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vineri, 20 noiembrie 2009

Manu Chao - King Of The Bongo



Album: King of Bongo(1991)

Mama was queen of the Mambo
Papa was king of the Kongo
Deep down in the jungle
I start banging my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of Bongo baby I'm the king of Bongo-bong

I went to the big town where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city looking for a bigger crowd
So I played my boogie for the people of big city
But they don't go crazy when I'm banging on my boogie
(ref)
the King of the bongo, king of the bongo
hear me when i come baby
King of the bongo king of the bongo
hear me when i come

Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
cause nobody go crazy when i bang it on my boogie
I'm a king without a crown and keep loosing the big town
But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo-bong

(ref)

They say that Im a clown making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin on my boogie

(ref)

Bang it on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown and keep loosing the big town
I'm the king of bongo, baby I'm the king of bongo-bong

(ref)

Mama was queen of the Mambo
Papa was king of the Kongo
Deep down in the jungle
I start banging my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause Im the king of Bongo baby Im the king of Bongo-bong

Hear me when I come
Hear me when I come baby
Hear me when I come

Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tous les jours
Je ne

joi, 19 noiembrie 2009

Lenny Kravitz - American Woman



Album: 5(1998)

American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come hanging around my door
I don't want to see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now woman, stay away
American woman, listen what I say

American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come knocking around my door
I don't want to see your shadow no more
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say

American woman, I said get way
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come hanging around my door
Don't want to see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be

I gotta go
I gotta getta away
Babe I gotta go
I wanna fly away
I'm gonna leave you woman (4x)
Bye bye, bye bye...
Bye bye, bye bye
American woman...
And you're no good for me
And I'm no good for you
I look you right straight in the eye
And tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna leave you woman
You know I gotta go
I'm gonna leave you woman
I gotta go
I gotta go

I gotta go
American woman
Yeah

Damian Marley - Welcome to Jamrock



Album: Welcome to Jamrock(2005)

Welcome to Jamrock
Camp whe' te thugs dem camp at
Two pound a weed inna van back
It inna yuh handbag yuh nap sack
It inna yuh back pack
The smell a give ya girlfriend contact
Some bwoy nuh know dis
Dem only come around like tourist
On the beach with a few club soda
Bedtime stories
And pose like dem name Chuck Norris
And don't know the real hardcore
Cause Sandals a no "Back-to"
Di thugs dem wi' do whe' dem got to
And won't think twice to shot you
Don't mek dem spot you
Unless you carry guns alot too
A bear tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block off traffic
Den dem wheel and pop-off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dow and it a beat rapid
Police come inna jeep an' dem can't stop it
Some say dem a playboy, a playboy rabbit
Get drop like a bad habit
So no bother pose tuff if you don't have it
Rastafari stands alone!

CHORUS ::

Welcome to Jamrock, hey!
Welcome to Jamrock
Out in the streets they call it murder
Uh!

VERSE TWO ::

Welcome to Jamdown
Poor people a dead at random
Political violence can't done
Bare ghosts and Phantom
The youth dem get blind by stardom
Now the king of kings a call
Old man to pickney
So wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me
Dem suit nah fit me
To win election dem trick we
Den dem don't do nothing at all
Come on let's face it
A ghetto education's basic
And most of the youths dem waste it
And when dem waste it, that's when dem tek the guns replace it
Then dem don't stand a chance at all!
And that's why a nuff little youth have some fat matic
With the exra magazine inna dem back pocket
ANd a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who nah lock Gloc, say dem a lock rocket
Dem wi' full you up a current like a shock socket
Dem wi' run a road block which part the cops block it
And from now till a morning nuh stop block it
If dem run outta rounds a bruk-back ratchet

CHORUS ::

Welcome to Jamrock (South side, North side)
Welcome to Jamrock (East coast, West coast)
YOW!
Welcome to Jamrock (Cornwal, Middlesex and Surrey yaw)
EH!
Welcome to Jamrock

OUTRO ::

OUT IN THE STREET THEY CALL IT MURDER

marți, 17 noiembrie 2009

Nelly ft. Fergie - Party People



Album: Brass Knuckles(2008)

Just walked thru the door what's it gonna be, I can't get to the floor boys all over me.
Where my party, pparty, party, pparty people at?
Where my party, pparty, party, pparty people at?
Just walked thru the door what's it gonna be, I can't get to the floor girls all over me.
Where my party, pparty, party, pparty people at?
Where my party, pparty, party, pparty people at?

