Carlos Cano – Ay, Maricruz Lyrics

I

Es Maricruz la mocita
La más bonita
Del barrio de Santa Cruz
El viejo barrio judío
Rosal florido
Le ha dado rosas de luz

Y desde la Macarena
La vienen a contemplar
Pues su carita morena
Hace a los hombres soñar

Y una noche de luna
El silencio rompió
La guitarra moruna
Y una voz que cantó:

Estribillo

¡Ay, Maricruz, Maricruz!
Maravilla de mujer;
Del barrio de Santa Cruz
Eres un rojo clavel

Mi vida sólo eres tú
Y por jurarte yo eso
Me diste en la boca un beso
Que aún me quema, Maricruz
¡Ay, Maricruz!, ¡Ay, Maricruz!

II

Fue como pluma en el viento
El juramento
Y a su querer traicionó
De aquellos brazos amantes
Huyó inconstante
Y a muchos después se entregó

Señoritos con dinero
La lograron sin tardar
Y aquel su cuerpo hechicero
Hizo a los hombres pecar

Pero sólo hubo un hombre
Que con pena lloró
Recordando su nombre
Y esta copla cantó:

Estribillo

Ajj – Lucky Strike Lyrics

I’ll never be the comfort
You lost when you were nine or so
I can’t fill those big of holes
But you knew that about me
I never want to wake up
Livin’ your fake memory
I want to wake up in your bed
f**king scared
Pushing through the bullshit
And working up the nerve to speak
I’ll never fix your car
Or find you another dead end job
So lets lay on this carpeted floor
And draw with crayons

A2m – I Got Bitches Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy yo, what it is
Everybody report to the mothaf**kin’ dance floor
With they mothaf**kin’ drinks
They wet ass pussies, they big fat asses and the big brown titties
With the pepperoni nipples, ‘cause I’m comin’ for ya
(What the f**k was that)

[Chorus]
I got bitches all on my dick every day
Suckin’ on my balls, lickin’ on my balls
Bitches, they know, stick it their bootyhole
My balls, my balls, suck on my balls

[Verse 1]
(C’mon!) all up in that asshole, let me hit that booty raw
Lickin’ the dick, suckin’ the balls, swallow it all
Beatin’ down your pussy wall to the ground
Spinnin’ ’round and ’round
And these stacks get down (Sheit)
Swallow the nut, dick in the butt, beatin’ it up and that’s how I f**k (Bitch)

[Chorus]
I got bitches all on my dick every day
Suckin’ on my balls, lickin’ on my balls
Bitches, they know, stick it their bootyhole
My balls, my balls, suck on my balls

[Bridge]
Yeah bitch, I, I don’t know what to say I just love f**kin’ bitches
f**k ’em in they ass, f**k ’em in they face
f**k ’em in they pussy hole
That’s just how I get down

[Verse 2]
Sluts, bitches, know what I’m about
Roll my blunt up, ho, and keep this dick up in your mouth
Don’t be talkin’ no shit ’cause I ain’t takin no shit (Hell no)
Keep your mouth on Mr. Big Stuff while I’m tokin’ this here
I said hoes (Uh huh) they give me dough (What up)
Wrap around my toe (Uh huh), and that’s fo’ sho (You know)
I got iced out fingers (Icy), bitch, you better win ’em
Scoopin ’em like kitty litter, they call me Diggler

[Chorus]
I got bitches all on my dick every day
Suckin’ on my balls, lickin’ on my balls
Bitches, they know, stick it their bootyhole
My balls, my balls, suck on my balls

[Verse 3]
Yo check it, you nekkid, I’m beatin’ that ass
Every day suckin’ my balls while I’m countin’ my cash
I got cash flow, dick in yo’ ass hole
And every time you ’bout to blast I say “You guess ho”
‘Cause I don’t f**k sluts, I just put it in they butt (They butt)
And if they want the nut (Nut) it’s ass to mouth what (Yeah)
I be stuntin’ like my daddy with some hoes all in they caddy
And my dick ain’t far from shabby that’s why hoes all want it badly
They be blowin’ up my celly beggin’ for it on they belly
I say “Meet me at the telly, don’t forget the KY jelly”
I’m a nasty boss motherf**ker, catch me at the Ruckers game
Hoppin out the caddy, hoes cling to my spaghetti chain
Catch me in the parkin’ lot, pimpin’, hittin’ switches
I got girls, I got hoes, I got motherf**kin’ bitches

[Chorus]
I got bitches all on my dick every day
Suckin’ on my balls, lickin’ on my balls
Bitches, they know, stick it their bootyhole
My balls, my balls, suck on my balls
I got bitches all on my dick every day (C’mon)
Suckin’ on my balls (My balls), lickin’ on my balls (My balls)
Bitches, they know (Yeah), stick it their bootyhole
My balls, my balls, suck on my balls (Yeah)

Rob Markman – Head High Lyrics (feat. The Ichiban Don & Saint Pat Beatz)

[Intro: Rob Markman]
I mean one day
Muthaf**ka came to me and said I gotta be humble
Have you ever read the f**kin’ definition of humble?
You see me, you see greatness, what the f**k I got to be humble about?
You know?
You f**kin with a Marksman

