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ANDREA BOCELLI lyrics - Andrea

In Canto

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Quanto tempo e Che ho scelto te Quanta la strada Dietro a noi E oramai saro Parte di te Mi sento Come una goccia Nel mare tuo Come una foglia Nel tuo albero Come una pietra Nella casa che Anche per me farai Choir Quanto tempo c'e Davanti a noi Dopo gli errori Miei e tuoi Ma oramai tu sei Parte di me Ti sento Come il mio corpo La mia citta Come I bei sogni Che mi attendono Come una pietra Che metto via Per fare casa mia ----------- How long is it Since I made you mine How long is the path We've travelled together By now I am Part of you I feel like a drop In your ocean Like a leaf On your tree Like a brick In the house That you will build Just for me Choir There is so much time Ahead of us After all the mistakes Yours and mine But by now you are A part of me I can feel you As I feel my own body Like my hometown Like beautiful dreams That await me Like a brick That I save To build my home

This Can't Be Life

JAY-Z "The Dynasty Roc La Familia"
[Jay-Z] Geah.. whassup? Where's all my street niggaz, project niggaz Real niggaz, worldwide Let's reflect.. e'rybody got a story We all ghetto B - here's mine Geah See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms 38 longs inside my mom's Buick At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid Shit, I'm goin through it - mom dukes too Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it My life is gettin too wild I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it Bout to lose it; voices screamin Don't do it! It's like '93, '94, bout the year that Big and Mag dropped; and Illmatic rocked outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked Everybody doin 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block like Damn; I'ma be a failure Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenalia Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts Tryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellin So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait! It gets worse, baby momma water burst Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb Don't worry, if it was meant to be, it'll be -- soon [Chorus: Jay-Z] This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us [Beanie Sigel] Chill dog Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother Pop wasn't around, so many stories that's another I'm thinkin damn; how my older sister gon' make me tougher When steel sharpens steel, I'ma keep it real I'm tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real Y'all niggaz thinkin what y'all readin in The Source is real What my life like, you lookin at the source, it's real What your life like? Mine dog, of course it's real Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin Beans Cause you don't eat swine don't make you Amin Dog you know a couple suras, out the Qur'an I guess you all on your din and I ain't on mine Stop that Akki, 'fore I send shots though your body Make 'em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee I feel the line's drawn here, nuttin more can stop me Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me There's only three things that make Mac not act like Beans Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin My seeds dog, gotta teach 'em that before I leave dog Shit I know that I'ma see 'em when I leave dog I come back in the afterlife Like fuck it I done touched hell twice; what's the meanin? [Chorus] [Scarface] Yeah.. uhh.. Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' I got a phone call from one of my nigs Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard that I just broke into tears And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two Prayin for young souls to laugh atlife through the stars Lovin your kids just like you was ours And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours I just know that heaven'll open these doors And ain't no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like this God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company Who loves all and hates not one And one day you gon' be wit your son I could've rapped about my hard times on this song But heaven knows I woulda been wrong I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us This can't be life [Chorus] [Jay-Z] This can't be life..


JAKE MILLER "The Road Less Traveled"
Yeah, look Let me tell you about a kid named Steven He's slowly running out of things to believe in Every couple of months his mom leaves him, for no good reason his step-dad beats him Not too many friends, only ever had a few of them, but recently they don't want anything to do with him Always eating lunch in the bathroom stall, he just wants to feel normal and be cool again, yeah Always feeling like the outcast, he's been going crazy ever since his dad passed He needs guidance and advice but instead he only has breakdowns and flashbacks of the car crash uh It's been getting harder everyday, if he was still around everything would be OK 'Cause his dad was always the light at the end of the tunnel, but now that same damn tunnel is looking dark and grey He keeps quiet in the back of the class and when the bell rings Steven hurries home fast scared to death the other kids will kick his ass on the long walk home 'Cause its happened in the past so He's getting used to the black eyes and fat lips but all he's got is a fake smile and cut wrists Wishin' he could walk right up to them and show them the scars and say look you're the reason that I've done this Maybe they would finally understand and go back to how it was before it all began But he's just a little different so they taunt him and they beat him Yeah it's all just fun and games, they don't give a damn, yeah His older brother ain't around, in and out of jail, hanging with the wrong crowd He's been doing coke, smoking weed, getting drunk all his life he's a shame no, he's not too proud Now his habits are rubbing off on his little bro yeah, but guess what? Little did he know that every time he did a line, every time he lit a joint, every time he took a shot he would set the mode, So Steven's sitting in his room getting high now Doors locked, music up, with his lights out He just takes another toke til his room fills with smoke 5-6-7 hours til he knocks out Now he started stealing pills from his mom 8-9-10 at a time and now they're gone and maybe for a moment all his problems seem to fade, but the high fades too after not too long and that's when it really sinks in and that's when it hits him that these god damn drugs won't fix him Curled up on the floor, can't take it anymore Now he's talking to God 'cause he's the only one that gets him On his knees, looking up, can't stop crying "God I know we haven't talked in a long time but this time I really need you. Please God help me, say something just give me a sign, because now I'm falling apart and I don't think that I can do it. Please God, give me the strength to pull through it. Tell me, Should I give up? I could end it all right now. I just don't know if I'm brave enough to do it. 'Cause there's gotta be a better way than suicide. Try to wait it out, give it time, you'll be fine. But it's been so long and I still haven't been able to get rid of all the thoughts that I feel inside. So sick, so angry, so mad and to top it off no one even knows that" That's when he stood up, wiped his tears, walked over to his desk and got a pen and a notepad He just couldn't see it getting any better So on a cold dark night in December, Steven knew exactly what he had to do But first he sat down and wrote a couple letters One to his step-dad, one to his mother, couple to the kids at school, one to his brother Bringing them the pain that they once brought him tear drops on the paper one after another Yeah, I hope that you all feel guilty. 'Cause I'm broken now and you can't heal me And now you're all an accomplice in murder each and every one of you has chipped in to kill me So the reason that I'm writing you this evening, is to say goodbye and to tell you that I'm leaving But don't hold your breath 'cause I ain't never coming back Sincerely yours, Steven