It's Nelly(Wait a minute)comin straight up out the Lou
and all you New Edition rappers better cool it now
for I make a fool of ya
paper stacked as tall as Yao
Ming look at the bling setting in rings lookin like basketballs.[2x]

[CHORUS]

where my party people at?[8x]

Well it's Fergie I'm the Dutchess comin straight from CaliforN-I-A
stuntin in my loc locs? Dreamin bout me M-I-A,
boyfriend wonderin where I'm at cause I'm in the spot spot
Why he always tryin to be puttin me down on lock lock[2x]
CHORUS

(Nelly)
Visually waitin & takin my time
watchin these haters don't come with they rhymes
watchin these suckers are mimickin, gimmickin then they start fallin off one at a time
You can go search but you never could find
I promise you derrty I'm one of a kind
Mold is broken the formulas mine
I killed the idea and destroyed the design.

(Fergie)
I was patiently waitin and takin my time
now that I'm here I'm gettin my shine
all of you haters can kiss a behind
Specifically speakin I'm talkin bout mine
Don't need you to tell me I know that I'm fine
I'm killin it baby so call it a crime
Yea you watch it I'm stealin my time
I told you before that big gïrls don't cry
Where my party people at?

luni, 16 noiembrie 2009

AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long



Album: Back In Black(1980)

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there

'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -

Shook me all night long

Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

'Cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you

duminică, 15 noiembrie 2009

Kanye West - Love Lockdown


Album: 808s & Heartbreak(2008)

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
What I had to do, had to run from you
I'm in love with you but the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me all the way home

So you never know, never never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over, love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screamin', "No, no, no, n-no!?

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
See I wanna move but can't escape from you
So I keep it low, keep a secret code
So everybody else don't have to know

So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
I can't keep my cool, so I keep it true
I got somethin' to lose, so I gotta move
I can't keep myself and still keep you too

So I keep in mind when I'm on my own
Somewhere far from home, in the danger zone
How many times did I tell ya ?for it finally got through?
You lose, you lose

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
See I had to go, see I had to move
No more wastin' time, you can't wait for life
We're just racin? time, where's the finish line?

So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
I bet no one knew, I got no one new
Know I said I'm through, but got love for you
But I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to

Gotta keep it goin', keep the lovin' goin'
Keep it on a roll, only God knows
If I be with you, baby I'm confused
You choose, you choose

I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
Where I wanna go, I don't need you
I've been down this road, too many times before
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to

So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose
You lose, you lose, you lose, you lose.

sâmbătă, 14 noiembrie 2009

Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Californication



Album: Californication(1999)

Psychic spies from China
Try to steal your mind's elation
Little girls from Sweden
Dream of silver screen quotations
And if you want these kind of dreams
It's Californication

It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in the final location
It's understood that Hollywood
sells Californication

Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Celebrity skin is this your chin
Or is that war your waging

Chorus:
First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Californication

Marry me girl be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation
A teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting high on information
And buy me a star on the boulevard
It's Californication

Space may be the final frontier
But it's made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderaan's not far away
It's Californication

Born and raised by those who praise
Control of population everybody's been there and
I don't mean on vacation

Chorus

Destruction leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar
They're just another good vibration
And tidal waves couldn't save the world
From Californication

Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest
There is no test
But this is what you're craving

vineri, 13 noiembrie 2009

No Doubt - Hey Baby



Album: Rock Steady(2001)

I’m the kinda girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes
Takin it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag watchin all the sin
Misfit, I sit
Lit up, wicked
Everybody else surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty words

I’m just sippin on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger in the face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

[Chorus]
All the boys say,
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Girls Say, Girls Say,
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Hey Baby Baby
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Boys Say, Boys Say
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

