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ATREYU lyrics - A Death-Grip On Yesterday


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Go Run away In Distress Try To Hide From What's Creeping And Crawling And Stabbing Within Try To Deny The Turmoil Inside If You Fight Yourself Hard Enough You'll Never Win Any Ounce Of Serenity Or A Calm Hope At Best (Or A Calm Hope At Best) Can leave you heaving on the floor Gasping for breath (Are You Gasping For Breath?) To Be Left On The Floor Gasping For Breath! [Chorus:] You're either the person you are Or The Person Your Trying, Trying, Trying, Trying To Be Don't let the outside sway too far From where you want to be And at any cruel moments Of This You Can ruin The Best Where's Your Body is Brutally Pressed Against The Confines Of Your tense Flesh And If You Close Your Eyes Tight Enough Then None Of The Bad Can Get In [x2] And If You Close Your Eyes Tight Enough Then None Of The Light Can Get In (Then None Of The Light Can Get In) Boom You scream as the light hits you It radiates though out your whole soul Boom The pain is clarity It cleanses, and if it still fucking hurts than you still fucking know That You Are Still Alive That You Are Still In Control If you would only take hold Boom The day with both hands A death grip And a good chance to outlive your past You are living free Where You Will Be Free [x2] [Chorus x2]

Once Upon A Time

As darkness settles, I can feel you glow And see the brigthness of your Awesome skin In every move you make I close my eyes Your wave and your smile Just made me believe You light my way, you light my way And you always take my take my breath away My breath away Now I realized That fantasies are true I now believe in fairytale Someone like you really exists I am amazed cos your skin is pale You like a star that blinks at night I would go with you in front Of the... Altar You light my way, you light my way And you always take my breath away, My breath away Now I realized I'm now in fantasy I now believe in fairytale Someone like you really exists I am amazed cos your skin is pale You like a star that blinks at night I do believe in fairytale Someone like you is livin in real world I am amaazed cos your skin is pale You don't deserve that kind of apple I would go with you in front Of the... Altar


