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from Never Been Kissed (25살의 키스) by David Newman [ost] (1999)
Aqui no existe la tristeza
solo existe la alegriaes el baile de los queridos de los queridos del pasado mira como baila mi mama bailando con mi hermano del pasado sus espiritus se juntan bailando lleno de alegria y gozando Cumbia, Cumbia (repeat) Sierta gente solo puede ver espiritus bailando entre la gente si pueden verlos bailando mis hermanos seran bendicidos entre los cielos mira como baila mi mama bailando con mi hermano del pasado sus espiritus se juntan bailando lleno de alegria y gozando Cumbia, Cumbia (repeat) Chali's Rap: As sure as your heart muscle rests in your chest cavity we ask god to bless these festivities yet, this hostility felt between you and me stops opportunity given to spread unity 2na be rhythmically wiping sadness clear reggae cumbia mixtures create this atmosphere people packin cheer simply cuz these songs show depth giving shouts to these victims of wrongful death now, soon as we?e rid of society? small terrors the sooner these teenagers don? have to be pallbearers and carry their pals nearer to graves premature the cure be mature by keeping you hearts pure |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
(feat. Common)
[sample of peace rally being broken up] [Common] Embrace the chaos C'mon and embrace the chaos We like to, embrace the chaos, yeah [singing] Yeah Am I a patriot of the chaos? Everyday I watch young studs play blocks In front of buildings, dealing what they gotta Currency and game exchange (What else?) Souls bought and talked with the Father of Time Ask if I'm embracing it I either wasting it My mind feel like I'm chasing it Everyday it gets harder to author a plan Consult with the gods cuz I know they smarter than man It's hypnotic how the chaotic harbor the land Through raw metals, slick women, cars and sedans Guess we all part of the dance in one way or another The way a man beat his woman, feeling that he love her They way five children get killed by their mother Parts of the universe still to discover The real uncover fake Whether love or hate For revolution, chaos we embrace [singing] [Common] It's like I wrote for freedom My god sticks in "You gon' have to tote for freedom" I awoke in the p.m. To let my folks know it's gonna Be a brighter, there's light that shines on the corner In the dawn of the chaos, I try not to be A pawn or a player So nights I stay up Write words, for me it's like a prayer Knowing it'll be, I put it in the air And stare at the emotions of those in the commotion Hoping its the chaos that we grow from Opened a cold one, build with warriors that hold gun For the same prize, our souls run From they window, they see no sun I say "Revolution, when he gon' come?" Yes he came, in way that may seem strange Only through chaos will we ever see strange [trumpet solo] [singing] |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Turn this one up!
Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Siempre estamos luchando contra halgo, No parece que hay final, No importa lo que sea, Hay que seguir luchando y peliando Cuando tu ves nubes en tu camino, Cuando sientes que ya no puedes, Recuerda que no estas solo, Siempre lucharemos juntos Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero...... Como el campesino que siembra fruta, En una tierra mas seca que el polvo, Como la madre que da a sus hijos, Cuando en realidad no hay nada mas de comer, Cuando tu ves nubes en tu camino, Cuando sientes que ya no puedes, Recuerda que no estas solo, Siempre lucharemos juntos Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero... Quiero regresar al frente La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero...... Quiero regresar al frente Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero, Soy guerrillero, Quiero regresar al frente Guerrillero...... |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Ese habla como yo
Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice Check it out The way you feelin on the outside Reflects how you feelin' on the inside Tell me now have you really ever stopped tryin So many people killin Kids still dyin or multiplyin' I ain't lyin here's my testimony The shit I kick is real never ever phony You spittin cheesy lyrics like macaroni Call me if you only wanna sit down and write a jam That stands for Somethin' Because my passion and rage are highly concentrated This underground music movement is way too underrated Pop music done came Had its five seconds of fame Now it's time to throw a wrench all up in they game We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing I know you feel the pain I conceal Hip hop flip flopped to gain pop appeal Upon the backs of MC's with integrity Rap music made wack a celebrity I ain't worried why be in a hurry Giant steps are made in inches and snakes tend to scurry When my steps are taken no room for move fakin' Your titles exect your visions blurry so hurry hurry Catch the force of all my fury I'm growin leaps and bounds from the mound which you been buried Feed off yo energy Two times infinity MCs are meant to be controllers of mics We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice Now the slick text in this here context Is just far too complex too far out to be fetched So as I sketch check my patterns, my shades and tones Freak in the microphone is yours truly saucer The dope rhyme flosser I got something for all you wankers and tossers.. With dollar budget pushing low grade quality That's like ghost face sportin some no name walabees Now I be damned if I sit on my ass While these MCs tresspass cross my grass Time to landscape Reshape the garden for growth Spread the message overseas, via remote We got different types of flavas but they taste the same All biters no writers in this hip-hop game I blame myself plus you for things we do It's not wonder why we stay under and don't bust through because.. We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice We trek this battlefield life With words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards It's only common sense the heart is more revealing But a stab to someone's back is much more appealing Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Mi Alma, que piensas en tus suenos.