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I heard that humbleness is weakness
Gather ’round, I don’t know who need to hear this
They want us humble, deep down they really fear us
We been humble for minute, eatin’ anything they feed us
I never had a bite, can’t wait until the afterlife
I read the Passion Christ, this is what my passion like
A hustler, manic-like, far from the panic type
Tryna get the package right, goin’ hand to hand at night
Food on the table, but the babies fed by candle light
I mean salmon’s nice, tonight it’s only spam and rice
Gotta keep the family tight just in case the famine strike
My hunger unexplainable, I gotta BIG appetite
They say the meek shall inherit
Sorry father, that shit ain’t in my spirit
I’m made in ya image and they placed you in a prison
But I’ll never let ’em trap me in my humble beginnings

[Chorus: The Ichiban Don]
Aye aye aye stand up, chest out, head high
Any nigga take me for sweet, bunch of dead guys
Get out my way little nigga, lemme shine, lemme grind
God bless every nigga on their way up
Shoot, this ain’t no lay-up
No
Pay dues, take ya pay cuts
Boy it’s time to get this muthafukin’ paper

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
I screamed Write to Dream, everybody told me dream on
Most days had nobody else to lean on
Didn’t have no blueprint, drew the shit freeform
Didn’t have no ‘Ye, or no Bink to put no beats on
No Just, just the Ichiban D-Don
He said Rob, I got some shit you need to breathe on
Linked me up with Pat, that young brother a phenom
I caught a flight, first night we did three songs
This all manifested, shit I’ve been battle-tested
f**k the opps been duckin’ shots since my adolescence
Bullets no names, I feel this one had a message
Shots close range, thank God that I had a second
Never touched me, I’m what you would consider lucky
Fate’s two-faced, 50/50, shit is pretty ugly
They screaming f**k me huh? It could get pretty touchy
That’s when you breath and you hit em like “this shits above me”

[Chorus: The Ichiban Don]
Aye aye aye stand up, chest out, head high
Any nigga take me for sweet, bunch of dead guys
Get out my way little nigga, lemme shine, lemme grind
God bless every nigga on their way up
Shoot, this ain’t no lay-up
No
Pay dues, take ya pay cuts
Boy it’s time to get this muthafukin’ paper

Lost Dogs – Pray Where You Are Lyrics

[Verse 1: Michael Roe]
In the submarines and tanks
In the S&Ls and banks
In the cancer wards, the prisons, and the bars
On the earth and on the moon
In the closet, in your room
In the flophouses, the think-tanks and the farms
To the salesman forever trying to sell
To the faithful daughter walking to the well

[Chorus: Michael Roe]
Oh, pray where you are
Pray where you are
In the fields and in the factories
There’s no limits, rules or boundaries
At work or school or driving in your car
Pray where you are

[Verse 2: Derri Daugherty]
In the strip joints, in the church
On a desperate lost-child search
On the airplanes and the back roads and the rails
On the blacktops and the beach
Down the sewer and up the creek
In the penthouses and the pool halls and the jails
To the criminal with no one left to con
To the movie star whose day has come and gone

[Chorus: Derri Daugherty]
Oh, pray where you are
Pray where you are
In the fields and in the factories
There’s no limits, rules or boundaries
At work or school or driving in your car
Pray where you are

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge: Gene Eugene]
To the junky with his back against the wall
To the lawman as he breaks another law

[Verse 3: Terry Scott Taylor]
In the desert, off the shore
In a peacetime, in a war
In the pentagon, the court rooms, and the malls
In the tents and in the caves
At the truck stops, by the graves
In our hopes and fears and struggles great and small
To the corner prophet no one seems to hear
To the president who prays for four more years

[Chorus: Terry Scott Taylor]
Oh, pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
In the fields and in the factories
There’s no limits, rules or boundaries
At work or school or driving in your car
Pray where you are

[Outro: Terry Scott Taylor]
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
In the fields and in the factories
There’s no limits, rules or boundaries
At work or school or driving in your car
(Pray where you are)
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)
Pray where you are
(Pray where you are)

Pimf – Wo Ist Die Liebe Lyrics

[Part 1]
Ich wuchs in Westeuropa auf
Wohlstand, Markenklamotten und helle Haut
Mein Tor zur Welt, meine Grenzen war’n immer auf
Aber schon seitdem ich denken kann, grenzen wir andre aus
War nie Opfer von Rassismus und so’m Scheiß
Mom gebar mich in die Deutsche Mittelschicht hinein
Ich hab richtig Schwein und nichts dafür geleistet
Ich träum’ vom Reisen und wenn ich möchte, dann reis’ ich
Hab keine Sorgen und ein gültiges Papier
Meistens, wenn ich Wünsche hab’, erfülle ich sie mir
Vom Big Apple bis Colloseum und Eifelturm
Ich wurde einfach nur reich gebor’n

[Hook] (2x)
Wir ham’ so viele Chancen, die so viele nicht ham’
So wenig Liebe, Empathie und Verstand
Aber wo ist die Liebe, verdammt?
Wo ist die Liebe, verdammt?

[Part 2]
Ich hab’ Glück, jeden Tag
Einfach so gewonn’, schon seit 25 Jahr’n
Mir geht es zu gut, ein gemachtes Nest
Ich bin so blessed aber fühl’ mich so gestresst
Von den ganzen Petris und Storchs
Seehofer-Horsts
Menschen nicht zu helfen, aus der Seenot, ist Mord
Ich bin keiner, der so viel von Politik versteht
Aber von Empathie und Solidarität
Von Lichtenhagen bis Oury Jalloh und NSU
Zwischen Angst, Nationalstolz und rechter Wut
Reden sie von Identität oder ihrer Leitkultur
Doch wurden einfach nur reich gebor’n

[Hook] (2x)
Wir ham’ so viele Chancen, die so viele nicht ham’
So wenig Liebe, Empathie und Verstand
Aber wo ist die Liebe, verdammt?
Wo ist die Liebe, verdammt?

