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UB40 lyrics - Signing Off

Strange Fruit

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Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Unorthodox

JOEY BADA$$ "Summer Knights"
[Intro] We done came up Everybody love 'em On the regular [Verse 1] Lookin' at popular colored faces Observing what my brothers faces in all races Lost in generations before hatred See with your eyes dilated for the sake of the Gs But keep it sacred G, fuck a rat race, we take the cheese Jack cheddar from the make believe Break the trees on they eighth CD Rocking the red and black lumberjack faithfully I'm a Brooklyn nigga, basically I grind with the grimiest Learn how to eat in the jungle full of hyenas And vultures, don't worry what a verse will cost ya From the young scorcher, just remember who taught ya I'm gonna spark it off unorthodox Won't sign to no major if no wager Less than a 3 million offer off the top I'll be in a box with my coughin' drops Why settle for a office spot? Niggas don't always make it off the block Unless they extort rocks or support the cops They still snitchin' - let me guess: that's your mannequin? Leave 'em shook while you're standing and quit the shenanigans Have you panicking, induce damages 'til you're vanishing Words or tour probably resort top sea examinin' This is for my real hip hop fans and 'em I dispose for 'em, leave fake MC's in the post mortem [Hook] Cause money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend All I got is my Pros, I don't need no friends Feel like this glory road is coming to an end The only soul that won't sin No he won't give in Yo this world is bone chillin' Make meals in hell's kitchen with these dishes Properly delivered, drop trees in my swishers, And bring that back to my property wit' ya [Verse 2] It ain't easy being this royal When you got this much going for you It ain't hard to be disloyal Comin' straight from the soil with lines that never coil Start to think pretty off new career with this spoil The kid is that sick so expect more coffins I'm the chosen one so you can expect more offerings I be sonning niggas so expect less offerings Best rapper alive hear that line used less often Word to God I'm the best offering BMX like Hoffman BMF like Ross man Young boss, man, got Jimmy Fallon endorsements From porches, to Porsches, getting portions of fortune They said next up so I stepped up Fly like I dressed up Bitches try to hang like left nuts Like orangutans in the west of Of the mother land, but I've got the swank of no other man Brother man They can't understand Pro Era boys pop rubber band [Hook] Cause money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend All I got is my Pros, I don't need no friends Feel like this glory road is coming to an end The only soul that won't sin No he won't give in Yo this world is bone chillin' Make meals in hell's kitchen with these dishes Properly delivered, drop trees in my swishers, And bring that back to my property wit' ya [Outro] Everybody love 'em We done came up I'ma spark it off unorthodox They don't feel the name, but they say the music dope though I'ma spark it off unorthodox On the regular

Tree Of Life

AB-SOUL "These Days..."
Quiero vivir como los árboles Breathe Easy! Trees, trees, trees Soul! I just wanna, I just wanna LT3 shit, nigga, look I just wanna live like the trees Shoot the breeze, stay around some leaves, you nah mean? But I'm about to go on tour Can't wait for wind, pollination to plant my seeds in the soil Around '07 TDE Struck oil It's my turn, Mr. LongTerm of turmoil I'm holdin' up the terminal takin' flicks I'm irritated but they're the reason that I'm gettin' rich Cheese, Give me an upgrade, see Then I'll be on my way, I'm on my way to NYC Last time I was there I swear I sold out SOBs In Times Square with my circle of G's, you nah mean? Fuck you niggas with your hands out Suck my third leg while I branch out [Hook:] Cause I just wanna live like the trees Shoot the breeze, stay around some leaves, you nah mean? But this money got me on the run And it don't grow on trees, I'm tryna get me some Get me some, get me some, some, Get me some Get me some, get me some, some, Get me some Get me some, get me some, some, Get me some Shit don't grow money on trees, breathe easy! I got most of you motherfuckers stumped Rap like I go to church with work in the trunk Lord forgive me but my pennies turnin' into dubs I'm losin' my sense, they say I changed up And I don't feel no different, I'm still the same nigga Maybe my brain's bigger, gettin' brains quicker Used to cop a little deuce Now I cop a whole case of Actavis to give Sprite stock a boost Ab-Soul, yeah I'm gettin' loot Bitches walkin' bow legged out my dressin' room Was at the Travelodge but now we at the W Just to shower, be out in an hour, I got shit to do Plenty empty Backwood packs in your face In my backpack more OG than your hood, dang Hey, can't live without the Benjamins But I'm interested in Photosynthesis [Hook] Me and She sittin' in a tree K.I.S.S.I.N.G First comes love, then comes marriage Fuck that! I'm just tryna get up in your panties Where the trees, trees, trees Where the trees, trees, trees, trees Burn the motherfuckin' trees, trees, trees, trees With the trees, trees, trees, trees [Interlude: Joey Bada$$] It's still World Domination Keep a Backwood and a motherfuckin' eighth and Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean I ain't about to rise to the top with my fuckin' team Nigga it's still a World Domination Keep a Backwood and a motherfuckin' eighth and Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean I ain't about to rise to the top with my fuckin' team Heaven ain't far Curtiss, it ain't far at all my nigga Check, Joey I know I told you, quote it in a verse But we called it the third eye when it could really be the first Wha gwan Jah no rarseclart me I took it to heights these parasites can't see Rarely do I bark, hope you get the analogy Top Dawg Ent barkin' on the whole industry Niggas get to bitin', I be like Breathe Easy! Your cardiovascular isn't fast enough I'm Canibus smokin' cannabis, sippin' Actavis Before the Mathers diss I used to work at Magic Disk With a dollar and a dream, why you think money is green? Color of vegetation, the most important thing Trees Gimme some, gimme some Gimme some, gimme some Gimme some, gimme some

