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THE ROOTS--DON'T SAY NUTHIN'

[Verse 1 - Black Thought]
Yeah! That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious
Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge
Until your body sound clash
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude
Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant - foul rowdy
Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping
Keep em playing they position
Keep making the people listen what I spin
Put em out on a limb
Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen
Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend
We never listen to them
It's like trying to take a piss in the wind
My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test em
They all standing close to the edge, so don't stress em
Now who the type built to last?
It's no question, the Master!
Villain in Black wit no stets in my sound
Hitting you hard from - every direction
Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg!

[Chorus]
Yeah.....
Give it here, and don't say nuthin
Just give it here, and don't say nuthin
.....Cut the check
Give it here, and don't say nuthin
Nigga, give it here, and don't say nuthin





[Verse 2 - Black Thought]
Yeah, Illadel! Home of the original gun clappers
Out on the wrong corner your shit'll get spun backwards
You got the fool wanting the rules, enter at risk
Or your own nana'll keep a gat under the matress
Shorties running reckless from Philly to Texas
Suprising what niggas willing to do to get a neckless
Some emotions felt better left unexpressed at times
Niggas' crime record longer than a guest list
Yes, I done seen things you wouldn't believe
Seen people reach levels thought they'd never achieve
Silhouettes waiting in the wings ready to D
Thirst decise or need at least a buck to breathe
C'mon! Stick up kids, they be out to tax
Most times they be sticking you without the gats
I'll still be on the grind when it all collapse
And if it's my worst bar then I'm a take it right back nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Black Thought]
Yeah, it ain't nothin like I rush I get, in front of the band
On stage wit the planet in the palm of my hand
When a brother transform, from aynonomous man
To the force, crush whoever might of thought I was playin
I'ma flame some, sentence the shit, the cold twist to slang
Thicker than big boy baby, mom, sister pain
Beyond measure, relaxed under pressure
You see the master piece, but to me it's unperfected
Give it here Geffen Records, I'm off the handle
Cut the check, and yo it better be as heavy as anvil
Next joint comin, all bets is cancelled
Nigga black ink, red was a G finacial
We finna have the whole industry at a stand still
See me put the system on lock like can pill
So get wit them endorsements, and call reinforcements
Cause my click come a full sizeable portions

[Chorus]

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NITTY--NASTY GIRL

Do it.
Whoo, Little nasty girl
(Yo man, see that??)
Damn!

Yo Yo Yo Yo
Hey girl I like your flava
Wish I could be your neighba
Must be coffee by the way you shakin your perk-u-later
I'm the smooth operator
Hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do
Put that thing on you
Butter up yo hot potato
Gettin more dough then bakers
Rim's spinnin like I knew your break is
You got it all give me a call
I'm ballin like the Lakers
Hey ma now I won't chase ya
Sweetheart ignore them haters
Let's have some fun
Bittys' got me on the run
Come on girl get this paper

Well honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see no keys in my hands)
Could you be my nasty girl
And let me do that dirty dance witchu (If you want just give me money)
Mommy (Ooo Whee Poppi)
Shake that sexy body (Do you like what you see?)
I just wanna nasty girl
Now tell me is that nasty girl you? (I can love you long time)

I'm in the Escalade, you in the Navigator
You talkin dirty wanna serve me in the elevator
Wanna give it to me now not later
Mommy's body was a dime, can't hate her
What a brother gonna do when the bitty rolls through
Who's lookin just like Jada
We hit the elevator
Of course there's always haters
But it didn't matter yo
We were puttin on a show
Free for all your spectators
Mommy threw it like a champ (Yo wait up)
Yo i didn't even know her name (What!?)
Bitty's opened up your eyes
Haters better recognize
That Nitty got this playa

Well honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see no keys in my hands)
Could you be my nasty girl
And let me do that dirty dance witchu (If you want just give me money)
Mommy (Ooo Whee Poppi)
Shake that sexy body (Do you like what you see?)
I just wanna nasty girl
Now tell me is that nasty girl you? (I can love you long time)

I gotta pick my date up
To dinner I'ma take her
Last time we sexed I had her crawlin like an alligator
She just came from jamaica
The land of booty shaka's
Her names Candy
Give it to her nasty
Sometimes I even taste her
I'm here right now she's dressed up
Hourglass shape, long hair, makeup
Lookin downtown, she said right now "I want it now, I'm straight up"
We're standin face to face, uh
I knew right where to take her
That private room called the bathroom
Uh oh, here's comes the waiter

Well honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see no keys in my hands)
Could you be my nasty girl
And let me do that dirty dance witchu (If you want just give me money)
Mommy (Ooo Whee Poppi)
Shake that sexy body (Do you like what you see?)
I just wanna nasty girl
Now tell me is that nasty girl you? (I can love you long time)

East coast
West coast
Worldwide
North side
South side
Let's ride
Let's party all night
Nasty girls come inside

Honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see no keys in my hands)
Could you be my nasty girl
And let me do that dirty dance witchu (If you want just give me money)
Mommy (Ooo Whee Poppi)
Shake that sexy body (Do you like what you see?)
I just wanna nasty girl
Now tell me is that nasty girl you? (I can love you long time)

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ft Jadakiss, Lloyd Banks, Nate Dogg & Redman)

[Obie Trice - Intro]
Oh oh oh oh oh, Ohhh-miiiiiix (hehehehe)
Detroit nigga!

