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Carl Orff lyrics

Fortune Plango Vulnera

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Fortune plango vulnera stillantibus ocellis quod sua michi munera subtrahit rebellis. Verum est, quod legitur, fronte capillata, sed plerumque sequitur Occasio calvata. In Fortune solio sederam elatus, prosperitatis vario flore coronatus; quicquid enim florui felix et beatus, nunc a summo corrui gloria privatus. Fortune rota volvitur: descendo minoratus; alter in altum tollitur; nimis exaltatus rex sedet in vertice caveat ruinam! nam sub axe legimus Hecubam reginam.

O Fortuna

Therion
O Fortuna, velut luna statu variabilis, semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem, egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem. Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis, obumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris; nuc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris. Sors salutis et vitutis michi nunc contraria, est affectus et defectus semper in angaria. Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite; quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!

Old School Flow

JUSTIN BIEBER
Let me start off with the old school flow [x2] Snap back, backpack, rat-a-tat, go Swagger at the knapsack, who know I could rap that? Tell me where the cash at I'll tell you where the smash at Number one hits I got number one flicks and the number one kicks and number one chicks Fast like Gordan and my jams like Jordan and my Tims like Hortons and my jets all aboard in and my wheels are like a fortune and it feels like extortion Is it for the fame or for the fortune? Like this, mic this so I can re-sight this People in their basements say that I didn't write this People say I'm white so I couldn't do it like this Checks like Nike let me give you a good night kiss Well I'm a little bit sick of it, listening to bickering like picking on a little kid like taking all his licorice I hate it when they littering I hate to be illiterate I literally am doing deeds, riddling Cheese like Gouda and my soul like Buddha and Imma go right threw ya and I'm so much cooler and I don't need Luda to know that I'm the ruler and I'm so much cooler you should call me Ferris Bueller.

Iluso

RICARDO ARJONA "Adentro"
Era un jueves gris, llovía Pídeme un remis, decía En el lobby de un hotel, barato Viene de rentar su piel,un rato. Con la algarabía de deber, cumplido Acrobacias del placer, fingido Un orgasmo de alquiler, con ruidos Pone boca en su carmín, escaso Arañando el adoquin, sus pasos ¿quién tiene algo para la nariz? pregunta ¿podría ser de utilidad mi pañuelo? Disfracé de ingenuidad mi anzuelo Algo para no dormir, idiota Si me das podrias pedir, mi ropa Dónde encuentro nieve pa'l desvelo ahora Creo que 100 podria ajustar, te animas Mi depa esta al cruzar, la esquina Estoy solo como tú, fulana Te invito a estrenar la luz, mañana No te quiero pa' desarreglar, la cama No es lo que haces con tu boca mi muñeca rota lo que solicito. Te puedes dejar la ropa mi muñeca rota, no la necesito. No es mojar la calentura, hurgar en tu cintura, lo que ando buscando Es un poco de ternura para ver si cura lo que estoy pasando. Dijo ¡si! sin sonreir... camina ¿dime si el sexo sin placer, te enciende? Solo si el cliente es mujer, ¿me entiendes? Disimulando argumente está claro No te creas que me parece raro. Cada quien su gusto y su pasion, le dije ¿te podría sujetar la mano? Dame 100 para empezar, y hablamos Los busqué en mi pantalón, y nada Fui debajo del colchón, y estaban. Se los di como quien compra un par de alas No es lo que haces con tu boca mi muñeca rota lo que solicito Te puedes dejar la ropa mi muñeca rota, no la necesito No es mojar la calentura, hurgar en tu cintura, lo que ando buscando Es un poco de ternura para ver si cura lo q estoy pasando. Miro el buró y sin sonreir...momento Si es tu ex la del buró no hay trato Con su mano señalo el retrato ¿la conoces pregunte?, confuso Fue por mi quien te dejó, iluso!