Mi Alma, que piensas de esta vida. Con tu presencia puedo ser hombre fuerte. Nunca te olvides que eso es la verdad. En todos mis suenos te doy carino. En todos mis suenos to doy protecion. Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte, Es una cosa que siento en mi corazon, Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente, Nunca teolvides que eso es la verdad. Mi Alma, que ves con tus ojos. Mi Alma, ves colores en el cielo. Con tu sonrisa, puedes brillar el mundo, Nunca teolvides que eso es la verdad. En todos mis suenos te doy carino. En todos mis suenos to doy protecion. Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte, Es una cosa que siento en mi corazon, Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente, Nunca teolvides que eso es la verdad. Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte, Es una cosa que siento en mi corazon, Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente, Nunca teolvides que eso es la verdad. Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte, Es una cosa que siento en mi corazon, Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente, Nunca teolvides que eso es la verdad. Mi alma gue piensas en |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Todos que convierten suenos en realidad
Su lucha triumfara Su alma y su mente ganara Si senor, los que aprenden el baile Lograran, reir con la vida Quando das todo loque puedes dar, Su fuerza se aumenta Y su corazon creecera. Si senor Los que aprenden el baile, Lograran, reir con la vida. Vida Vida Esos que se mueven y seaniman Hace nueva formas de vida Su espiritu De nuevo nacera. Si senor, los que aprenden el baile Lograran, rier con la vida. Vida Vida Quando das todo loque puedes dar, Su fuerza se aumenta Y su corazon creecera. Si senor Los que aprenden el baile, Lograran, reir con la vida. Vida Vida Me and you baby Me and you baby Me and you baby Todos que convierten suenos en realidad Todos que convierten suenos Todos que convierten suenos en realidad Todos que convierten suenos Todos que convierten suenos en realidad Todos que convierten suenos Todos que convierten suenos en realidad Todos que convierten suenos |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Sacala, que ya viene, esa nena, nena linda..