[Obie Trice - Verse 1]Ft Warren G
+Cheers+ the debut, the nigga, the voice, the career, it's all new (yup)
You Pepe LePew-ass niggas love your boo when I thugged in school (huh)
Made her resort to fuck with niggas like you (hah!)
Me, I gave her obstcale courses
Bust nuts up in that ass, yeah, lots of abortions
You, took it out of proportion
Made the bitch wifey, when you should be plottin divorcin
I put it through the ring, had her wallet and horse, when
You, bought rings, had her hiding out in Nordstrom (whoo!)
A culture, help a playa apart {whistle}
Catch these bars, you know I play her like a sport (hah!)
Obie is never that nigga paying for that loft
Payin' the cause for another man to floss (nah!)
I'd rather have my hands on the grands of course
So the plan is creepin' up on your man, pushing The Porsche (what!)

[Chorus - Nate Dogg] (Obie Trice) {Redman}
Thick thighs but she full of surprises
I swear this bitch is +Shady+ (that's what I know)
Sex on her mind all the time
And you think that, that's your baby (you don't know)
You a good guy that's living a lie
But she dove and played your safety (Detroit!) (that's what I know)
If you cool and she satisfied {I know +Dat bitch+}
How come that bitch just paged me? (you don't know)

[Redman - Verse 2]
Ey yo, Obie Trice, I know the same bitch (the same bitch)
The bitch with the ear-ring and the clit (+Dat Bitch+?)
I got photos with her buttnaked
with Manolo's and a pair of handcuffs on her hip (ey yo)
She love coke, doin' lines off my CD (sniff sniff)
She in the bottles like +I Dream Of Genie+
She got a G.E.D. from nightschool
That stands for "Gettin' errbody Dolla", greeeedy!
I first met her at Magic City, she was gettin' lapdances, and grabbin' titties
When the stripper ain't lookin', she grabbed her $50
Ride out the bitch thong, when the song is on
I'm like: +Dat Bitch+ ain't shit!
She'll put the gun to your balls while swallowing your "kids"
Before you know it, you got robbed
By four fat chicks that kicked in your door while you was tired
That's the game +Dat Bitch+ is playin'
Watch her back while they walkin' your way
You know her, long hair brown skin
Pussy be whippin' niggaz like Lady Heroine
You try to get her drunk, she slipped two of "Mickey's"
Now you the next date-rape victim on +Ricky+
Bitch fuck with D, I have her leg +hangin' out the trunk+ like the
+Marshall Mathers LP+ (yup!)

[Chorus - Nate Dogg]

[Lloyd Banks - Verse 3]
Yeah, Lloyd Banks'll never trust a hoe (no)
They'll get you +Set Up+ fast, +puttin' your hands in the air+ like
Busta's show (yeah)
I got the fame, name, plus the dough
Between your legs and your chin is a few places my nuts'll go (hoe!) (hah!)
I'm stubborn in the worst way, so I don't follow up if I don't get the
p*ssy the first day (yeah)
Hey, slow down boo, is that a G-Unit party ?
My n*ggaz pattin' the hoes down too (yeah)
They're hungry and they're plannin' to profit
So I get all my hoodrat head with my hand outta my pocket (whoo!)
They scheme, but the cannon'll stop it
Thinkin' I'm offpoint cuz I blew about a grand on a chocolate
And even if I'm loose off the liqour (liquor)
I'm reachin', besides everything's bulletproof but my zipper (ziiip! - Obie)
I don't even put my drink down, watch the bitch on your arm
She probably goin' through your mink now (Lloyd Banks nigga! - Obie)

[Chorus - Nate Dogg]

