemical
      war And the rich and the poor know that God delivers a cure/ Eve:
      It's a shame our reality is devestating People praying for a cure, dying
      while they're waiting Ask the Lord for the comfort and the strength to
      face it All the kids with dreams won't get the chance to chase it Makes me
      sad Think about the lives they would've had Think about the orphan babies
      got no moms and dads How can we sit back and not try to make it right? We
      gotta come together We gotta fight for life/
      Fred Durst (of Limp Bizkit): Somebody tell me what's going on (What's
      going on?) We got human beings using humans for a bomb But everybody wanna
      live Don't nobody really wanna die You feeling me, right? (right) I can't
      be watching people die (Die) and watching people cry Let me break it down
      for a minute If there's enough room here for you and for me there's plenty
      of room for some humanity/ All
      artists, at various times: Somebody tell me what's going on What's
      going on?  
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