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Ascoltare Vioara electrica Cantini VRT 4 / 5 - Cantini electric violin VRT 4 / 5


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She's A Ho (Mr. Vegas)

Verse 1:
Well if a galatek two man inna one night
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel
We know she's a hoe
If she a one night stand tek everybody man
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know

Chorus:
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Caan hide again cause everybody know
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
All a di youth inna di street know

Verse 2:
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy

Chorus

Verse 3:
Whey she do
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell
Run through the mob dem and di cartel
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel
How much man drown inna di well

Verse 4:
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband
Then we know she's a hoe
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man
Then di whola wi know she's a hoe
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk
Then we know she's a hoe
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach
An now di man naah mine di gut

Chorus

Angel Dream (No. 4) (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

I dreamed you, I saw your face
Caught my lifeline when drifting through space
I saw an angel, I saw my fate
I can only thank God it was not too late

Over mountains I floated away
Across an ocean I dreamed her name
I followed an angel down through the gates
I can only thank God it was not too late

Sing a little song of loneliness
Sing one to make me smile
Another round for everyone
I'm here for a little while

Now I'm walking this street on my own
But she's with me everywhere I go
Yeah I found an angel, I found my place
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late

The Dark (Anouk)


I'm walking in the park
And I'm talking to the dark
But there ain't nobody listening no
My heart has turned to stone
When I found myself alone
Now all I do is whisper to the dark

Yeah
yeah

There's only so much you can take
You've gotta to give yourself a break
But I don't think you're listening no no no no
If you're gonna take it all so hard
You gonna tear yourself apart
I can understand you miss him in the dark

oh oh oh
Yeah, teach your heart how to sing get the courage again now
Yeah, take the 10:50pm train to the city
Yeah, I had a chance for romance so I do it again now

If love is no longer being served
You've got to leave the table
Mister aznavour told me, merci beaucoup
Though I miss him, got to let go
Though I miss him, got to let go
Let it go

It's about that time to leave it all behind you
You don't want to but life is passing by you
The hard knocks, got you twisted like dreadlocks
Catalogue your dark and set some new marks
I understand your body's filled with hesitation
Trust me it's gonna be a whole new situation
Turn this page I guess you know what to do
Rise up like phoenix I'm bringing out the beauty in you

Yeah, teach your heart how to sing get the courage again now
Yeah, take the 10:50pm train to the city
Yeah, I had a chance for romance so I do it again now

oh no no no
come on come on come on
(x 4)

oh yeah oh yeah

Play The Greed (Dar Williams)

I finally learned that the market's righteous holler
Comes from a pale face on a paper dollar
And I betcha got few bucks in your hemp wallet
So throw a tiny wrench in the fiber optic wires
Morals are cheap and you can be the buyers
We can let 'em poison and perish foreign lands
Or we can play the greed right into our hands

Everybody says it can't happen here
Everybody says it can't happen here
Things'll turn around just as sure as they said it
Hell, things change and they all take credit

So ask why there's only forty songs on a station
And ask your cafe about their coffee's plantation
And why is it Arizona hasn't gone solar?
And tell your print shop that hemp grows faster
And it doesn't mean a back room clear cut disaster
The market doesn't care but it wants to understand
And you can play the greed right into your hands

Smiling man says it can't happen here
Channel 4 says it can't happen here
Things'll turn around just as sure as they said it
Hell, the change comes and they all take credit

So roll up your pennies and do your battle
The chairman will start quoting Chief Seattle and
Put little tree frogs on their letterhead
'Cause the market resists and the market absorbs
With a five-pointed leaf on the cover of Forbes
The very same people turned valleys to dams
These are the ones that drain prairies to sand
And they'd just as soon you didn't know this land is your land
But we can play the world back into our hands

Malcom's gonna say it can't happen here
Rupert's gonna say it can't happen here
Things'll turn around just as sure as they said it
Hell, things change and they'll always take the credit

Hell the change comes
Let's let 'em take the credit...

Joe's Garage (Frank Zappa)

Central Scrutinizer:
We take you now to a garage in Canoga Park

Larry:
(It makes its own sauce . . . if you add water)

Joe:
It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the Dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said
"Fender Champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a Stratocaster with a whammy bar

Larry:
We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin'
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like . . .

Hey!
Down in Joe's Garage
We didn't have no dope or LSD
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin' over 'n over
Became a symphony
We could play it again 'n again 'n again
Cause it sounded good to me
ONE MORE TIME!

We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin',
"TURN IT DOWN!"
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone

We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin' the band together
'N we figured that we should
'Cause about this time we was gettin' the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They'd all come over 'n dance around like . . .

So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
'N we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits
'N Beatle Boots
'N a sign on the back of the car
'N we was ready to work in a GO-GO Bar
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
LET'S SEE IF YOU'VE GOT SOME MORE!

People seemed to like our song
They got up 'n danced 'n made a lotta noise
An' it wasn't 'fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name
Said we oughta take his pen
'N sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These "good times" would be somethin'
That was really happenin'
So the band broke up
An' it looks like
We will never play again . . .

Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Turn it down!
Turn it DOWN!
I have children sleeping here . . .
Don't you boys know any nice songs?

Joe:
Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy Metal 'n Glitter Rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin' high
'N then they got that Disco thing
'N New Wave came along
'N all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in "Joe's Garage"
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin' to the . . .

Central Scrutinizer:
The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only. If you gotta load or unload, go to the WHITE ZONE . . .

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm calling THE POLICE!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I did it!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
They'll be here . . . shortly!

Joe:
By, by, the years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm not joking around anymore!

Officer Butzis:
Come out!
We have the garage surrounded

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
Or hurt you, neither

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
You'll see now!
There they are, they're coming!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Listen to that mess, would you!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We have the garage surrounded

Mrs. Borg:
Every day this goes on around here!