I’m the one they feed upon
Give a bit a star is born
And if you're hot enough you'll get the pass
And you can tell your friends how you made it back
No matter what they say I’m still the same
Somehow everybody knows my name
And all the girls wanna get with the boys
And the boys really like it

All the boys say,
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Girls Say, Girls Say,
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Hey Baby Baby
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
Boys Say, Boys Say
Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

[Bounty Killer]
Check it out, it’s Bounty Killer, and No Doubt

Jump on the stage makes me goin crazy
Afterwards myself and one of them gorgeous ladies
There is no need to be actin shady
Comon baby, hey hey baby
[2x]

When you rock your hips you know that it amaze me
Got me off the hook and nothing else don't phase me
Can you be my one and only sunshine lady
If no, no maybe, Hey Baby

[Gwen]
I’m just sippin on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger in the face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

joi, 12 noiembrie 2009

Missy Elliott - Get Your Freek On


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Album:Miss E… So Addictive(2001)

hit me, hit me
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit

(Missy)
Missy be puttin it down
Im the hottest round
Ill told yall mutha (skurt)
Yall can stop me now
Listen to me now
Im lastin twenty rounds
And if you want me (people)
Then come and get me now (bounce)
Is you with me now (bounce)
The biggie biggie bounce (bounce)
I kno you dig the way i sw..sw...switched ma style
(Holla) People sing around
Now people gather round
Now people jump around

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)

(Missy)
(is that yo chik..)
People you know
Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
What da dilly yo
Now what da drilly yo
If you wanna battle me then (people) lemme know
(Holla) Got the feeling son
Lemme throw you some
People here I come
Now sweat me when im done
We got the radio shook like we got a gun

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)

(Missy)
Quiet !!!
Shh, hush yo mouth
Silence when I, spit it out
In yo face
Open yo mouth, Give you a taste
(Holla) Aint no stoppin me
Copywritten so, dont copy me
Yall do it, sloppily
And yall cant come, close to me (yes)
I know you feel me now (yes)
I know you hear me loud (yes)
I scream it loud and proud (yes)
Missy gon blow it down (yes)
People gon play me now (yes)
In and outa town (yes)
Cuz im the best around (yes)
With the crazy style (go)

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)

miercuri, 11 noiembrie 2009

Jeremih - Birthday Sex



Album: Birthday Sex(2009)

It's your birthday so I know
you want to riiide out,
Even if we only go to myyy house
Sip mo- weezy as we sit upon myyy couch
Feels good, but I know you want to
cryyy out
You say you want passion
I think you found it
Get ready for action
Don't be astounded
We switchin' positions
You feel surrounded
Tell me where you want
your gift, girl

{Chorus}

Girl you know I-I-I
Girl you know I-I-I
I've been feenin'
Wake up in the late night...dreamin' about your lovin'
Girl you know I-I-I
Girl you know I-I-I
Don't need candles or cake
just need your body to make good

Birthday sex
Birthday sex

It's the best day of the year, girl

Birthday sex
Birthday sex

It feels like, feels like... lemme hit that...g-spot g-spot

See you sexy and them jeans got me on 10
1-2-3, think I got you pinned
Don't tap out...fight until the end
Ring that bell; we gon start over again
We grindin' wit passion, cuz it's yo birthday
Been at it for hours...I know you thirsty
You kiss me so sweetly...taste just like Hershey's
Just tell me how you want yo gift, girl

{Chorus}

First I'm gonna take a dive into the water deep until I know I pleased
that body (body ah oop)
Or girl without a broom
I might just sweep you off your feet
And make you wanna tell somebody(body, how I do)
somebody body how i do
Or maybe we can float on top my water bed you close your eyes as i enter between your legs
We work our way from kitchen stoves, and tables
Girl you know I'm more than able to please, yeah
Say you wanted flowers on the bed (on the bed)
But you got me and now it's on again

{Chours) (it's the best day of the year, girl)
(lemme know what it feels like, feels like, when I hit that G-spot, G-spot)