Necromancer

AL STEWART "Famous Last Words"
Oh the sweet addiction Of forbidden fruit Oh the strange affliction That has taken root Oh the hidden cancer Cancer of the soul Oh the necromancer Inside us all I have never seen this many People gathered in one place together Don't ask about it You don't want to know Caught up in the fury of euphoria They say will last forever Don't ask about it It might just be so Oh the burning candle Oh the pretty flame Come fly into the night with us And feel the same Oh the sweet surrender Oh the solemn vow Leave your old identity And join us now I believe that I have been Through this before And I can still remember Maybe a past life I just can't tell The faces and the uniforms Are changed yet There's something so familiar Am I still under That same old spell Oh the sweet addiction Of forbidden fruit Oh the strange affliction That has taken root Oh the love of darkness Oh the vampire's kiss Have mercy on a people Who would dream like this Who would dream like this Like this

Ideomotor

THE AGONIST "Prisoners"
We are but prisoners of waterfalls We stand on broken ribs Faces to the glass we drown Heavy mileage on our minds We wrap the earth on cerebral folds And the corpse we carry really is a weight we'd like to throw We love the strange new animals We love the fearful plants But we all surrender Turpentine to rid us of our pasts You would walk the rotten hillside You would taste the clouds bellow But the world you walk Is running water through Valleys in palms of hands We all know we will be Respected by greed and death and loathed by clarity Jettisoned Emotions flood the banks The valleys overflow If only memory served us better We could swim to dry our souls [Chorus] We're suicidal swans We're silence in throats we creep You'll know us by shaking ground When ideas emerge from the deep Dolphins have more dignity A sleepwalking helicopter Gracefully deceased Beauty makes the blind weep To describe a song in color Is a portrait's symphony The light drips on closed eyelids Through holes in weathered sheets Curiosity stands up where strange faces hide and seek Swarming the webs of electricity That dragnet the city Confusing power with duty In a place with trees like origami Monstrous theories dance with nightmares On the horizon absolute equinox Listening to history in the present Planets approach with lupine walks [Chorus X2] Offering flowers to the dirt Like paralyzed dancers we decline And smile and flee But with years of past devotion The crushing atmosphere Is bittersweet In my waterfall here In earth I'll slowly disappear

Globus Hystericus

THE AGONIST "Lullabies For The Dormant Mind"
What says the Tree to his friends the Rocks? When he lives and breathes they sit and mock? And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot. “We will last intact this way! And you my friend, will soon decay!” “But I can breathe -- am commensal; the shade, the fruits, the nests on bough. And if with this, my time finite, I'm glad to have spent it doing right.” But Rocks prefer to simply sit. To gain none, lost none, just exist. But nary should an ocean rise, they'd become sand and disappear with the tides. When trees ignite a cyclical life, from plant to animal to Earth and back; whom, even when their roots are ploughed, have left exponential impact. And so, the greedy human kind, to conquer trees tall, mountains high, erects gigantic splinters of steel that shame forests, make mountains to kneel. And progress spreads like moss on a stone. Evolution dictates that men are prone to outdo those that came before. “You see? We'll last forever more!” We improve what nature made. We'll challenge mountains, transplant lakes. There is no confirmed master plan. We do it just because we can. But foolish is the one who complacently thinks himself King because when Time erodes the past what remains are Nature's things. Quite Shakespearean duals, those between parent and offspring are! As Chronos devours his Son, Gaia to mankind so starts. Metal rusts, cement crumbles. To err is human, not divine. Prayers are so intently mumbled when proud man is forces to decline. Steel, concrete, technology may stand intact for centuries, but faces with wind or flood or quake, like toys will crumble, bend and break. I say with actions what you do with words. For we're the moss; the Earth -- the stone, so let us do as did the Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly. We won't outlive our generation but our impact surely will. This -- the Rocks' humiliation -- when they witness we are still alive in what we've left for others, like Nature gives, so selflessly. So pay respect to out true Mother and take your rank amongst the Trees.

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