Two People – It’s Late Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s late
I still haven’t heard from you
You feel good
You’d be asleep, but I’d wake you wide again
Either way, we lost a day again, mmh
We owe so much
I’m caught in your voice

[Verse 2]
Paint me knowing
I don’t ask again
Paint me loving
You come fake again
Paint me the fire
You once felt for them
I feel nothing
And you’re so numb

[Bridge]
How can, how can you say that?
How can, how can you say that?

[Verse 3]
Paint me boring
Creasing your face and then
Paint me soaring
In your eyes begin
To paint me memory
That I can hold within
It’s how I feel I’m buzzing
I’m caught in your voice

Ouri – Trance Parent Lyrics

If you’re so let down
I will be, I will be
Someone else, I will
I will be, I will

If you’re so let down
I will be, I will be
A stranger for you
A stranger for me

I will seek the closure
Bring you down to your knees

I don’t think we’re closer
I don’t think we’re closer
I don’t think we’re closer
I don’t think we’re closer

Let it down, let it down
Let it down, let it down
If you’re so let down
I will be, I will be
Someone else, I will
I will be

Couros – Heavy Lyrics

[Verse]
These nights without you are hard
And all days without you are heavy
And I know, stand some control
‘Cause all days without you are heavy

[Chorus]
Oh, what are we?
That keeps me from sleeping
That keeps me from

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
That keeps me from
That keeps me from

Jack & White – Tighten Up Lyrics

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

I wanted love, I needed love
Most of all, most of all
Someone said true love was dead
And I’m bound to fall, I’m bound to fall for you (ooh)
Oh, what can I do?

Take my badge but my heart remains
Loving you, baby child
Tighten up on your reins
You’re running wild, you’re running wild, it’s true

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Sick for days in so many ways
I’m aching now, I’m aching now
It’s times like these I need relief
Please show me how, oh, show me how to get right (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yes, it’s out of sight

When I was young, moving fast
Nothing slowed me down, oh, slowed me down
Now I let the others pass, I’ve come around
Oh, come around, ’cause I’ve found

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Living just to keep going
Going just to be sane
All the while not knowing
It’s such a shame
I don’t need to get steady
I know just how I feel
I’m telling you to be ready
My dear

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Jay Munly – My Darling Sambo Lyrics

And Sambo came with that sunrise
He grabbed my soul and danced it hard
I said go eastward, Sambo
And there upon that star

Don’t come around, my darling Sambo
Don’t come around here anymore (x4)

But Sambo, he looked to westward
He said the sun has gone away
And Sambo, he starts a’ swaying

Sambo, Sambo, Sambo, Sambo!

Don’t come around, my darling Sambo
Don’t come around here anymore (x4)

Swing low (x20)

(Won’t you swing low)

There’s a star in the east
And this star swings low
There’s a star in the west
And this star swings low
There’s a star inside my breast
And my breast it doth swing low

(You know who else swings low)

Sambo, Sambo, Sambo, Sambo!

Don’t come around, my darlin’ Sambo
Don’t come around here anymore (x4)

(No Sambo)

More

(Yeah, that’s right Sambo. Don’t you come doing your kinky jive act dance ’round here, Sambo! You see Sambo, I done took Catilla. But if you come and dance close, I would like to learn to swing low)

No Sambo

Ajj – Drink Another Beer Lyrics

Drink another beer my darling
You’re drinking for two
When Skyler got out of prison
I was worried about you
He can be a mean motherf**ker
You know it’s true
He got out of prison with parole
And a swastika tattoo
Now I am worried for you
And the well-being of your baby, too
So the baby’s gonna have a daddy
Well, that’s wonderful news
He won’t be the greatest parent
But neither will you
Gotta get out while you can
Otherwise you’re screwed
Your legs are broken and
Your eyes are black and blue
Now I am worried for you
And the well-being of your family, too

Marlo – Chop Stick Lyrics

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus]
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Run up in your house and lay it down and give it up quick
Young niggas ain’t bullshit, walkin’ with a full clip
Shoot you just to prove it, nigga catch a news clip
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Them young niggas be wildin’, them young niggas be wildin’
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks

[Verse 1]
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Pull up on your block, the whole car sprayin’ rounds quick
Niggas on that bullshit, niggas gettin’ a full clip
Shoot him just to kill shit, nigga wants a stain quick
Niggas’ll do whatever for the gang
Sacrifice their right hand for that stain
Nigga cross his whole man out of your lane
And you can’t tell a young nigga shit with a chopstick
‘Cause when he sweep the block everybody getting hit
Young nigga with that bullshit
But them young niggas got chopsticks
Yeah them blood niggas got chopsticks
Mob niggas got chopsticks
Said them crip niggas got chopsticks
The whole A done turned to Chop City

[Chorus]
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Run up in your house and lay it down and give it up quick
Young niggas ain’t bullshit, walkin’ with a full clip
Shoot you just to prove it, nigga catch a news clip
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Them young niggas be wildin’, them young niggas be wildin’
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks

[Verse 2]
If you ain’t mobbin’ then you starving
Black and purple get you whacked
I’m feeling just like that when I’m in the Hellcat
I bring them bitches back to back, it’s like a triple stack
I know some gangsters turned rat, turn into pussy cats
A nigga play he gettin’ chopsticked
f**k around with the mob then you know his ass drop quick
I send them young niggas to chop shit
And then them young niggas gon’ chop quick
Then they come back with that bag and then they bust it
When we bustin’ that cash it’s like we f**kin’
When I’m shooting a hundred shots it’s like she nutting
And I told her never leave her for the money
‘Fore the bad shit gon’ happen
She know the young nigga want some money

