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27
Mar

(Vídeo + Letra) Fugees - How Many Mics

Fugees - How Many Mics

How Many Mic´s Do We Rip on the Daily
Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

[LAURYN:]
I get mad frustrated when I rhyme
Thinking of all the kids who try to do this
For all the wrong reasons
Seasons change, mad things rearrange
But it all stays the same like the love Doctor Strange
I´m tame like the rapper,
Get red like a snapper when they do that
Got your whole block saying”TRUE DAT”
If only they knew that,
It was you who was irregular,
Sold your soul for some secular
Muzak that´s wack,
Plus you use that loop over and over
Claiming that you got a new style
Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile
Your puerile,
Brain waves are sterile
You can´t create, you just wait to take, my tape´s
Laced with malice
Hands get calloused
From grippin´ microphones from here to Dallas
Go ask Alice if you don´t believe me,
I get Inner Visions like Stevie
See me, ascend from the chalice like the weed be
Indeed be like Khalil Muhammad
MC´s make me vomit
I get controversial
Freak your style with no rehearsal
Ooo, contraire mon frere
Don´t you even go there
Me without a mic is like a beat without a snare
I dare to tear into your ego,
We go, way back like some ganja and pelequo
Or Coleco-Vision
My mind makes incisions in your anatomy
And I´ll back this with Deuteronomy
Or Leviticus, God made this word
You can´t get with this
Sweet like licorice,
Dangerous like syphillis, yeah.

[CHORUS (REPEAT 4X):]
How Many Mic´s Do We Rip on the Daily
Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

[CLEF:]
I used to be underrated
Now I take iron, makes my s*** constipated
I´m more concentrated.
So on my day off,
With David Sonnenberg I play golf
Run through Crown Heights screaming out Mazel Tov
Problem with no man
Before black, I´m first human
Appetite to write like Frederick Douglass with a slave hand
Street pressure word to poppa, I ain´t goin´ under
One day I´ll have a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla
Momma always told me “You´re one in a million”
Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a record deal, “How does it feel?”
I´m never gonna survive unless I get crazy like Seal.
Cause the whole world´s out of order
So at night the fiend´s dance on Grease with John Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood from his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guiness Stout
Brother brother can´t you get this through your head
It´s a set up by the fed´s they´re scoping us with their Infra-reds.

[CHORUS (REPEAT 3X):]
How Many Mic´s Do We Rip on the Daily
Say Me Say Many Moni Say me say manymanymany

[PRAZ:]
Too many MC´s not enough Mic´s
Exit your show like I exit the turnpike
Dice and dynamite like Dolomite
Double deuce delight, I don´t Dick Van Dyke
Startlight to starbrite the freaks come out at night
Like my man Wyclef (I wear my sunglasses at night)
And my panache will mosh your entourage
Squash your squad and hide your body under my garage.
And when the cops come lookin´
I´ll be bookin´ to Brooklyn
Leave the trails broken flippin´ tokens to Hoboken
A clean getaway like Alec Baldwin
Drivin´ in my fast car playin´ Tracy Chapman

[CHORUS (Repeat to end):]
How Many Mic´s Do We Rip on the Daily
Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

22
Dez

(Vídeo + Letra) Jamiroquai - Space Cowboy

Everything is good and brown
Oh I’m here again
With a sunshine smile upon my face
My friends are close at hand
And all my inhibitions
Have disappeared without a trace
I’m glad, oh I found
Somebody who I can rely on

This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Maybe I’ll have to get high to get by, hey
I got that Cheeba-Cheeba vibe

Everything is good oh and green
Say I’m red again
And I don’t suppose I’m comin’ down
I can see clearly, so high in sky
A man with psychedelic picture frames
Of happiness to shade his eyes
He’s glad, oh that he found, ooh
Somebody who he can rely on

This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Hey now, maybe I’ll have to get high just to get by, hey
Maybe I’m gonna have to get high
Hey maybe I’m gonna have to get so high, hey
So high yeah, so high yeah, you and I
Hey

Now this is the return of the space cowboy
Oh inter-planetary good vibe zone

Gettin’ high, oh gettin’ high
Oh this is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone

This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Hey now we’ll go deeper, oh now we’ll go deeper
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
Now we’ll go deeper yeah

04
Dez

(Vídeo + Letra) Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Easily

Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Easily

Easily let’s get carried away
Easily let’s get married today
Shao Lin shouted a rose
From his troat
Everything must go
A lickin’ stick is thicker
When you break it to show
Everything must go

The story of a women on the morning of a war
Remind me if you would exactly what we’re fighting for

Calling calling for something in the air
Calling calling I know you must be there

Easily let’s get caught in a wave
Easily we won’t get caught in a cave
Shao Lin’s shakin’ for the sake
Of his soul-Everything must go
Lookin’ mighty tired of
All the thing that you own
Everything must go

I can’t tell you who to idolize
You think it’s almost over
But it’s only on the rise
Calling calling
For something in the air
Calling calling I know you must be there

The story of a women on the morning of a war
Remind me if you will exactly what we’re fighting for

Throw me to the wolves because
Because there’s order in the pack
Throw me to the sky
Because I know I’m coming back

Shao Lin’s shakin’ for the sake
Of his soul-Everything must go
Lookin’ mighty tired of
All the thing that you own
Everything must go

The story of a women on the morning of a war
Remind me if you will exactly what we’re fighting for

Calling calling for something in the air
Calling calling I know you must be there

I don’t want to be your little research monkey boy
The creature that I am is only going to destroy

Throw me to the wolves
Because there’s order in the pack
Throw me to the sky
Because I know I’m coming back

13
Nov

(Vídeo + Letra) Nirvana - The Man Who Sold The World

Nirvana - The Man Who Sold The World

We passed upon the stair, we spoke in was and when
Although I wasn’t there, he said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise, I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched a foreign land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare, we walked a million hills
I must have died alone, a long long time ago

Who knows? Not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

(musica original de David Bowie)

26
Out

(Vídeo + Letra) Sublime - Ebin

Sublime - Ebin

“You could hear the fuckin’ fleas crawlin’ on my nuts”

Out my window cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin’s changed

Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
Now he’s down with the PLO
He’s cold kickin it live with the KKK
No xxx, No JFA

Cooly was sportin’ black denim shoes
Dealing he was looking for something to use
With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
Well, it could be me or it could be you
Oh feels like my whole life is rearranged

Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you…
Oh how you changed
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed

I give you a hard time, didn’t want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It’s plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah

Hooked on crack just the other day
Now he’s down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
Making hits and assasination he’s long gone

He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and makes lots o’ money
Come back a God and drive a big white car
And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
Well it feels like I’m the only one to blame

Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you
Oh you changed,
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed

I give you a hard time, didn’t want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It’s plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah

Out my window cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin’s changed




 

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