AB-SOUL "These Days..."
[Intro - Ab-Soul:] All my life All my life [Bridge - Ab-Soul:] I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was ill I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was I'll be here [Verse - Ab-Soul:] Everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare Cross me like the gold you wear Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air So much smoke that I'm comatose, but I still want mo' TDE generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing Can I proceed? Collect all of my proceeds Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul) Yeah, and I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood I'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major I don't even write rhymes, I really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the Game yall praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me I just kept it real with yall, keeping it real with me [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN:] Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere Trying to stay high, as long as we down here Listen closely, see what we bout here Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears Cause we really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!) [Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:] Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again Fuck the same hoes again, bumpin' "Druggies Wit Hoes Again" with my bros again No, I want the world chico and everything in it Every beverage with Codeine in it How the fuck you say I sold my spirit? I'm still taking blows at the Senate Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna Illuminate Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah, Yahweh Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist Niggass still respect my gangster, celestials respect my space And I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's over stud I was overlooked, I went overboard now I'm overbooked Ab-Soul-Lute just, my life is like an open book Read between the lines nigga I did this shit legally blind nigga Yeah, Soulo ho, Carson arson with Del Amo (Knock Knock!) Tell your folks I said hello, I ain't never scared [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN] [Bridge - Ab-Soul] [Break - Ab-Soul (Interview):] These days, at this point in my life, I kinda really wanna use music to help people get through their days instead of just staying in the dumps, just keep going. Bring light to the situation, maybe, you know, try to find your own personal message in that incident, that experience and try to move forward [Battle Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:] Y'all got me, everything good, y'all can hear me? Before we start, lemme just say this, lemme just say this I'm dating you Day Wait, wait, pause No gay shit What's the difference between a date and a day anyway Day? A date is a day that's marked I'm smart, and just cause I know you love 'em so much I came with name flips for days, tailored just for Day I'm expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds My database said Day the basehead that date a basehead Is he dope? No Who gave Day the base, ball is what we do best Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day The baseball is what we do best Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French I stand behind these bars for the rest of my life I will never see the light of day again Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is green I gotta eat on the go Day I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way Don't go a long way, what? A ho in Chipotle, no This is food for thought, from a dog on top We been nuts There was a fool who thought we was new to this But who knew this would end up, a glow stick and a uterus That's light in a box And that's light, that's light But light like to lick twat a lot so that's right That's what y'all call street? No tales from the Crip this evening, he slip Seems he forgot what the C meant It's your dumbass fault that last part was so concrete But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that bar b, pardon me I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your thoughts before raw backwards And that's cool, but for this round, save the bull before you let the Jordan downs and Jordan down Now, as for the crew Well, uhh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three dalmatians? It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it And I'm a fan first But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn You deserve this disservice I put this man in ERs if he don't got no manners, man word I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do So all them antics and funny shit you do for the cameras don't get aired here They can't see you Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do And you don't appear to be a peer to me, forreal You should kneel to me or somethin' Fuck it, to keep it 100 You're nil to me, that's nothing Heard they been raisin' raisins down on Grape Street, that's crazy right? That's what happens when you expose them grapes to too much daylight So your chances of standin' Much smaller than my plan to defeat you Wait, what, do I gotta put it in photosynthesis or somethin', son? Shed some light on Day? 'Til he's cropped out No not now, I won't need a plant to defeat you The sequel, this movie, won't need to be continued You finally encountered somethin' you can't counter, coward You're counterfeit You ain't gotta be in a Walgreen's pharmacy To see quill drug over the counter After your mother consumed you, you were the fruit of the womb After you were born, I'm sure you wore Fruit of the Loom Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip? Or just another fruit in this room? It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me to assume I should be against the law to run into Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true Today is the day I split Day in two What the fuck has battle rap turned Day into? Are you from Gotham or from Watts?, Are you Batman, Spawn, or Davon? Did you really think "Paul Walker" was a dope song? If so, you were wrong Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G? Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light - through If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through So I should smack this trans' parents for lettin' light through Like, he nerve of this cat Lyin' with a motionless emotion This nigga Day all bitch Somebody get Quill a quilt before Quill get kilt Do Quill got skill at all, homie? It was some Braveheart shit, all I heard was Nas, homie Did you really expect to last, Day? You know Revelations say that we livin' in the last days I mean, I see you skimmed through Genesis and Timothy but did you get to that page? You got Gats? You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon? Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time to see Just how many people would say "Yes" to Day Nobody, fam, nobody, fam That's why I'm ahead to day No, no body fam, that's why I'm a head today No, nobody fam, that's why I'm ahead of Day Somebody check the clock, I think I'm ahead a day Send him to the choppin' block, off with the head of Day It's only right I be blunt to Lyt I only gave Lyt a match to light a blunt I see I should have used the lighter instead Chill Loc, we ain't smokin' no purple We need the fire instead When I think of daylight, I think of shit like Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin' See where I'm goin'? That means you better break fast, or I'll have your family mournin'' When that bird sings, kid, I ain't playin' and you know it But you know what? (Hold on, hold on, let me get you right, we have this shit) Take this 500 before you clap this shit up Say this, let me say this, let me just say this These flashin' lights got Lyt flashin', nigga, for the glory You're Buzz Lightyears from here, Quill, and you tellin' toy stories You boys bore me, that's why I'm hoggin' all lanes All your bars Häagen-Dazs, that's on everything Day a dairy queen, Deluxe, Blessed king Dearly beloved, all first verse, all first verse You know I brought a hearst for the sausage you brought worst Dearly beloved, here lies this little light of mine that tried To let it shine And I hate that we have to Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried To let it shine But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt You get it, Lyt? That's how you ILL-u-min-ate, and finish Lyt, good night (Hold on, hold on, hold on, let me get you right You got that for me?) Brought you some complimentary TDE ski masks [Battle Verse 2 - Daylyt:] Question, you know how many copies The Matrix sold? It don't matter, The Matrix's old I double cats, I ask 'em if they seen the glitch No, no, no Face it, I got it covered Prevail, they say the sail was a thread to Hell The gravitational stitch cause some niggas seem down They come up with this perfectly clean round But I hope you not doin' this cause of fear Of the pen, I'ma prove you pussy within But I guess it's up to you to risk your career I retire niggas, I'm the [?], I could OD too And even the odds some He thought he could least get a baby victory But all he got was "Nah, son" Check this out, he not ready Either you fight back or I ether you Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable Soon as I took a peek at you, you looked shocked Peep at you, put everything at stake Well done, this is beef, right? Jesus, holy cow, cut the bull, soul before you get meatsliced I'm from the third, I gotta try you Guy you play Ryu, lose a Ken in street fight [?] You still couldn't see Lyt Division, I got it covered, I'm so eye lit Pilot, fly, I be the goblin We battle for a stack, in fact they had to get a cataract cause I be the problem But it's useless, use less filler Excuse this, excuses, but, but, but These asscheek niggas dead You said you would fry Day previously But that's what the last week nigga said But, but, but, keep cool Joe cause a dog crazy Get down, we turn niggas vegetable if they don't let us up He know the heat blowers like Daffy at the casino, nigga you better duck But I tell them tails we never tuck We gon' line that ass up I from the Watts block for decision My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out We played hopscotch for a livin' But that's def, that's just plain old def It's funny how we're all in here but bro don't listen Have a seat, picture this, picture this photo This a Soulo [?], hold up Is it because he 'bout to get smoked? Common roll the physics, so exquisite, thought I was in here dolo No bro, somebody tell Soulo this not a solo mission The deal closed, SoHo is it Thought you could fuck with Me Gal? I gotta Cotto split him Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say "Fuck Dorothy dog" I'm toto dissin' But at this moment, everybody in the room should be scared as Hell As I release bars, they better bail Objects that I process is parallel Let's get this aligned Minus sinus, the stuffy nose flew overhead, it's cold Redemption, stay still, as I apply Dayquil Cause you look like you need medical attention, don't mind me See where mind be is a mine, explosive Interior is inferior, this is a hobby probably Y'all see I got the drop on everybody That's why I reign superior Whether you like or not, it's Hell for you, ice plate These blister niggas still can't overshadow a nice Day, remember You did say you would fry Day But you don't realize you're on the weak end to the streets Preacher for they peeps, you asshole You in the motion to grab toes, you're reachin' for defeat I tell 'em I got the foreign Cut the sheep, it's all for the woolish Game, I play is death, get sword for the hoodish Actin', it's Tinactin, it's all for the footage I'm dope, I'm practical, crack to you I need a lot of space, the galactic crew, the actors knew You feel it it's Felix, see what the old cat could do But you got the roots stirred up Gelatin dropped and slide, this game is stormchasin' Based on whether you got the drive Win rounds, destroy their whole city Will they get toured? Nay, do you realize I still got a break, brother When I quake in action, think of Blake and Jackson Take cover That's Lyt work, Soul Cut your lights switch, see how the Lyt works, Soul I cut the light switch off and your light switch off, Soul Somebody get this nigga help I mean, like, Soul, assist him Get him help, I'm sendin' this nigga out the Solar System I mean it's simple, Aretha Franklin, you a soul sister (That's enough, man Imma have to throw one of these masks on, man Should I finish him off? Use the mask, Day I ain't done) And I told you once, I gotta give 'em the quill And I gotta give 'em the skill I be on the tip like I tried to give 'em the bill New approach, Bull coach, I tried to give 'em the Phil For Watts, starvin', gotta get us a meal Bein' modest, this is modern astrology for the real You can't back up defeat but I try to get up the hill Cold, rack up the heat but I'm tired of niggas that grill Chicago in my blood, but I used to be the shyest Cat form, but now I'm back searchin' for the highest Platform, see where I come from, it was sirens Blackboards, eyelids see the violence, what is that for? 44 shoot, they screamin', "Who's that guy?" Jesus, his face, they screamin', "Who's that god?" We be on the top, careers gettin' too high They knew I would get a million dollars, what I do buy That pink kid in the cup, that Majin Buu fly Tragic, twin maggots, I grew up too fly They askin, "Who I?" in front of that triangle black That's that guy that come with the side kangol hat We take it back from slangin' packs to the stars mission Older now, I'm in the Rover but it's not a Mars mission Settle down, one child, marry, feel like I'm Marge pimpin' Bitches wanna eat my shorts, feel like I'm Bart Simpson I feel this a full moon, chocolate, dreams puddin' They be likin' everything I do, they're teen wolfin' But you got it, you got it bad 2Pac, [?] Two watches, that's pocket change Dude coppin' that clock exchange Credit good, I'ma pull the card out Better be hyesterectomy, show 'em how to ball out Cough, they can show that they're stomach so they fall out Whip, double roof, dog barkin' in the dog house And I gotta give 'em the Lyt My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight Ain't no equal piece of puzzle, hope God'll give us the mic Ain't no sequel to this puzzle, I gotta give us the life Wow, they say the Bugatti went up in price Wow, that's a million I'm done [Outro:] Ces jours-ci, je suis très concentré


