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SOULFLY lyrics - 3

Brasil

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Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit Vamos levantar poeira - kick the dust high Vamos arrasar - let's kick ass Vamos arregaçar - let's fuck shit up Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit Vamos rasgar o chão - let's cut the ground Levanta mano, então - get up brother, c'mon Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit As casas - the houses As cidades - the cities As calçadas - the sidewalks As mulecadas - the street kids As esquinas - the street corners Os buracos - the holes Balas perdidas - lost bullets Os telhados - the roofs No Minhocão - famous tunnel in downtown São Paulo A multidão - the crowd Favelas - slums where most poor people live Galera - soccer crowds Na madrugada - after midnight A gingada - a typical dance/fight from the north E'o Brasil - this is Brasil Pais porrada - hardcore country Os butecos - the bars O concreto - the concrete As raizes - the roofs As cicatrizes - the scars O Cristo Redentor - Christ the redeemer (famous statue of Christ in Rio De Janeiro) O sol nascente - the rising sun Salvador - capital of Bahia (North of Brasil) Nas Gerais - Minas Gerais (the state where Max was born) As catedrais - the cathedrals Pelourinho - famous old slave square in Salvador Aleijadinho - crippled sculptor famous for the 12 prophets statues in Ouro Preto Na Baixada - one of the most violent and dangerous places in Rio de Janeiro As peladas - soccer played barefoot in the streets, on the beach E'o Brasil - this is Brasil Pais porrada - hardcore country Brasil, Pais Porrada As torcidas - organized soccer crowds As torturas - the tortures (in the 60's, a lot of people were tortured and killed by the government) De longe vem a forte chuva - from far comes the strong rain E' Meia Noite - Brasilian percussionist, Meia Noite, who plays on this album and on 'Primitive' Quebrando tudo - fucking shit up on rhythms. O berimbau - One-stringed Brasilian instrument that Max often uses Conquista o Mundo - conquer the world Da Lama ao Caos - From The Mud To The Chaos (this is the name of Chico Science's first album) Do Mangue - from the mangroves in Recife Manaus - capital of Amazonas (heart of the rainforest) Uai - a traditional term used by the people of Minas Gerais Minas Gerais - oh yes, Pele the footballer is also born there O Brasil - Brasil E' muito mais - it's so much more... Brasil, Pais Porrada

Shotgun

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]

Devil In A Blue Dress

DJ Muggs "Muggs Presents the Soul Assassins, Chapter 1"
[Featuring Mobb Deep] Intro/Chorus: 4 pound hit you up with rounds Leave a man down Wrappin on a rat The Infamous nuff said (Enough said motherfucker) and when it happens Off guard watch reaction (Watch his reaction) Look him in his eyes cock back commence clappin and it could happen to you Verse 1: Havoc It's old love I could see the eyes up above watchin waitin for me to slip lose grip, opposition got me on their list I get freshed by Jase he threw all the fakes I want my cake and eat it too Wash it down with brews Spent a half a milli on gats You know the drilli Smack em all buster silly, got dough on the philly and store-willies, it's the NY City Hazardous, dangerous game of da sticky motherfucker keepin undercover Stick-n-move, Gators to Timb shoes Jeans to tuxedos Second motion, son, I be do down below ya best Sunnin, runnin outta overpower freeze the counter, ???? and powder Distant, Gotti on some flip shit Resco his cool piece, too grimy now ya death row to test smokes, hazardous the most Slow you up like dust Coke white you get crushed You modernise Infamous come thru like the homicide Hit guys, rip Dons, get mines, the thin line Chorus Verse 2: Prodigy Infamous who rap shit, power moves and connect wit empire, bless all my sons wit bank accounts many mansions down south Fuck ABT, got protected War strategies perfected Bent all day, Alize party Golf, fuck par 3, pimp, pusher, playa, couldn't be me Hennessey raps, fully loaded with gats Now how you like that Time lapse you lose, shoulda been strapped! Be on your back like a new born Niggas is corn-born, wit real cats who do this all day long On and on til the break of dawn, it don't stop Shit is hot like PJ's infested with cops Jakes on a nigga ass, ninja break em like glass Interrogated, they won't last Would it make you laugh or make you cry? On this side it's do-or-die Ya get dead plus sun-dried, you're small fry We on time with this, mace blindin shit Gold mindin it, extended 9 clips Trife life got my mind keyed up pull out the Tek-nology and team-o with my cats and ??? blast Direct splats to your jawbone I lift that head up, homes, bent they hos and putos Injured kid, Mobb-tician is the laws of life Ain't it interestin, listen It could happen to you Bridge: Now what would you think? (I don't know) What would you do? (I don't know) Can't beat ya gat, can't find ya crew Far away from home in a land not new So boom, outta place and I sue ya crew Son, yo, they steppin in you And it could happen to you Outro: Havoc KnowhutI'msayin? Said word to mutha, son! Feels like a dream (word!) It's like I just woke up, knowI'msayin? I woke up in a like-like an ill sweat, son Word up, this shit had me shook, son! I don't know, man! Fuckin around with them other cats 4 pound, get hit with rounds Leave a man down Wrappin on a rat The Infamous nuff said (Enough motherfuckin said!)

