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JUAN MAGAN lyrics

For A Night

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I´m going crazy, I just wanna hear the beat of the night, You and me will get together live until the morning light, Get lost into your eyes, we will be hypnotized, With you can touch the sky Not searching for someone who give the typical love Live the magic of the moment is but I wanna feel with you It doesn´t have to be taboo I'll show you what that I can do Hung up the phone right now I'll give you all the reasons why Be concentrated you will see that all that matters now It´s that we feel each other and dance to one another And maybe will discover That this is for a night Sé que me estás mirando mientras bailo y muevo mi oh oh Quiero que me seduzcas, convertirme en tu obsesión Déjame ser tu chica, que la noche se agita La fiesta no se termina. I´m going crazy, I just wanna hear the beat of the night, You and me will get together live until the morning light, Get lost into your eyes, we will be hypnotized, With you can touch the sky Not searching for someone who give the typical love Live the magic of the moment is but I wanna feel with you It doesn´t have to be taboo I'll show you what that I can do I´m going crazy, I just wanna hear the beat of the night, You and me will get together live until the morning light, Get lost into your eyes, we will be hypnotized, With you can touch the sky Not searching 4 someone who give the typical love Live the magic of the moment is but I wanna feel with you It doesn´t have to be taboo I'll show you what that I can do

June And The Ocean

Junction 18
Sattelite night is how it all starts Over horizon dreams And then you appeared dressed in black You drew the fear out of me As we looked out to the sea Freezing in waters so blue 3AM seems just fine The nightcrawlers have left the bay Could I have so much more to say to you? Did you notice? Fate seemed shy an hour ago Look where that hour got us now Slowly..I'll wait for you holding all honesty As I watch the sea When you leave here Take in all the sounds of ocean waves just glistening We could just run away We were made for this anyway An I.F.O. could steal us now We'd leave the beach to soar against the night sky Over the high tides Could these hours add on to our life stories? Now it's just another day without the sand beneath our feet I'll never let it go I'll keep repeating it all over and over and over Heaven's skies in your eyes You know they fit just fine I heard that song today it just bled of goodbye That summer's gone But the late night hours will still be worn And on the weekends out with your friends Will you remember that mindnight wind aching? Or the suprise before the sunrise It's just every night I miss you so well...

Fryerstarter

AESOP ROCK "Skelethon"
Let me put you up on Bob's donuts Controller of the warm deep fryer that charms cobras Mostly it was aggravated ulcers over goat's legs Will they go for maple, custard, buttermilk or wolfs bane? Hm, late after your cinderella pulsate and crash I was rotating casts Picture if you will a witching hour on week night in the trenches Where paranoia dead-ends in a bright florescent heaven With sprinkles I know right yum Whether tummy ache or fever Keep the funnel cake I'm honey glaze in vitro In the company of similar believers Sleepless, who hear the walls breath and foam at the facial features Now the yeast, a phoenix in the partially hydrogenated Equal parts flower, faith, healing Might replace your previously nominated jesus But only if you privy to the following secret of all secrets Shh, every night at 12 they would march out from the back With a tray of raw dough for the pool of hot fat Show up around 1 never get your god back If you're just tuning in, walk into the light I boil oil too, not for scarfing For CCs of japanese innovation that screech into free parking Purple heart and 2nd chin that beseech him to squeeze the carbs into the motherboard You can chew the eucharist in cruller form Locally a seedy danish underworld is bustling where jelly's not a celebrated it's a puppet string Pluck, nose for canola 5 cow stomachs like a mime with a rope going nowhere Fast, right hand of god on my shoulder, crows feet swollen, dopey Combing apple fritters over with folk of opposing cultures Baby sitter cop thief reverend, body glitter, botched c-section, bronze teeth Each progressively more sequestered Yet if threatened will defend the rasin bread as codefendants Some lose religion or view it as superstition You can tell a friend if you are down to kill them Shh, every night at 12 they would march out from the back With a tray of raw dough for the pool of hot fat Show up around 1 never get your god back If you're just tuning in, walk into the light The fat boys are back, foam fingers over open arms To feverishly reclaim their stomachs from golden jars And stagger through the pulse of the gulch on a builder's dividends Hiding high behind his guilty powdered-sugar fingerprints Seething eventide fever, sidewalk feeling a little dicey I'm snake-eye straight to the cakes icing Might, fortune-teller up your favorite paper tiger stripe Great, grace invaders, the first-name basis patron haters Who compromise the pilot lights and flavors Silent night, holy night, invite the pious out the pagan Midnight kitchen doors un-caging the enablers like butchers in bloody aprons Can I get a fucking amen? AMEN, hazelnut raiders of the lost, navigate consecutive pastries like stations of the cross No name no dayjob Know the folk where it virgin mary toast by the loaf Thanks bob Shh, every night at 12 they would march out from the back With a tray of raw dough for the pool of hot fat Show up around 1 never get your god back If you're just tuning in, walk into the light