[Chorus]
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Run up in your house and lay it down and give it up quick
Young niggas ain’t bullshit, walkin’ with a full clip
Shoot you just to prove it, nigga catch a news clip
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
I said them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks
Them young niggas be wildin’, them young niggas be wildin’
Them young niggas be wildin’ with them chopsticks

Carlos Cano – Falsa Moneda Lyrics

Cruzó los brazos
Pa no matarla
Cerró los ojos
Pa no llorar
Temió ser débil
Y perdonarla
Y abrió la puerta
De par en par…

Vete, mujer mala
Vete de mi vera
Rueda lo mismito
Que la maldición
Que Dios te permita
Que el gaché que quieras, (1)
Pague tus quereres
Tus quereres pague
Con mala traición…

Gitana, que tú serás
Como la falsa monea
Que de mano en mano va
Y ninguno se la quea…
Que de mano en mano va
Y ninguno se la quea

Besó los negros
Zarcillos finos (2)
Que ella dejara
Cuando se fue
Y aquellas trenzas
De pelo endrino, (3)
Que, en otros tiempos
Cortó pa él

Cuando se marchaba
No intentó mirarla
Ni lanzó un quejío
Ni le dijo adiós
Entornó la puerta
Y, pa no llamarla
Se clavó las uñas
Se clavó las uñas
En el corazón…

Gitana, que tú serás
Como la falsa monea…(etc)

(1) Gaché o gachó: Hombre
(2) Zarcillos: Aretes, pendientes auriculares
(3) Endrino: Fruto de la endrina.Bayas de color negro azulado. Se
Comparan aquí con el color del pelo de la hembra

Penx – Fatality Lyrics

[Bridge]
Four, three, two, one… Fight!

[Zwrotka 1]
Podobno muszę przetrwać, być jak Liu Kang tu
Wkurwia mnie ten rap wokół, sama pedałówa, spójrz
Jestem z bloku, bronię swego zdania, sorry, więc
Póki mieszkam tu, serce bije w klatce; Johnny Cage
Nie mam ksywy na klacie, to dla mnie niezły bezsens
Nie muszę patrzeć na siebie, bo dobrze wiem, kim jestem
Musiałbym patrzeć w dół, to mi psuje plany
W sumie to tu mam parę ksyw na klacie, taguję ściany
Rany otwarte, zamknij mordę, weź się zaszyj w domu
Hajs, nici z planów, nie będzie Dolly, bo starczy klonów
Nie chcę być jebanym pionem na polu walki
Chcę, by ten styl wjechał w głowę i na pełnej porył bańki
Co do pionu, padniesz, no bo ja przecież twardo stoję
Mów mi Raiden, skurwysynu, skoro tak lecę na poziomie
No bo tak wjedzie, hardkor to jest, skoro sam wdepłeś w bagno, co jest
Odtąd, frajerze, jest stawką koniec, sława Was będzie bardzo boleć

[Refren x2]
To jest fatality, pierdolę brawa, typy
Reszta to banał, yhy, wjebałem granat w tryby
Usłyszysz zaraz krzyki, chcą robić hałas niby
Nie spalisz grama przy tym, tak rozpierdalam styki

[Bridge]
Test your might

[Zwrotka 2]
Powracam bronić się, dramat, kurwo, się boisz winy
Porażka boli, wiem, twoja wygrana boli innych
Wraca Skorpion, mam wrogów, nie będę stać za nimi
Mam takiego haka na was, że aż mi czacha dymi
On zawsze sieje problem, to raczej nie jest dobre
Ale się nie cofnę, wóda nocą, zieję ogniem
Lecę dalej, choć rano znowu Sahara w ryju
Kac morderca chce mi podciąć skrzydła; Baraka, ryju
Nie puszczam pary z ust, to ogień we mnie płonie ciągle
Jaram się, bo jestem w środku, mylę koniec z początkiem
Chcesz się wbić na feat, zamiast mnie wjedzie Baraka
Moje drugie ja, Ty kurwo w końcu będziesz w kawałkach
Się nakręcam do walki, przestań filmować się
Wyostrzam zmysły, zaraz spadnie Ci głowa psie
Kawał skurwysyna ze mnie, ostrze kły i gotów jestem
Pierdolę twe złote zęby, sam wygryzę konkurencję

[Refren x2]

[Bridge]
Final round

[Zwrotka 3]
Kitana wpada do mnie na kwadrat jak składam, kminisz?
Pyta się: jak tam? prostuję znowu wachlarz skilli
Chcę tu kiss of death, jak krzyczę “Pizdo, precz”
Dała paru typom wcześniej, już nie wyliżą się
Bardziej Sub-Zero niż kurwa ciepły chłopiec
Łapiesz to zdziro? wątpię, gaszę twój kiepski towiec
Palisz się ze wstydu, ja kuszę, abyś mi sprzedał duszę
Zimny skurwiel ze mnie, przez co, typie, zawsze na minusie
Sonya Blade wpadła do mnie, ściera tak ma w dowodzie
Ostra suka chciała wyjść, została na lodzie
Nie szukam sponsorek, wolę, jak stawiają opór
Nie biegam za kurwami, inni robią to dla sportu
Sam nie wiem, o co kaman, z samym sobą sztama
Na dziś dzień może wpłynąć na mnie tylko lodołamacz
Nie chcę się poprawiać, z wariatami bita graba ciągle
Wysoko oceniam swoich, z kurwami nie biję piątek
Piszą w gazetach o mnie, że znowu błądzę, kurwy
To nie życie na gorąco, często chodzę skuty
Mrozi im krew w żyłach, nie, bo to ciężkie akcje
Have a nice day, typie, have an ice day
Dojebałem łapy, wyrosły dwie kolejne
Goro, wpadnij w ręce mi, to gwarantuję, się rozerwiesz
Nic nie potwierdza reguły, bo chcę tych cweli zabić
Ty raczej tu zginiesz, kocie, jak spadniesz na cztery łapy