Sacala, que ya viene, esa nena, nena linda.. Anoche te vi bailando solo Sin una mujer que te acompane Pienso que eres un cobarde Por no pedir la mano para que baile Sudaste, te intimidatse Cuando la viste ni te arrimaste Mientras que tu piensas y dudas Maria baila con un cualquiera... Sacala hermano ponte a bailar mira que te llama maria... Pidele, pidele la mano hermano No tengas miedo, no seas cobarde Si no la sacas a bailar Otro vendra y juntos se van Juntos se van, juntos se van Otro vendra y juntos se iran Sacacla hermano ponte a bailar Mira que te llama maria.. [Chorus] Sacala hermano ponte a bailar mira que te llama maria [Chorus] Sacala, que ya viene, esa nena, nena linda.. |
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from Ozomatli - Embrace The Chaos (2001)
Oh yeah, party people
Here we go Party people, rock the house Ya'll want some more? Ya'll want some more? Let me hear ya say 'yeah' Let me hear ya say 'hell yeah' Tuna the smoke-jumper, packing my oral cannon Bustin from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon Swallow flows, we turning like plush tires Mellow intros lyrics be burning like brush fires Spreading vocal leprosy, using discrepancy Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of testing me Stop and freeze MC's, I block atrocities True philosophies from the lips of black Socrates The pocket-penciler in your peninsula Killing Dracula MC's who bit from my vernacular I can back it The ill scene we occupy No lullaby, got you high, when I rock a fly Verse, for my people, let me breath slow Give a heave-ho, and stimulate your cerebral System, Cut Chemist grip the fader With Tuna the group debater We murder you duplicators 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like that 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like that They call me Mister Antagonistic, drastic Coming from a place where these cops get their assed kicked The last trick unified was the cornerstone But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone Born alone, the strength of God makes my mission higher They found a liar dead, strung up with fishin' wire The mystifier packin vocal artillery Making lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one rhyme Electrifying like some nocturnal sunshine The planetary pioneer and his mixer Cut Chemist, Chali Tuna spittin' scriptures Painting pictures, even sisters adapt 'cause We take it back like chiropractors Actors on wax make worse for real MC's Who worth your while so they search for me 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like that |
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from Santana 17집 - Shaman (2002)
Way down here on these dead end streets
People live in doubt and fear And it kept them down for oh so long Now their time is getting near I don't know where I don't know how I don't know when But I'll tell you right now One of these days you'll cross that line The people gonna take you by surprise The're gonna look their leaders in the eye (yeah) One of these days you'll cross that line The people gonna think with their own minds They're gonna leave the system for behind (yeah) How many of us spend our lives On the outside lookin in Well it seems they got us all convinced That we're never gonna win I don't know where I don't know how I don't know when But I'll tell you right now Do you really think we'll ever stop Lookin for as brighter day While it looks today like you're on top It could neverstay that way |
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from Ozomatli - Street Signs (2004)
Cada-cada dia yo veo la destruccion,
Cada-cada dia yo veo la maldicion... Cada-cada dia yo veo la destruccion, Cada-cada dia yo veo la maldicion... (translation: "Each day I see the destruction, each day I see the malice-damnation") Won't it all, go away... Won't it all, go away... This is-this is my world, This is-this your world, If you believe in my heart... This is-this is my world, This is-this our world, If we believe in our hearts... Press record, cuz here less is more Than before when everything in the store cost a quarter Fast the forward, get a cam record it Now there's a berry that's born on every corner Hot damn hoe here we go again Got ammo to bust back my trusty pen The winds are rushinn', men and women are lustin' How long do we got till it breaks? Just depends on whether rims the same price as jims life Right becomes wrong, wrong becomes right Fight for life, cold winter breeze blow swift Everyday is a gift - bigger than box wrapped for Christmas Some say why do I tell my story? Tell them you saw me alone wit mic talkin' bout life And...you know just shootin' the breeze Humbly mumble to you people bout the birds and the bees About the war overseas and they killin' our trees It aint goin be nothin' left if we hate Gotta believe! |
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from Ozomatli - Street Signs (2004)
Cuando yo regreso a mi casa
La gente me preguntan donde estabas Donde? donde? Donde estabas tu? Donde donde? Estabas tu tu? Para cuando yo regreso a mi casa Yo querro que la gente me deja en paz Privacia porfavor Ya no me molesten deja me en paz Ay dios ya no me molesten Ay dios ya no me molesten mas Ay dios ya no me molesten Ay dios dejame en paz Que vida, pa' fuera Que vida, 'toditos Que vida, pa' fuera Que vida, se largan Que vida, de mi casa Que vida, pa' fuera Dejen me en paz Quierro que todo la gente dicen ozo-matli Quierro que las mujeres dicen papi Quierro que las mujeres dicen chulo |
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A child looks up into my eyes, nothing to say