ATMOSPHERE "To All My Friends, Blood Makes The Blade Holy - The Atmosphere EP's"
[Slug] You motherfuckers ain't on my shelf I should jump back and try to french kiss myself The boy fell in the well and lived to tell Put my voice in the mix, make the winter melt I'm the best thing since a fresh loaf of sliced bread Sitting on the bed between a pair of nice legs I'm sex, white flag, ice bag, wipe rag I'm twice the mess but a fraction of the price tag Back stage in a rat cage But when I bend these bars, everybody get to gas face They said it was dead, in that case I'ma get revenge, I'ma make rap pay Now run and tell the sun I'm turning up the light I might arrive on the plane, train, bus or bike You can fuss and fight, but it's just despite Cause it functions right when I cup this mic No feedback, ease back, let the beat crack But Uncle Sam said he wanna see tax Make the beeswax, no relax Run around the map and leave tracks You can call me Sean like nothing's wrong I'm the early dawn, I'm the dirty bum My thoughts get drawn on a JumboTron If your jaw don't drop you can hum along, come on! [Chorus: 2X] Shotgun, the raw one We the hot sauce on y'alls tongue We don't stop till it's all done So turn it up till the cops come [Slug] You get lost in how awesome I is You watching like you bought stock in my biz You caught that sickness sitting on shit You'd be better off frying up some littler fish I'm a big catch, whoo! Sweet Jesus Walk on the trash, keep clean as a fetus Rip the beef into child size pieces You talk cheap, now you need to get your teeth fixed I don't recognize you or your toy crew Go ahead, step aside now, let my noise through Grew and spread like Kudzu Didn't need a gun to put a +Slug+ in your guts Move over chauffeur, I roll the coaster I got older and badder and bolder Who's the host with the monster? Birds fly to Minnesota just to land on my shoulders No pressure, it don't get desperate No special effects, just sweat and spit So fresh, still make it seem effortless Breath smell like breast milk and peppermint Got put on a permanent good foot Huh, got more flavor than a cookbook So take a look at what you couldn't have took If I forgot anything, we'll just put it on the hook, c'mon [Chorus: 2X] [Slug] You ain't gon' be shit I'm the best kept secret Anyone can see it If I say it loud enough, maybe you'll believe it [Chorus]