[Refren x2]

[Bridge]
Well done, hahahaha

Nina Hagen – Ich Bin Da Gar Nicht Pingelig Lyrics

Oh, ich bin da gar nicht pingelig
Wenn ich dich brauche, klingeling, klingel ich!
Machst du auch in die invida
Und sagst ich läute dich heraus!
Dann drückst du auf den Summer
Und lässt mich rein ins Haus
Du, du teilst mit mir den Schlummer
Und allen meinen Kummer –
Den schlaf’ ich bei dir aus!

Die Nacht kann noch so tief sein
Das Licht kann noch so schief sein
In dem ich unten steh’
Das ist mir ziemlich schnurz
Ich brauch’ um dich zu wecken
Nur den Finger auszustrecken –
Einmal lang und zweimal kurz
Einmal lang und zweimal kurz!

Zwischen Abendwind und Morgentau
Das ist die reine Freude
Zwischen dir und mir!
Soviel Dankbarkeit –
Das ich nichts davon vergeude!
Mein Ärger kann sehr groß sein
Ich werd’ ihn bald schon los sein –
Der Platz dafür bist du
Der Platz dafür bist du!

Du machst dich unentbehrlich
Ich glaub’ du liebst mich ehrlich
Denn du hörst mir gründlich zu
Denn du hörst mir gründlich zu!

Zwischen Sommertag und Winternacht
Da liegt ein Stückchen Leben
Zwischen dir und mir
Was bisher nicht war –
Das wird sich noch ergeben!

Sleepy Labeef – Blackland Farmer Lyrics

When the Lord made me, he made a simple man
Not much money not much land
He didn’t make me no banker or legal charmer
When the Lord made me, he made a Blackland farmer

Well, my hands ain’t smooth and my face is rough
But my heart is warm and my ways ain’t tough
I guess I’m the luckiest man ever born
‘Cause the Lord gave me health and a Blackland farm

Breakin’ up the new ground early in the day
I’m gonna plant cotton, I’m gonna plant hay
I love to smell the sweet breeze blowin’ through the corn
For the sure done me right by my Blackland farm

I feel like I’m getting closer to you, God
A pint in the ground and I’m breakin’ up the sod
My mind is at ease and I can do no harm
Lord, I owe all to you and my Blackland farm

Chris Punsalan – Straight Rollin’ Lyrics

[Hook]
You been downtown tryna find love
I been spendin time tryna feel free
Put no one above you but I had to let you go
Yeah yeah
Fill it up coastin
Yeah on the other side
Straight rollin

[Verse]
Felt love
Hate it
Screamin from the rooftop overrated
Deep cuts
Like a b-side
Keep it solo I don’t want another peace sign
Thought it woulda ended at nostalgia
Here I am yeah wrote another bout ya
Thought it was a new day
What would you say
If I called ya
Driving back to your side i’m foolish
I think i’m outta my mind I knew it
Hopin that if I run it all back in my head
Then we can make work i’ll prove it
If you hit me up
And I don’t call back
Just know it’s for the best
I ain’t tryna run it back
If you hit me up
And I don’t call back
Just know it’s for the best
I ain’t tryna run it back

[Hook]
You been downtown tryna find love
I been spendin time tryna feel free
Put no one above you but I had to let you go
Yeah yeah
Fill it up coastin
Coastin
Yeah on the other side
Straight rollin
Rollin Rollin

[Verse]
When you been up
Only thing left to do is go down
When the times rough
Spend my time waiting around
Driving through the city at midnight
Headin to mccaren for a late flight
Did it hopin I can get a reset
End up swerving and hit the exit
Driving back to your side i’m foolish
I think i’m outta my mind I knew it
Hopin that if I run it all back in my head
Then we can make work i’ll prove it
If you hit me up
And I don’t call back
Just know it’s for the best
I ain’t tryna run it back
If you hit me up
And I don’t call back
Just know it’s for the best
I ain’t tryna run it back

[Hook]
You been downtown tryna find love
I been spendin time tryna feel free
Put no one above you but I had to let you go
Yeah yeah
Fill it up coastin
Coastin
Yeah on the other side
Straight rollin
Rollin Rollin

Ajj – Bold With Fire Lyrics

I won’t pay no mind
To the rhythm or the time
To all the hints and all the signs
No I won’t pay no mind
And I won’t lend a hand
To a woman or a man
Doesn’t matter if I can
No I won’t lend a hand
I stay just to run and
I run for my life
I must dig those graves
If I want to stay alive
And I won’t take no sides
Never argue or abide
Or vacillate or compromise
No I won’t take no sides
I stay just to run and
I run for my life
I must dig those graves
If I want to stay alive
I stay just to run and
I run for my life
I must dig those graves
If I want to stay alive