5 Years From Now

MIKE JONES "Who Is Mike Jones?"
[Mike Jones] Syeah! Mike Jones! WHO? Mike Jones! Where will I be at, five years from nowwwwwww [sirens blaring] Five years from nowwwwwww Five years from nowwwwwww [Chorus: Lil' Bran] Where would I go, who would I see in - five years from nowwwwwww Tell me how will I live, will I raise some kids yeah - five years from nowwwwwww Will I be locked down or will I be underground yeah - five years from nowwwwwww Tell me what my future hold, it scares me not to know what I'ma be doin - five years from nowwwwwww [Mike Jones] I live life daily, scared to make babies It's hard to plan your future when the world goin crazy Kids with no food, who can they turn to beside they own people, I swear this world evil They see us on TV, they thinkin we should be The main ones providin for our community But the government is paid, dishin out minimum wage They don't care about the streets, as long as they get paid My advice is please vote, don't take it as a joke Cause five years from now the world could be gone in smoke Now everybody's gone, cause they ain't stand strong And vote for a leader that can lead our country home We got people in Iraq, tell me why they cain't come home If you care about your future please listen to the song We got people in Iraq, tell me why they cain't come home If you care about your future please listen to the song [Chorus] [Mike Jones] I think about my homies, I think about my momma I think about what's goin on I think about the drama I think about the world, I think about my life Five years from now, will I have me a wife? Will I have me some kids, tell me how will I live Will I be doin wrong or will I live positive Will I live to get a Grammy or will I be with my granny Five years from now, I don't think you understand me I'm tryin to hold on, tryin to stay strong It's hard not knowin what's really goin on But I try to maintain, keep my head in the game When shit ain't lookin too good, I pray for better thangs I keep the Lord on my side, 'til the day I die Will I blow up big? I don't know but I'll try I keep the Lord on my side, 'til the day I die Will I blow up big? I don't know but I'll try [Chorus] [Mike Jones] How could you think about the future when the world goin crazy Kids havin kids, they too young to make babies I'm livin in the world so sheisty and shady... Mike Jones, Jones Five years from now will I be dead, boxed up Or in the pen for ten like a con, locked up Tell me how would I live, will I have me some kids? Will I blow up big in showbiz, five years from now [Chorus] [Lil' Bran] Where would I go.. where would I stay.. Five years from now It scares me not to know, it scares me not to knowwww - yeah