An open hand with scars can hide the pain away What I can give is not enough to help him grow How can I fulfill his needs, embrace his soul? The hope deep in his eyes are dreams he must let fly So sing this song with me, this hopeful melody Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes Tell me love and hope never die So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry 'Cause your heart and soul will survive The child struggled to survive, now he's a man With children of his own, he does the best one can Tries to live with love and not let sorrow grow, Even though he barely reaps all that he sows The hope deep in his eyes are dreams he must let fly So sing this song with me, this hopeful melody Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes Tell me love and hope never die So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry 'Cause your heart and soul will survive Aledayall, aledeya ya Aledayall, aledeya ya Aledayall, aledeya ya Aledayall, aledeya ya Aledayall, aledeya ya Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes Tell me love and hope never die So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry 'Cause your heart and soul will survive Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes Tell me love and hope never die So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry 'Cause your heart and soul will survive Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes Tell me love and hope never die So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry 'Cause your heart and soul will survive ... |
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from Ozomatli - Street Signs (2004)
Santiago de Aztlan
Pienso que eres Superman En el sangre del mundo En tus venas enteras En tus venas enteras Vive la historia de tu mama Y tambien de tu papa Por eso eres un Rey Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Santiago de Aztlan Santiago un pino hoy Tu sentistes opresion Por los lados del mundo Sobrevives para el vien Sobrevives con amor Sobrevives con honor Sobrevives con tu vientre Por eso eres un rey Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Santiago de Aztlan Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Santiago de Aztlan Como vives tu vida Sera tu decision Abrasa lo bueno Santiago Y escupe lo mal Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Santiago de Aztlan Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Ago, ago, ago Santiago de Aztlan |
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Dip, dive, socialize
Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip (dip), dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready Uhh, imagine Waking up, solidarity is eveident Harmony moves, time is irrelevant People, the places, the message basic From raise fists to sit-ins, resist the change Peep the scenario, to the future bro 2020 and some number a year ago People rose up, governments froze up Worldwide block party, everybody shows up Up on roof tops, ghettos and hot spots People celebratin' no more souls rot No more bloodshed over false defecit Even hip-hop gets a fuckin face-lift The latest fashion, stock market's crashin' It's saturday, time to get the party crackin' And if the time and the day is right The revolution will begin this saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip (dip), dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready (Hey, hey, hey) Futuristic, I'm killin 'em every synonym Sendin' 'em back with syllabal venom up in 'em Too terrific, epitome of a pendulum Digital rap, got animal stamina in 'em Son your soul, and backbone were the clap come from (clap) Action Jackson, matter-fact we Move you from the front to the back see Plug us up and then bump this new phat beat When it drop, stores oughtta stop on me Shop 'till ya drop, homey that's not me Rush an attack from the back on three Stop on me, shout "World Peace!"; Slide from the block, love peace, oh please! We don't need bouncers or police It's saturday night, it's nothin' better Spread the word, we comin' together So come on with me now Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip (dip), dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready (HEYYYY YOU GUYS!)x4 Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip (dip), dive, socialize Get ready for the saturday night Dip, dive, socialize Get ready |
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CORO:
Te estoy buscando Te estoy buscando, oh oh oh Te estoy buscando Te estoy buscando, oh oh oh Yo veo, y siento motivos De la dama Que me tiene en delirio Veo que sus ojos no son mios En tiempo ella me dejara No es justo, no vale, es mia Juro que nadie mas la tendra Parare, el destino Nadie mas, no no no, la tendra CORO Socorro, ayuda, auxilio Ya no aguanto estos males dichos Yo no se que paso conmigo Yo no se si mi alma sanara No paran, no calman, mis ansias Siento que mi sangre ya me quema No acabo, nuestro amor, hasta que yo diga, no no no No acabo, nuestro amor, hasta que yo diga, no no no CORO Jugaste con mi vida, con mi carino Lograste volver loco a el hombre que a ti te amaba Hasta el pobre nuevo perro que escogiste me da lastima Al pensar de esta locura No vales ni la plata que costo comprar las balas CORO No vales ni la plata, que costo comprar las balas... Eh-eh...eh-eh... No vales ni la plata, que costo comprar las balas... Eh-eh...eh-eh... No vales ni la plata, que costo comprar las balas... |
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from Ozomatli - Street Signs (2004)
Who's to blame? Who's the one who sparked the flame?