Voodoo Man

JAY ELECTRONICA "Act I: The Eternal Sunshine (The Pledge)"
Voodooman, chickenbone chickenbone I can make a thunderstorm from a light rain My ears start ringing, My nose get bloody I feel a lil' bit of pressure on my right brain Intermission transmission Put me in submission Glistening trapped in the light prison whistling The christ told me come closer to the light man I went blind woke up in front of a mic stand Voodoo man, tap dancing in the French Quarter Walking on water with a scroll in my hand The bluerprints for disc shaped like a vessel That was chiseled out of metal Off the coast of Japan Fasting on the top of a mountain I went to postland Saw a shiny object floating out of the ocean I'm sort of like a postman You can get the message if you want to understand From the rap of the man Voodoman, civilised and savage Criticize the parish Spreading false doctrine Terrorise the cleric For carrying on nonsense Specialised lies to paralyse the conscience Voodoman Chit chatter Abracadabra Spitting out matter While I'm shitting out data Mmm, chew em up shitting out rappers Sipping Pelegrino while I'm giving out matches Set yourself on fire Let the wisdom of Elijah Purify ya take a nigga higher Sold your soul to the highest buyer Now you're on a wire Talking about 2-foot tires And you sell crack Clapping at cats with macs But you a liar Pants on fire Same old rugged cross Different crucified messiah

Survival Tactics

JOEY BADA$$ "1999"
[Intro:] It's either, them or you It's sort of like, survival you know. Survival of the fittest you know You do what you do to stay alive [Verse 1: Joey BADA$$] Niggas don't want war I'm a martian with an army of spartans Sparring with a knife in a missile fight Get your intel writing intelligence is irrelevant But it's definite I spit more than speech impediments Brooklyns the residence, the best and it's evident We got them niggas P-E-Nuts, like they elephants Throw 'em in a trunk if they hate though We don't give a fuck as long as we collect our pay so, Ya'll collect pesos, ya money ain't right here I got them girls next to the wall like they lightyear, I'm right chea Tryna get a buzz, tryna pollinate STEEZ got that presidential shit out to inaugurate My P.E conglomerates bout to P-E-E on any wanna B-E, weak MC Here I'm out to leave 'em empty congratulate the semi-auto Fire flame spitter like komodo No time for fake people, they be simmin' like Kimora I'm the empor-ah in search of the adora, my heart go: {Ba boom Ba boom Ba boom boom Ba boom} Hispanic like Dora when shots blast See I was raised that way, I'm from the place where they raise that K Like every day in every way and every where you go, just ain't safe The only thing that I can say, to you is pray Cause when niggas start equipin' And throw the clip in Your blood drippin' And got you slippin' Under the victim, don't know what's hit them Through his spinal, just another man who defeated by survival That's your biggest rival, in your whole life These bars you can't handle you better hold tight They sayin' I'm the best, I'm like you're so right Still ain't got enough shine to last the whole night, nigga [Interlude:] Yo, fuck the police nigga Fuck every ass corrupt politician on Wall Street P.E, Public Enemy, Assassinator, bitch Fuck that, fuck everything son Fuck government, Fuck, listenin' and shit You want fuckin' energy? Dickheads [Verse 2: Capital STEEZ] There's like 6 milli ways to die my nigga choose one Doomsday comin' start investin' in a few guns New gats, booby traps, and bazooka straps Better play your cards right, no booster packs Everybody claim they use to rap But these ain't even punchlines no more, I'm abusing tracks Leaving instrumentals blue and black I'm in Marty McFly mode, so tell em' that the future's back Riding on hoverboards Wiping out motherboards Started spitting fire cause my motherfuckin lung is scorched King Arthur when he swung his sword A king author I ain't even use a pen in like a month or four I had a hard time writing lyrics Now I'm way over heads, science fiction You can try and get it, my man the flyest with it With a mind of finest interests for your finest interests They say hard work pays off, well tell the Based God don't quit his day job Cause P.E's about to take off, with protons and electrons homie that's an A-bomb Fuckin' ridiculous, finger to the president screamin' "fuck censorship! " If Obama got that president election then them P.E boys bout to make an intervention Fuck what I once said, I want the blood shed Cause now-a-days for respect you gotta pump lead I guess Columbine was listenin' to Chaka Khan and pokemon wasn't gettin' recognized at Comic-Con It's like we've been content with losin' And half our students fallen victim to the institution Jobs are scarce since the Scientific Revolution And little kids are shootin Uzi's cause it's given to 'em Little weapon, code name: Smith and Wesson And you'll be quick to catch a bullet like an interception If your man try and disrespect it, send a message and it's over in a mili second Nigga

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