Keepin' It Live

DA BRAT "Anuthatantrum"
[Featuring Jermaine Dupri] Uh oh o uh uh o ah ah ah ah ah Uh oh o uh uh o ah ah ah ah ah Verse One: Bringing more noise than pg we true and flew in life Leave us JD and rock a party all night tight nigga One two three four five six seven I can rap like hell but make it sound like heaven well Seven six five four three two one JD what the deal is? Lemme get some How many occasions you and your liasons Can't fuck with this phenomenon,division,separated from the norm Pop a lot of Shawn Don and celebrate the good times So get your groove on, pulling on the in-and let's all get high In the back of my-Black on Black,you come through in ninety Bumpin' you remind me with the cops right behind me I got head rest, Genesis played by the Brat-Hey Bulletproof windows, for negroes, that wanna act Don't wanna face the fact, That that's the way we live Lookin' everyday Jig, Buyin' everything big-You dig? Nigga You don't wanna' go the distance-Surrender-Consistence Allows me the key clock contender And enter a new millenium,Cracking mutherfuckers craniums Droppin Bombs-Saddam Hussein and nigga's straining Hit a little,I'm feeling tickles from the nickels I smoked The sweat trickle,as I slid a little liquor down my throat It ain't no hope for these nigga's who broke and acting big willy They dream to see a milly and talk shit before it happen really Spark up another philly and eyewitness The Brat fulfilling champagne and caviar wishes The lifestyle of the bitch is famous,Make the payment to chante Embarass nigga's live a hobby-All day harris Fly me to the moon,soon and very soon stay tuned Prepare to meet you doom 'cause it ain't no room for you Chorus No matter what they keep on saying and what they thinking We be keepin' in live,Keepin' it live-Its' like straight to the scene It's like that it's Da Brat just Keepin' it live,Keepin' it we make you say ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh Verse Two: And if you're feeling for masquerade,I can rock a party today Breaking parlay as we stack cakes of cheddar Butter like parkay,wanted in four plates-sex So-so definitely the best,Better watch your step It's pooky,Trap with hits I make 'em clap to this You knew we was coming back to kick some asses kid It's nigga's like me that have more fun Pop mo' bottles than the next one Supermodel sex and make a portion Now catch me if you can like the gingerbread man Fifty grand in my hand sit-tin' on top of the world Half drunk,high as fuck,shitting hard,legs swinging Bringing the ruckus to all motherfuckers-woooo Hey yo,Brat you Da funk bandit Act like you know,the baddest sweet habit having mommy to hit the door Flash it a little,living riddles can't buy the vittles Get cash,Life don't only come once-to let it pass To all my nigga's rockin' big jewels,brand new shoes and new kicks Nigga's from the old school that started all this shit Big time weightholders,Dope clocking for years Nigga's you watched as a shorty thinking that's the way to live Giving all I got to give,us bitches is pushing sixes With ten thousand dollar bracelets around they wrist Legistics,is strictly riches,the other fishes in the sea Can't be malicious as me,fucking with G's Chorus No matter what they keep on saying and what they thinking We be keepin' in live,Keepin' it live-Its' like straight to the scene It's like that it's Da Brat just Keepin' it live,Keepin' it we make you say ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh

Death

Luxt "American Beast"
Ain't no god. Ain't no heaven. Ain't going anywhere. Only black to these dead eyes. Ain't no hope. Ain't no magic. Ain't no spirit in these bones, That chose me to call it home. Ain't no faith. Ain't no devil. Ain't no feeling, empathy, Ain't no light I wait to see. Ain't no now. Ain't no forever. Ain't no yesterday, tomorrow, Only sorrow and a silence calling. But this blood that's in my veins is running somewhere. And these thoughts that twist my head are creeping in to me. And this energy is pushing me to anywhere. That I can find a bit of comfort, tell myself it's all for something. I can only feel. Ain't no god. Ain't no devil. Ain't no angel on my shoulder. Whispered, 'run away with me.' Ain't no good. Ain't no evil. Only balance wrapped in doubt. Served as frozen as the moon. And as Jesus, Allah, Shiva, Buddha, Ra and Lennon hold The fort down, I will stand against the gates and scratch my name and take my place. I can only feel. So tomorrow, will we know, at least some clue to where we go, Can all the beasts possess a soul to cycle through the chain we'll show the beauty or the ugliness, and as a group be damned or blessed, And sifting down through all this mess, will Jesus find us cheating on this test? Ain't no god. Still no reason. That we all can't get Him to light our cigarette and ask our sign.

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