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
We will not harm you
Or maim you
(SWAT Team 4, move in!)

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
He used to cut my grass . . .
He was a very nice boy . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Come out with your hands up

Central Scrutinizer:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . .
That was Joe's first confrontation with The Law.
Naturally, we were easy on him.
One of our friendly counselors gave him
A do-nut . . . and told him to
Stick closer to church-oriented social activities.

Driving (PJ Harvey)

Tell him I'm driving, it's alright
Turning on this wheel
Turning on headlights
A hundred different bibles by my side
In my white gown I go flying down
Oh my eyes, it cannot be
He said no, it cannot be
All that time, it cannot be
Easy said, it cannot be

The ghosts fly their asses off tonight
I'm just driving till it dies
Tell him I'm driving, it's alright
You tell him that I had a skin-full
You tell him that I couldn't sit still
Imagine your whole self is filled with light
Your voice ringing out
Through the whole ** town
Oh my eyes it cannot be
He said no, it cannot be
All that time, it cannot be
Oh my eyes, it cannot be

You tell him I'm driving
You tell him I'm driving...

Goodnight (PJ Harvey)

Here I am
Prarieland
Got it all, got gun in hand
Here I sleep
Dungarees
That all my husband put on me

We have the stars
We have the trees
We have everything we need to feed

I'll make babes, you'll make chairs
We'll sell them at the country fair
We'll walk on, we'll walk tall
We'll dance once a week [at] the union hall

We'll have the stars
We'll have the trees
We'll have everything we need to feed

Here I am
Prarieland
I got it all, got gun in hand
I'll sweep the porch
I dust his room
We'll sleep together on our chair at noon

We have the stars
We have the trees
We have everything we need to feed

We have the stars
We have the trees
We have everything we need to feed

Hook in Mouth (Megadeth)

A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes.
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies.
A little man with a big eraser, changing history
Procedures that he's programmed to, all he hears and sees.

Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue.
Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you.

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come.
I believe my kingdom will come.

Chorus
F is for fighting, R is for red,
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed.
E, we elect them, E, we eject them,
In the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
D, for your dying, O, your overture,
M, they will cover your grave with manure.
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

F is for fighting, R is for red,
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed.
E, we elect them, E, we eject them,
In the land of the free and the home of the brave.
D, for your dying, O, your overture,
M is for money and you know what that cures.
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

Put your hand right up my shirt,
Pull the strings that make me work,
Jaws will part, words fall out,
like a fish with hook in mouth.

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

I'm not a fish
I'm a man

Droppin' Science (Marley Marl)




featuring Craig G

(Get) (Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)

[VERSE 1]
When I get stupid to the point that I'm mentally mad
My rhymes start to flow so I simply must brag
About my style that makes you vibrant I keep drivin
Until the song turns me to a hip hop giant
Me and Marley Marl we're goin one on one
For any sucker rapper that chooses to come
And for me Craig G a/k/a The Kingpin
I drop science, can't you tell how I'm singing?
They hate how I tie my mic cord to a whip
Suckers just have to flip cause I'm so hip
Craig G and Marley Marl, we form the ultimate alliance
No sucker can deal when I'm droppin science

(Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)

I'm droppin science

[VERSE 2]
Rappers: Ask yourself the same question
Why am I best in this profession?
Is it because you're scared to step to me, yo
Or the things Marley does in the studio?
I drop science as if I was Butterfingers
And I know there's not another singer
In this lifetime to kick the right rhyme
Cause there's not another rhyme quite like mine
And when it comes to havin showmanship
I really don't care who you go and get
Cause rappers hate me, I'm so defiant
And I can get stupid just by droppin science

(Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)

I'm droppin science

[VERSE 3]
Livin larger than life, and what this means is
We'll be the dopest duo comin outta Queensbridge
Now crews hate us cause we're extraordinaire
For you to beat us? Hm, I think that's sort of rare
These rhymes are dope, that's how I transmit
And sized perfectly, so that they can fit
You're steppin to us? You need traction
Or you'll be another sucker missin in action
You hate to hear it? You'll learn to love it
My smokin rhymes, you always think of it
I eat MC's up like a pack of hungry lions
So step out my way, I'm droppin science

(Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)

I'm droppin science

[VERSE 4]
The Vernon Posse along with me Craig G
Is gonna rock it till the crowd begs me
To kick the next verse, your context's worse
Like all the others, that's why I get respect first
And believe me, I'm never on on others
Cause as a member of Cold Chillin'/Warner Brothers
I do swear to uphold this
Title of rap to be the boldest
Among so many MC's
Yo Marley, yo we outta here?
(Yo money, let's breeze)
Alright

I'm droppin science

Time To Pay (Marc Nelson)




Intro

She left me now beg please for my heart
She's wants to come back to me
Now he's gone
you're alone
Time to pay 'cause you did me wrong

I was sittin' at a bar thinking
trying to catch myself
call me trippin'
she's loving somebody else
but I'm too cool
To let it get me down
'cause I knew one day
girl that you'll be back around

Chorus

I was wokrin' at a 9 to 5
While he was living large
I was bring the food to your home
He was giving fancy cars
Now he's telling you, you have to leave
sounds like the same thing you said to me
I'm not the only fool baby

Tell me why you're at my door
Why could you not sec before
tell me what it is he said
To make you come back to my bed
Now tell me what
No tell me girl
tell me why you're in my world
got togo, connot stay
don't you know it's too late

-Chorus-

Bridge

I know yo've been through many changes
and i can tell you've never loved someone before
but baby girl, I just can't take it
I want you back
but i've got to say it's over


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