Eydie Gorme – La Ultima Noche Lyrics

La ultima noche que pase contigo
La llevo guardada como fiel testigo
De aquellos momento en que fuiste mia
Y hoy quiero borrarla de mi ser

La ultima noche que pase contigo
Quisiera olvidarla pero no he podido
La ultima noche que pase contigo
Tengo que olvidarla de mi ayer

Porque te fuiste aquella noche?
Porque te fuiste sin regresar?
Y me dejaste aquella noche
Con el recuerdo de tu traicion

La ultima noche que pase contigo
La llevo guardada como fiel testigo
De aquellos momentos en que fuiste mia
Y hoy quiero borrarla de mi ser

La ultima noche que pase contigo
Quisiera olvidarla pero no he podido
La ultima noche que pase contigo
Tengo que olvidarla de mi ayer

Porque te fuiste aquella noche?
Porque te fuiste sin regresar?
Y me dejaste aquella noche
Con el recuerdo de tu traicion

Porque te fuiste aquella noche
Porque te fuiste sin regresar
Y me dejaste aquella noche
Con el recuerdo de tu traicion

Lost Dogs – I’m A Loser Lyrics

[Intro: Terry Scott Taylor]
I’m a loser
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be

[Verse 1: Gene Eugene]
Of all the loves I have won or have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed
She was a girl in a million, my friend
I should have known she would win in the end

[Chorus]
I’m a loser
And I’ve lost someone who’s near to me
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be

[Verse 2: Michael Roe]
Although I laugh and I act like a clown
Beneath this mask, I am wearing a frown
My tears are falling like rain from the sky
Is it for her or myself that I cry?

[Chorus]
I’m a loser
And I’ve lost someone who’s near to me
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be

[Harmonica Solo]
[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3: Terry Scott Taylor]
What have I done to deserve such a fate?
I realize I have left it too late
And so it’s true, pride comes before a fall
I’m telling you so that you won’t lose all

[Chorus]
I’m a loser
And I’ve lost someone who’s near to me
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be

[Harmonica Solo]
[Guitar Solo]

Marlo – Heard You Lyrics (feat. Dirty)

[Chorus: Marlo]
Hot box, big trucks
Big pistol when we pull up
Four pockets, they real stuffed
You sucka niggas ain’t real as us
Yeah nigga, I heard you
That dog clean, that’s dog food
I finessed the bitch, I’m so rude
Them percocets got me so loose

[Verse 1: Marlo & Dirty]
Them percocets got me so loose
I been geeked up with my whole crew
They say you crazy well I’m throwed too
I been f**kin’ on all this old boo
Give her dick down in the ribcage
When they hate from the heart it’s real hate
Yeah you niggas in but I’m real paid
Been shittin’ on niggas for real lately
Been flexin’ on them niggas too hard
This bankroll full of blue strips
F&N with a green tip
Give a nigga’s ass the full clip

[Chorus: Marlo]
Hot box, big trucks
Big pistol when we pull up
Four pockets, they real stuffed
You sucka niggas ain’t real as us
Yeah nigga, I heard you
That dog clean, that’s dog food
I finessed the bitch, I’m so rude
Them percocets got me so loose

[Verse 2: Dirty & Marlo]
Young niggas with old money
Bankroll thumbing, dope bowl jumping
Twelve on me like I stole something
‘Cause they heard I got the load coming
Pop shit, show shit
We gon’ show somethin’ ain’t no blessing
f**k a bitch, ain’t no cuffing
f**k twelve, I don’t know nothing
f**k twelve, I don’t know nothing
Still having dreams of when the dope coming
On eighty-five dirty, road running
He done touched down with a whole hundred

[Chorus: Marlo]
Hot box, big trucks
Big pistol when we pull up
Four pockets, they real stuffed
You sucka niggas ain’t real as us
Yeah nigga, I heard you
That dog clean, that’s dog food
I finessed the bitch, I’m so rude
Them percocets got me so loose

Carlos Cano – Dormido Entre Rosas Lyrics

Dormido entre rosas y encajes de hilo

Soñando en los lirios que vienen del Sur

Buscando en la noche los claveles fríos

Del amor prohibido vive el andaluz

Sombrero en los ojos pañuelo esmeralda

Fuego en las pestañas ¡menudo valor!

Quedó en el olvido tal vez las razones

Aquél pasodoble que en Madrid cantó

Cuentan que en las noches de luna de mayo

Entre lo malvado de la oscuridad

Se pinta los ojos, se muerde los labios

Y abanico en mano se pone a cantar:

Ay rosa, Málaga bella, biznaga de mi pasión

Donde yo aprendí a querer donde conocí el amor

Ay rosa, Málaga bella, biznaga del corazón

¿De qué me sirve volver? ¿De qué me sirve volver?

Si el amor se marchitó

Preguntan las rosas ¿por qué fue al exilio?