I Just Want You

There's something I gotta say to you But I'm so afraid of what you'll do Ohhhh I'll just admit this to you now That I'm stuck on you like glue somehow Don't wanna feel so cold inside I wanna feel the warmth that I feel with you all the time Surrounding me just like the wind 'Cause you're the one who makes me sing Help me find myself like how I found you oh I need you so we can live happily too ohh I just want you I wanna go out with you tonight A picnic with candlelight I might just hold you tight Tell me you wanna be my queen If not it's okay a princess seems just my type I promise I'll be there tonight I'll keep you warm in winter's white And in the summer walks on beach sound nice I want you now to talk with on the phone for hours at a time Baby I just want you to be mine all mine I wanna be your valentine your Christmas wish your pickup line I wanna be the one who knows about your friends and foes and the tv shows you love Look above the stars spell out your name with an exclamation point at the end of the day you're the one who makes me say

Children Of A Lesser God

If I may be so bold Tonight will be the night you feel the moon go cold Live from the cellar I'm dwelling in. No swell of pride My lack of melanin could be the reason I'm alive My criminal element could be the reason the pelican flies My mind developed a felonous mechanism that's jealous of the developments nicer than mine, my slice of the pie was inadequate When you struggle just to be average you're a cadaver I like Francis in the vatican but that didn't matter when I was younger. The rumbling in my abdomen numbed something. I got me a gun and jumped in the gathering shadows - where the animals sharpen their teeth on the sidewalk down to a point. Let me get down to the point: Armed suspect, robbery exposed. Cops pulled their guns on me and froze. Why? All of my arresting officers were white. I blame the color of my skin for my life. I'm not happy I'm ashamed of a dangerous cancer, the standard of who is to die and who's arraigned Who's dry and who's in the rain? When Dom died - I used to think about suicide. But who am I to waste what so many have lost? I'll pay anything it costs. But labels won't give me a penny for my thoughts... Predicate offender. Predicated by medicated moments of life. If she's a bitch this ought to offender her I'll call an audible on all of you. My objective is peace. But if you want to get beast I can switch the agenda And render all of you useless. Return to sender. Remember I know what the truth is. You can plant a tree but it'll be fruitless. Might as well climb it. You're a fraud like the scientists denying the climate - change I'll sew you up in the couch cushion, that can be arranged. I can do it without looking. I was the first to punch your mouth crooked. Look at what growing the fuck up will do for your outlook if you just let it Remember that I said it. America's the product of some incredible edits. Never let them forget it. Never let a pathetic editor shred up a veteran or deny him his medical benefits. The predators drone It's as complex as motherfucking Oedipus, get it? I assume not. I'm the parishioner of a thinking listener's boombox Evening, Commissioner Murderous cops keep Walken like Christopher You all toasted a ghost whisperer's boasts You say "The white man's innocent, case closed" When death is imminent that's a venomous prose There's no pros to the cons, just cons in white robes One definition of psycho-pathic is being able to murder and feel nothing after Just think, our phones got cameras now. Imagine how long it's been going on without people standing around filming Children of a lesser God, we are in the building. If poverty's in the deck of cards, who the fuck is dealing? Fuck your frivolous flag and your feelings if you're using them to defend your bigotry You are the epitome of whatever the opposite of liberty is. To infinity and beyond stupidity You got to be kidding me... Seeing the evil is... Killing the kid in me. Critically I am acclaimed, by for our poverty you and I will be blamed. So they build jails for us to die in them, tamed We build children to lie to them. Make a wish. And dive into the ocean just to hear the SPLISH Just to hear the Splish...


JETHRO TULL "The Broadsword And The Beast"
From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth, long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth, he is the hundred names of terror --- creature you love the least. Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast. He roved up and down through history --- spectre with tales to tell. In the darkness when the campfire's dead --- to each his private hell. If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast, you can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast. Beastie If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at bay. You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say --- There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger zone. I'd love to help get rid of it, but I've got one of my own. There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon my back. Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke oozing from his stack. And he moves beneath the covers or he lies below the bed. He's the beast upon your shoulder. He's the price upon your head. He's the lonely fear of dying, and for some, of living too. He's your private nightmare pricking. He'd just love to turn the screw. So stand as one defiant --- yes, and let your voices swell. Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell.

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