Fame

2PAC "Better Dayz"
And my niggas say We want the FAME C'mon c'mon [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame [Verse 1: Tupac] Though we exist and breathe Some believe currency comes to g's Stresses half the ghetto With success comes greed [echo] They got me hot When they shot me Plotted My revenge To increase my ends Enemies gettin dropped Win or lose Red or blue We must all stay true Play the game nigga Never let the game play you And for the fame [echo] Niggas change fast [echo] That's a shame [echo] What's the game Lost souls Who controls our brain Who can I blame [echo] The world seems strange at times Somewhat insane [echo] I'm hoping we can change with time I'm living blinded [echo] Searching for a curse I know death follows me But I murder him first And worse yet With each breathe Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish Cigar ashes Coaster Crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a ski mask I'm the first one to warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not for me Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) Be rocking beats Fake in fame [Verse 2:] Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed to envy Smoke and blow out they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days Cocking my heat Shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full of common blunts Unconditionally married To my gun Fulfillin' my destiny On knees And ones desires Be pulling all my cabbage Like priors Stuck in the trance Searching for something higher Fortune and fame [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame (FAME) The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame [Verse 3:] Searching for fortune and fame Lost in the rain A lose of the game With life the cost of the game We forcing the change Mother fuck flossing the chain [echo] All the blame Belongs to the part of the brain [echo] That we never use nigga Plus my heart is in pain [echo] And if I ever lose homey Bet I'm at it again [echo] Outlaws don't die So united we stand [echo] And if family 'come a foe All the fortune and fame [echo] [Verse 4: Napoleon] As I walk up in the crib Laid to rest me head Say some rhymes to angels Hope they bless my bed Hope they bless me the righteous way Got a homie locked down Outta town I sent him a kite today Man that hate in your heart Your gotta cleanse it dog Praying for my downfall And I can sense it dog I was passed down the street fame Like glocks clocked And keep aim Was raised up with a clock box And I ran with the local street gang They say the light is faded But still shine in the dark You can easy been a man But you is a boy in your heart And that's some game that I got From generation of game In the road of life dog We need to switch up lanes Think about it [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame (FAME) The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame [Verse 5:] I can't complain I've seen my fair share of the fame It wont change me Now I've got this piece of change I feel strange I got so use to the hood That when I finally got out At first it ain't feel good I was just a baby Still retarded from slavery When we struggle to shovel shit Ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I made myself Poverty raised me Thinking ain't no help I pray for my health My mind And my family too State of myself My grind And my family crew Where one hand watches the other No we ain't blood But we still real brothers The struggle is real Nothing can steal What we build And that remains the same 'Till that day we killed And that's real Life that I was aimed to be Love by my family tree That's fame to me How about it [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame

Wheel Of Fortune

JOHN CAFFERTY & THE BEAVER BROWN BAND "Roadhouse"
Well I got me a job in this little smokestack town And everyday I'm out workin on the line And I wear the scars on my arms of a man of steel Seems I've spent my whole life feein' a little sick and tired And every now and then I wonder Was it really worth all the struggle and the pain But then I look into the eyes of this little family of mine And I know I'll get up in the morning and go out and do it all again But then I hear a sound crash like thunder It's just me fallin' down hard like the rain Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again Well I got me a job in this little haystack town And everyday I'm out working till the sun goes down And just like my daddy and his daddy before him I mixed my blood with the soil of this sacred ground And every now and then I wonder Was there something I missed somewhere out there Beyond the edge of these clouds But then I feel a sense of pride and a sense of home and place From a hundred years of being firmly planted on this ground But then I hear a sound crash like thunder It's just me fallin' down hard like the rain Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again Me I roam from town to town And I'm seeing good folks goin down All across this land There's a promise being broken... a dream being sold And you can feel it in your heart when the truth is told So... So how did we get fooled again How did we get fooled again now Well I got me a job in this little oil well town And everyday I'm out workin in the fields And my hands are stained with this black southern gold My mind is numb from the sound of this drivin wheel Every now and then I wonder What could have been... What might have been If I'd taken a few steps further from my home When I take a look around I can see I ain't got much But what I got I can surely call my own But then I hear a sound crash like thunder It's just me fallin' down hard like the rain Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again Looks like I'm goin down under That great big wheel of fortune again

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