Preguntan los lirios ¿por qué no volvió?
Tan sólo la luna y el amargo vino

Saben los motivos de su corazón

Cuentan que por rojo, por republicano

Que andaba enredao con un militar

Cuatro señoritos de pistola en mano

Sin voz lo dejaron en la madrugá

Penx – Touch My Barz Lyrics (feat. Bonson)

[Zwrotka 1: Penx]
Prawilnie wjadę już gówna nie tykam i jebać te kurwy niebieskie
Jak Mystique! Dotyka mnie real life i zmienia ta postać rzeczy do rzeczy pierdolić depresję
Zły dotyk boli podobno jestem tym gościem, którego chcesz dotknąć
Zły dotyk boli, a krew mnie uskrzydla, o kurwa to Red Bull, a muszę pierdolnąć
Skąd ta okładka na Abstrack? Weź już nie pytaj, tu nie ma przebacz idioto
Bo wszystko czego nie dotknę od teraz już kurwa zamienia się w złoto
Nie chcę życzeń już od was, pierdolę poklask, weź zobacz se spoko płynę
Nie zliczę tych życzeń, jak każdą płotkę zamienię se tu w złotą rybę
Czego nie dotknę to to spierdolę, właśnie aha no i to jest perfekcja
Weź na logikę trzy słowa “czego nie dotknę” żebyś się kurwa nie zesrał
Się wbijam w zwoje mózgowe, jak rak cię kładę na deski
Przebijam skronie i może ci w końcu zapadne w pamięci
Poruszam tłumy, bo tłumię gniew w sobie od lat
Nie mówię nie no nie? Bo kiedy coś robię to robię od tak
Zrób tak od tyłu, ja będę jak kat, nie filmuj, zwrota urywa ci głowę
Od małego tu mało mnie rusza, mów mi królu złoty ryju jestem pięknym Vidocq’iem

[Refren: Penx]
Touch my barz – i nie mów ryju mi że teraz to nie rusza cię
Touch my barz – dziś wielu mijam lecz nie tykam inny kurwa cel
Touch my barz – ich zje rutyna, nie chce tykać waszych linii
Touch my balls – powiedziałby kastrat pewnie nie mając jak odbić piłki

[Zwrotka 2: Bonson]
Wersy jak szlugi lepsze braknie to się wkurwię Ty!
Który rok tu zapierdalam wyrzygując z płuc ten dym?
Nie muszę spinać się by wjechać lapsom butem w pysk
I patrzę znów na listy mnie nie grzeję już że znów nie my
Wersy jak kiepy, masz to się do moich nie dopisuj
Cudzesów nie chce sam się gównem jaraj kierowniku
Pedały ciągną słomki, cienko pierdzą wersy w dzbanek
Matka chyba cię wysrała przez przypadek
I na chuj wciąż się gapisz? Masz co robić? Wzrok na buty
Widziałem kilku takich łatwo im się szło na skróty
Szkoda smucić brakowało wciąż na ruchy
Poszła fama chłopak głupi przypał ktoś ich wziął na buty lipa
Kaszlę jak skurwysyn, bo jaram za trzech
Dwójki, trójki, chujki, proszę bardzo charam na łeb
Jak już coś wyjdzie to jarasz jak pet i co z tego?
Kiedy małolaty robią gówno wciąż i sos z tego
Jebać to!

[Refren: Penx]
Touch my barz – i nie mów ryju mi że teraz to nie rusza cię
Touch my barz – dziś wielu mijam lecz nie tykam inny kurwa cel
Touch my barz – ich zje rutyna, nie chce tykać waszych linii
Touch my balls – powiedziałby kastrat pewnie nie mając jak odbić piłki

Nina Hagen – Ich Bin So Alt Lyrics

Ich bin so alt!
Seit ich älter bin sitz ich rum wie meine Oma!
Mensch bin ich alt, häng zu Hause rum
Schmeiß die Küche, stopf’n Strumpf –
Ich sitze im Sumpf!

Früher, da war was los
Sind noch getrampt
Zehn Stunden bis nach Meißen
Rockten in Riebnitz
Nächsten Tag in Mildenitz
Hatten’s nicht leicht –
Hatten’s nicht schwer –
Wir wollten immer mehr!

Das ist vorbei!
Alle Freunde sind familiär sehr beschäftigt!
Mensch sind wir lahm, hocken auf’m Fleck
Und wir sehen ziemlich alt aus –
Gehn’ wir mal weg!

Früher da war was los
Sind noch gefetet
Lehne durchgeknetet
Sonntag noch schnell
In Dresden eingeritten
Immer auf trab
Geld war uns knapp –
Heute sind wir zu schlapp!

Früher da war was los
Daben noch gerockt
Auf alten Holzgerüsten
Selber geschrieben
Das muss wieder werden!
Wo spielt der Lenz?
Wo spielt Stern M?
Let’s get together again!

Chris Punsalan – Nothing To Lose Lyrics

[Chorus]
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing
Nothing nothing
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing

[Verse]
Heading back to where everything started
Tryna do my best
Don’t know how to stop it
Pull up to the streetlight
Something bout this don’t feel right
Need you riding shotgun
Tell me what’s the problem
I know that you miss me
Even if you’re with um
Whatever whatever whatever
His name is
I’m begging
Begging you
For the last time
For the last time
Can we go back to doin what we did
Saying i’m outside is something that I miss
Back to the spot
That we used to we used to frequent quite a lot
Do it just to bring it all the way back
Promise you that this time is the last

[Chorus]
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing
Nothing nothing
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing

[Verse]
You say that we prolly shouldn’t do that
Don’t worry I really tryna move fast
Who said that we need permission
We won’t go missing
I promise we’ll leave and then come back
Been a couple years I know
Let me tell you from the past i’ve grown
Haven’t thought about you since that day
Yeah I know i’m lying but I don’t know what to say
Speeding
Goin vroom vroom
Tell me how you feelin
With the new dude
We can take a spin baby hit my line
Feeling like old days back when you were mine
Back to the spot
That we used to we used to frequent quite a lot
Do it just to bring it all the way back
Promise you that this time is the last

[Chorus]
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing
Nothing nothing
Hop in the whip with me
And we can cruise
Driving for miles
Got nothing to lose
Got nothing to lose