The victim who became part of the game? We deal in murder for money, sex and fame The question remains the same, who's to blame? Yo, my heart's torn as I watch my art form Give plaques and charms to writers of wack poems Divided attacks, tryin' to collapse this platform In this rap, we detach from any distraction Yes, sever the head of the evil music (Meant to divide and confuse kids) The media spoon feeds you People who need you, concede to your bluffin' Parasitic poison unfit for human consumption Why they focus on one of their crusades While most of human life is as fragile as loose eggs? Vatican, they paid for their role in the slave trade So, how can you place blame on the hate that hate made? Secret political interests hide from view You police the planet, but who protects us from you? While wars are waged over pathetic turf We elect leaders with no regard for planet earth Who's to blame? Who's the one who sparked the flame? The victim who became part of the game? We deal in murder for money, sex and fame The question remains the same, who's to blame? Big credentials rolling through my residential overplayed People then members of presidential motorcades Rollin' single file like wheels on roller blades They think we'll bow, but their welcome is overstayed I pull the cage on the grandest scale 'Cause the man who fails to plan really plans to fail For real flows, they close and do stunts 'Cause all they want is the wit of your ignorance To bury a man's sanity, can it be so simple? Today's medics, genetically grown people And where we had it pathetic Where citizens give up their civil liberties To officers of evil intent and devilish tendencies While enemies join forces To endorse this mental extortion gone corporate When will the corporate forfeit morbid acts on the helpless? Ignoring facts 'til the selfish aristocrats Who flex well in the time where sex sells Their crime rhymes melt kids' minds like soft snails Either you end up in jail or caught shells But time blinds, help kids find their thoughts well, for real The media's how they get too attached To violent images permanent like Yakuza tattoos They got shoes, relax the underwear While adult messages traumatize the younger ear Who's to blame? Who's the one who sparked the flame? The victim who became part of the game? We deal in murder for money, sex and fame The question remains the same, who's to blame? Rich rappers when you talk it, I hope you keep your topics As deep as your pockets and use logic The words kill before you have time to breathe What the ears hear & the eyes see, the mind believes While they hang you from your ankle and they take what falls Citizens of this planet deserve a wake up call He who hides knowledge controls this grand scheme In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king Who's to blame? Who's the one who sparked the flame? The victim who became part of the game? We deal in murder for money, sex and fame The question remains the same, who's to blame? |
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ozomatli
ozomatli its time for revelution Mira ya viene el sol, Ya ya ya viene el sol, Florece, Se habre, Como una bella flor. Calienta mi alma, Y borra mi dolor, Con tu luz traes la vida, Con tu calor das amor. Calienta mi alma, Y borra mi dolor, Con tu luz traes la vida, Con tu calor das amor. Ah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah!!! Como una bella flor... Ah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah!!! Como una bella flor... |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
I wonder if we'll ever find a party that lasts all night.
There's a vibe in the city I've never felt before in my life. Let's all rush and flow, make a big time aftershow party. If we're gonna get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty You offered a ride, a pleasant surprise Your whip was on point but it could'nt outshine your eyes Now I really know why we had to rush the flow darling No we gotta get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty I only want to hold your hand like darkness in the moon light And when you wrap your arms around me I know this is where we should be tonite Jabu: To feel this gotta use your soul And it just aint a party with no O-z-o's Jump back make you sweat your clothes And I bet you didn't know/ the whole band got flows Little lady go on and do your dance homeboys stand up and shout That's what I'm talkin' bout Everybody go on and tell a friend That band went and did it again CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty |
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Shake Shake Shake