Minha Irm

Cidade Negra
(Samuel Rosa/Chico Amaral) Tudo o que eu posso ver Essa neblina Cobrindo o entardecer Em cada esquina Tudo o que eu posso ver Essa fumaça Cobrindo o entardecer Em cada vidraça Mas eu quero te contar os fatos Eu posso mostrar fatos pra você É só ter um pouco mais de tato E ficar claro pra você Desde a antigüidade As coisas estão assim, assim Os homens são iguais não são Não são iguais e fim Daí toda essa história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil Tudo que eu posso ver Essa neblina... .. Em cada vidraça Mas veio o ideário Da Revolução Burguesa E veio o ideário, veio o sonho socialista Veio a promessa de igualdade e liberdade Cometas cintilantes que se foram pela noite Existiram enquanto houve o maior Daí, é que vem a história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil Do Egito Antigo Na Grécia e Roma Da Europa Feudal Do mundo colonial No mundo industrial Na URSS Stalinista Em Wall Street Em Cuba comunista E no Brasil E no Brasil...Hein?... Daí é que vem a história Daí o homem surgiu Escravo para servo Trabalhador do Brasil Daí é que vem a história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil

Luta De Classes

Cidade Negra
(Samuel Rosa/Chico Amaral) Tudo o que eu posso ver Essa neblina Cobrindo o entardecer Em cada esquina Tudo o que eu posso ver Essa fumaça Cobrindo o entardecer Em cada vidraça Mas eu quero te contar os fatos Eu posso mostrar fatos pra você É só ter um pouco mais de tato E ficar claro pra você Desde a antigüidade As coisas estão assim, assim Os homens são iguais não são Não são iguais e fim Daí toda essa história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil Tudo que eu posso ver Essa neblina... .. Em cada vidraça Mas veio o ideário Da Revolução Burguesa E veio o ideário, veio o sonho socialista Veio a promessa de igualdade e liberdade Cometas cintilantes que se foram pela noite Existiram enquanto houve o maior Daí, é que vem a história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil Do Egito Antigo Na Grécia e Roma Da Europa Feudal Do mundo colonial No mundo industrial Na URSS Stalinista Em Wall Street Em Cuba comunista E no Brasil E no Brasil...Hein?... Daí é que vem a história Daí o homem surgiu Escravo para servo Trabalhador do Brasil Daí é que vem a história Daí a história surgiu Escravo da Babilônia Trabalhador do Brasil

Search 4 Bobby Fisher

DILATED PEOPLES
[Intro: Rakaa Iriscience] Yo.. it's like this man Every once in a while when motherfuckers pop off at the lip Somebody get brought into this shit that don't have nuttin to do with this shit right? But none the less You wanna start lettin off buckshots, cats gotta retaliate Y'all callin out Ev? Well you got him [Evidence] Yo, a blind fag took my kindness for a weakness But instead of comin hard threw a weak diss Twelve of his friends at first I was speechless Is it cause you lack pussy or lack uniqueness? It's always your type, itchy and quick to bust off Ruin the party, Soliloquy of Chaos In this verse, jumpin jacks a little warm up There'll be no bullshit, there'll be no hit chorus Diss my crew? Yo, you won't go far The truth is I'm about as much from Detroit as you are I'm rackin up points, shit cat I'm scorin You ain't a true tiger, liar, you from Warren A trailer trash town where daddy stuck it to ya That's why you hate your mother cause she never tried to stop it Twenty years later you're still out of luck I met this chick you took home on tour, but couldn't get it up Alert! Alert! You internet geeks Eminem is just like you, weak between the sheets Dr. Evil, tryin to steal my mojo I'll fuck you up, plus look better in photos I know what it is, you envy what you hate I'm what you used to be, you was me in ninety-eight Hungry for props, and ready to rock Except your stage show is so weak you always just READY to rot Fuck your pace walkin forth at best at this rate on tour dates, hope you never run out of breath It's such a shame your Uncle Ronnie's not listed I'm a geek? You jock Fred from Limp Bizkit Production time; I heard you're makin beats But don't program the drums, don't program the keys Don't program the bass, producer? Liar! Doin that shit's like hirin a ghostwriter You might as well you little fake Chino XL You're target practice - strictly blast these empty shells {*crowd roar*} It's an upset, you lose the title! But first lose the haircut, you're bitin George Michael Next topic, time to stick the knife in Slaughter your {daughter}, ah fuck it throw your wife in I'ma do 'em, do 'em 'til nothin left The way I'm murderin you now they probably avenge your death You blind bitch, I'm about to rub it in Go sell millions of records, you still don't own your publishin You ain't hip-hop, you pop; extra popular to little girls, kids, and the Trenchcoat Mafia So here it comes, a blast from my crew You bout to get chopped by a man named Babu The funniest part? Let me say this 'fore I'm through I haven't even begun to start, I saved the best for part two {*Babu cuts and scratches these samples*} Faggot, no comp rapper on a quest - LL Cool J Hi! - Eminem, Bitch shut the fuck up! - Eazy-E If you take offense fuck it, got to be that way - KRS-One I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn - MC Lyte Suckers get eliminated fuckin with Dilated - Cypress Hill Nevertheless, I'll say it again - Slick Rick(?) BITCH! - N.W.A. Soundclash with us, you flirt with disaster - Dilated Trick or treat...

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