[Outro]
Got nothing
Nothing
Nothing to lose
Nothing to lose
Hop in the whip with me and we can cruise
Miles and miles got nothing to lose
Nothing nothing to lose

Lost Dogs – Free At Last Lyrics

[Verse 1: Terry Scott Taylor]
The Queen of Heaven lives just down the street
She got her ridin’ hood on and bells on her feet
She cool me down when I turn up the heat
I used to chew tobacco, now my breath is sweet

[Chorus: Terry Scott Taylor]
And I’m free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last

[Verse 2: Michael Roe]
I met a woman, she dressed in black
All she did was just yakety-yak
I talked back and got the sack
Thank God I got out before I kacked

[Chorus: Michael Roe]
Now I’m free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
I’m free

[Guitar Solo]
Have mercy, mercy
Aw

[Verse 3: Derri Daugherty]
I once fell in with Big Ol’ Bill
The man that lived up on the hill
Made me ill, taught me to kill
I’m wondering if Bill lives up there still

[Chorus: Derri Daugherty]
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last

[Verse 4: Gene Eugene]
See, see him sailing on the Devil E. Lee
He’s taking photos a-plenty but none of me
Elephant sleeping at the foot of his bed
He put a dove on their wall and a bullet in my head

[Chorus: Gene Eugene]
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
(Oh, thank you)
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
(Oh, thank God)

[Outro]
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Thank God, thank God
Free at last, free at last
(Oh, I’m free)
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
(Yes, sir)
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Free at last, free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last
Thank God, thank God I’m free at last

Marlo – Ready For War Lyrics (feat. SkullE)

[Intro: Marlo]
Cook that shit up, Quay
Yup, Marlo
Hey

[Chorus: Marlo]
We ready for war
Them young niggas they feed off that evil
Duckin’ the feds, them people
Servin’ the block with that ether
I’m that nigga, turned that boy into the grim reaper
Took over the city and beasted
They love a nigga, I feed ’em
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real

[Verse 1: Marlo]
I send them young niggas to go spray up the block
By twelve o’clock they hittin’ behind the shop
My young niggas they busting nonstop
Turn a hard top into a drop top
Then they come pick up the bag, that’s how we rock
See the beans around my neck, they think I’m evil
I had to feed them goons for the people
Got me dancing with the devil for the cheese
And I’ll never sell my soul
And I’ll never go against the street code
That young nigga stuck to the G code
And we still ready for war ’round this bitch
You can see the war cry in them kids
And they stand tall, they face a long bid
Got to put that shit in ’em as a kid
We was taught to get it young, that’s how it is

[Chorus: Marlo]
We ready for war
Them young niggas they feed off that evil
Duckin’ the feds, them people
Servin’ the block with that ether
I’m that nigga, turned that boy into the grim reaper
Took over the city and beasted
They love a nigga, I feed ’em
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real

[Verse 2: SkullE]
Ready for war for real
I know you know niggas not ready for that
My name is SkullE, not talking no hat
I hit from the back while I count up them racks
Ready for war, the pistols coming out
You talking that shit so we aim at your mouth
Woah woah woah woah
The road to riches, you know that we en route
Me and my nigga Marlo like the reaper
These bitches scheming, I know they some creepers
We got ready for war
These niggas hatin’ ’cause we running some more
I want your head baby girl like a board
Four Pockets Full, pouring up fours
Never gave a f**k about a ho
Green light, niggas on go
Yeah I don’t f**k with none of you people
I cut you off when I feed you
Young niggas doin’ that evil
Ayy yo, you know we ready for war
The nigga talkin’ shit and he got smacked
My nigga marlo pulled up with the gat
Aimed the shit a nigga’s hat
Left a nigga looking blue black

[Chorus: Marlo]
We ready for war
Them young niggas they feed off that evil
Duckin’ the feds, them people
Servin’ the block with that ether
I’m that nigga, turned that boy into the grim reaper
Took over the city and beasted
They love a nigga, I feed ’em
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real
We ready for war (ready for war)
We ready for war for real

Ajj – Deep Dark Basement Lyrics

I recall that deep, dark basement
And I recall how bad it smelled
And I hated everybody around me
I even hated myself
Which I still do, on my bad days

You punched my mother in the mouth
We fled to shelter safe and pure
But now I never feel at home
And I will never be secure
Oh, to be secure

And when you pushed my face in shit
How could that have made you feel
Like a man or like a monster
It’s your fault I can’t tell
The difference

Post Animal – Heart Made Of Metal Lyrics

Turn away, away from the day
Look towards the sun, you’ve already won
Lorelei, you don’t have to hide
There’s more to see, it’s your fantasy

Running through life so aimlessly
Closing your eyes to everything inside
I can’t believe how much you’ve changed
Something tells me nothing is the same

Guess she’s got a heart made of metal
Oh, oh-oh no
Tell she’s got a heart made of metal
Lorelei’s got nothing to hide, don’t know why

Guess she’s got a heart made of metal
Oh, oh-oh no
Tell she’s got a heart made of metal
Lorelei’s got nothing to hide

Don’t know why, Lorelei
Lorelei, Don’t know

Nothing that we’ve been through, babe
Has ever been enough
You just pack me up and send me off
Like I have lost my touch
Looking back, I’ve been so foolish
How could I not tell?
I can see you soaring high up in the sky
While I’m stuck in hell
Lorelei you won’t escape my thoughts so presently
It’s a cold…

Lorelei’s been on my mind today
I don’t know what to do, what to say