So you feel you can't go on You've got nothing left to lose But there is no one left to love You got nothing left to choose You can't stop Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move on in a different way Today is another day Can't stop now today is another day You can't stop, this love Shake it, Shake it, Shake, Shake it, Shake it You can't stop, this love Can't stop now, got to keep moving We've got faith in what love can do Don't look back we're gonna make it through Can't stop now, got to keep moving You feel you got nowhere to run That there is nothing we can do You have so much left to love In the end there's always me and you You can't stop Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move on in a different way Today is another day Can't stop now today is another day You can't stop, this love Shake it, Shake it, Shake, Shake it, Shake it You can't stop, this love Can't stop now, got to keep moving We've got faith in what love can do Don't look back we're gonna make it through Can't stop now, got to keep moving Come on; front-back-middle-to top we keep it grooving No more sad songs singing the blues, we keep it movin You can't stop, Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move in a different way No more sad songs songs singing the blues, we keep it movin (Can Move) You know we don't stop, even when the wheels lock (Moving it, Moving it) And when the beat knock, people in the street rock |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
CHORUS:
City of angels! Justin: What you know about my city that's tic tac? Hustle to get stacks Fail get laughed at Even from here I hear the chit chat Grew up Miracle Mile Fairfax to tar traps, Hamilton High alumni What you know Ham and cheese supreme JB to Carthay cat LA it be the base and the catalyst Walk Crescent Heights worldwide back to strangle us Land of the saint and the land of the wicked Hollywood to Bell The manichean kick it What a duality, arid reality Devon Brown Shot Minor technicality Brad Pitt's cheatin' front page reality Stanley Miller Beatin' DA don't want to touch it But I love my city Soft yet rugged Rep LA I know the Angels will love it CHORUS: City of angels! Jabu: I let the beat talk Then I just fill in the words Its Jabulani that you're dealing with My hood is tough like its clubber lang So in the bucket I bump behind mac in the gutter lane I write raps when I feel the pain or even sorrow But you heard it before the sun will come out tomorrow,or so they say But see we're living in L.A. and what you thought was the sun, was just a flash from the k You stashing your weed in the passenger seat of the regal with the gold feet Watch your back, lil' homie got a loaded mac on Figueroa Just got a new girl His rep he's finna show her But slow down baby gangsta, you aint prepared for the truth You got him and its gonna happen to you, aint gotta live how your homie do Just work the angles The city I'm from is Los Angels Come on! CHORUS: City of angels! |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
Chorus: Hey Hey Creo, Creo Cuando Lo Veo (Repeat)
Jabu: Them cowards wasn't worth a hill of beans Flesh dies from the shock Spirit lives Heard shots in the Phillipines Aint nothing funny how this went down My homie Rob got sprayed by some kids the age of Chris Brown They pulled up on him and asked him if he gang banged Nodded no, they still shot him in the body though And you could tell he was loved from the scene of the funeral About a hundred cars, 20 limousines Caught the ones who did it Took ‘em to court, they nonchalant Hope the judge throw the book at them dorks Treating the trial like its funny business Somebody should've told them about this path Aint no money in it So now they're 25 to life What life it is But it didn't get ‘em nothing cause my brother Rob lives 25 to life What a life it is but it didn't get ‘em nothing Cause my brother Rob lives Rock on! Chorus: Hey Hey Creo,Creo Cuando lo Veo (Repeat) Justin: So you all know how the story goes People that give u junk and promise you gold Cats in your ear with the same old story I'll give you the world just leave me the glory What you know about No time to think Too many words No time to blink Don't underestimate the power of the hustle Hoodwink bamboozle or muscle I believe it when I see it and when I see it let me hold it For old times sake Politicians got this shit down pat Tricks out of they sleeve tricks out of they hat Some can even act The govenator in true lies and blue eyes as cactus jack And if you believe that Solo mentiras, eses tontito se lo cree en todo Asdru: Pero mira que lo creo, creo Cuando yo lo veo, veo Y cuando yo lo veo, veo Eso cuando yo lo creo, creo Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na... Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na... Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na, ya-na... Hey! Chorus: Hey Hey Creo Creo Cuando lo Veo (Repeat) |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
So here we go ma no need to panic
Let's take a little trip and play pool with the planets In outer space I'll feed you pomegranate Of course you can fly the spaceship its automatic "i-e, i-e" - that's what she cried when her perm got messed up because of hyper drive We don't need them other folks bones We got our own light speed, like, rrrrrrrmmm, ruh, rrrrrrrrm |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
CHORUS:
"Levantate , levantate Suelta la gallina y liberate Con Ozomatli todo puede ser Hechate a volar" GALLINA! VERSE 1: Compa, quiero medicina Que alguien se robo mi gallina Dame otra aspirina Que nada me alivia de este dolor Basta ya de esta locura Que me da pura calentura Y yo no tengo la cura Que alguien me salve de esta maldicion Pon la mano arriba Nada de tonterias Dame la mercancia Que esa gallina es mia CHORUS VERSE 2: Oye ratero canalla Quieto no te me vayas Ya se que tu eres culpable Eso no es tuyo devuelvemelo Ojo te tengo rodeado Traigo machete en la mano Arde la rabia que tengo Un paso mas y yo pierdo el control Pon la mano arriba Nada de tonterias Dame la mercancia Que esa gallina es mia CHORUS |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente
Oye compartimos mas que dividimos por que conocimos la fuerza de este fuego Quema las fronteras y tambien barreras quemalo ya ya sube la temperatura Asdru's part CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente La verdad lo que amamos con deseo en las manos vamos el cambio es ahora. Todos por las calles tomando libertades, si dicen no sube la temperatura CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente Y gritalo, y muevelo, el rebelion sube como lumbre Te lo pongo asi Sube le temperatura CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
CHORUS:
Let the good times roll, Bad times gone The suns gonna shine Rise up, get on your feet Let the good times roll Sad times gone Let the good times roll Pretty mama can't stop Magnolia's soul Justin: Dear magnolia, what's crackin'? Been a long time since I last saw your face Never forget the day out in the sticks I saw your crecsent smile in place All the way from uptown, downtown, lakeside to river Heard W don't care about them Gotta watch who you make ya friend Otherwise FEMA will come through and backstab you again Just some advice to lend Weak ties will bend Through the dark true light will win And they said that this the end But we fixin' to make them saints march on again CHORUS Jabu: Polite little hurricane, called for she came Officials knew the deal and they didn't do a thang Knew her every move Yep Katrina was her name The mayor had the whole game in the palm of his hand Hand in the pot Caught cold and oh!/ shouldv'e fixed them damn levees long time ago/ but they didn't take the chance to do it Pitty pat between the pres and the mayor Folks was dying (die) too A gang of us in the superdome We're in the heat Folks in wheelchairs feet swole, nothing to eat So to the kids and the families that lost I rhyme for, ‘nolia clap Show the world your sooooooul CHORUS Bridge: Everybody clap them hands Still steppin to the second line band Still stompin' to the zulu drum You can't stop this native son A huh huh Let the good times roll Let the good times roll pretty mama can't stop magnolias soul CHORUS |
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from Ozomatli - Don'T Mess With The Dragon (2007)
En un desierto lejos de ti me confese
Que todo lo que siempre crei mentira fue Soy hermano, soy esposo, hijo y padre. Soy guerrero much sangre derrame. CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta De esta matanza me quise escapar solo por ti En una bala mi vida alcanzo y yo perdi Fui hermano, fui esposo, hijo y padre Fui soldado y tanta sangre derrame CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta Todo pudo ser que nunca pude ver Que en querra el que gana la paz ha de perder Hoy la decision queda para ti Dejar tu propia sangre, ir a morir BRIDGE: Y tu mama que dice, Tu hermano y tu papa que dicen Tu hija, tu marido que dicen Los nietos, tu abuela...dime que te dicen Gente que dicen, Los musicos del mundo que dicen, De frente y a luchar, que dicen, Por la igualdad y los derechos Dime que te dicen CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta |
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from The Heartbreak Kid (히트브레이크 키드) by Bill Ryan [best, ost] (2007)
I wonder if we'll ever find a party that lasts all night.
There's a vibe in the city I've never felt before in my life. Let's all rush and flow, make a big time aftershow party. If we're gonna get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty You offered a ride, a pleasant surprise Your whip was on point but it could'nt outshine your eyes Now I really know why we had to rush the flow darling No we gotta get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty I only want to hold your hand like darkness in the moon light And when you wrap your arms around me I know this is where we should be tonite Jabu: To feel this gotta use your soul And it just aint a party with no O-z-o's Jump back make you sweat your clothes And I bet you didn't know/ the whole band got flows Little lady go on and do your dance homeboys stand up and shout That's what I'm talkin' bout Everybody go on and tell a friend That band went and did it again CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty |
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