[Jadakiss - Verse 4]
Uh, Yeah, Uh
Yo, if you say "Kiss is the best", you're not hypothetically speakin'
Beyond doubt, I bet he be leakin' (D-Block!)
And I'm in the zone right now, I think I'm 'bout to finish up my album
by the rest of the weekend (let's go)
It's a dirty game, and rule number one (whoo)
you never spend clean money on a dirty damè (yeah)
B*tches pointing like "Oh, he Kiss!" (uh-huh)
Once they get a whip for the purple kush and a OG Crip
Got a hazespot with dubs and a whole D strip
I get it for cheap, the 'ricans throw me shit
My n*gga listen, it's enough of 'em (uhh)
So you don't gotta be runnin' around here all crazy, lovin' 'em and
coughin' 'em (New York)
Just don't add up, (naw)
she just wanna get her hair and nails done, and tear Fifth Ave up (yeah)
She might cop female 'Gators (huh)
Bad thing's the homie gonna spend her like Spreewells later
Now everything is messed up (yeah)
You wanna deck him, then deck her
Should have only used her from the neck up (whoo)
Instead of taking her to shop's
Take her scandalous ass to +The Doc+, make her get a check up
Not for nothing, you should just stand down
Cuz before long, there's gonna be a man down (uh-huh)
But naww, you gave her the world
She gave you her ass and then to Kiss
And she still your favorite girl, damn!

[Chorus - Nate Dogg]

[Obie Trice - Outro]
Detroit!
Hahahaha, yeah
213!
Westcoast Connection with Detroit
Detroit Connection, with New York
You can't stop Obie Trice right now. What?
New nigga, new voice, new career, hehe, motherf*cker!
Whatchu know about it.
Nate Dogg my nigga
WarrenG, my nigga
Jadakiss my nigga
Lloyd Banks my nigga
hehehe, yeah
Yeah, and I'ma boost "Mo'bo" with my nigga Reggie Noble nigga
Whachu know about it?

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andy y lucas--son de amores


Perdona si pregunto
Por como te encuentras
Pero me han comentado
Que te han visto sola
Llorando por las calles
En altas horas
Ay como las locas, loca, loca
Comentan que tu nio
A ti te ha dejado
Que no existe consuelo
Para tanto llanto
Que slo una amiga
Est a tu lado
No llores ms nia, nia, nia
Son de amores, amores que matan
Amores que ren, amores que lloran
Amores que amargan
Son de amores, amores que engaan
Amores que agobian, amores que juegan
Amores que faltan
Deja de llorar
Y piensa que algn da un nio te dar
Toda una familia, eso y mucho ms
Porque t no ests loca, loca, loca
Deja de llorar
Y scate esas lagrimillas de cristal
Que el tiempo volver seguro a rescatar
Toda esa fantasa, fantasa
Comentan que ya
No te pones esa ropa
Que te favoreca
Y te haca tan mona
Y que esas ilusiones que tenas
Anges se las trag la luna, luna, luna
Crees que eres la sombra de tu propia sombra
Crees que eres la lluvia que chispea y agobia
Piensas que t vales ms que esta historia
Y no te veas sola, sola, sola
Y en tu corazn no hay calor ni fro
Es como un dolor o un escalofro
Y hasta tu propia alma crees Que es tu enemigo
Y eso que vive contigo

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"Violently Happy"

since i met you
this small town hasn't got room
for my big feelings

violently happy
'cause i love you

violently happy
but you're not here

violently happy
come calm me down
before i get into trouble

i tip-toe down to the shore
stand by the ocean
make it roar at me
and i roar back

violently happy
'cause i love you

violently happy
but you're not here

violently happy
overemotional

violently happy
i'll get into trouble
real soon
if you don't get here
baby

violently happy
'cause i love you

violently happy
i'm aiming too high

violently happy
it will get me into trouble
violently happy
i'm driving my car
too fast
with ecstatic music on

violently happy
i'm getting too drunk

violently happy
i'm daring people
to jump off roofs with me

only you
can calm me down
i'm aiming too high

soothe me

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Artist : Daniel Bedingfield

Title : If You're Not The One

Genre : Modern Rock



If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘ Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I

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Ishte viti 1956 kur veprat e Leonard Cohen dolën në qarkullim duke shënuar transformimin e tij nga një i sapodiplomuar në Universitetin McGill, në një shkrimtar premtues. Në atë kohë gjenerali Ajzenhauer kishte filluar afatin e tij të fundit presidencial, ndërsa fryma e protestës po gatitej me kujdes nga Brezi Beat. Megjithëse Cohen ishte në thelb një fëmijë i pesëdhjetës, ai shpesh klasifikohet në figurat e viteve gjashtëdhjetë, ku poeti këngëtar/këngëshkrues bëhet një lloj i ri idhulli.

Leonard Cohen u lind në Montreal në vitin 1934, si i biri i një cifti cifutësh të shtresës së mesme. Ai studjoi Letërsi Angleze në Universitetin McGill në Kolumbia ku dhe zbuloi dhuntitë e tij poetike duke u shquar përmbi gjithë studentët e tjerë. Libri i tij i parë ishte me poezi dhe titullohej: “Le të krahasojmë Mitologjitë”, dhe pati shumë sukses, sidomos nga kritika.

Në fillim të viteve 60-të ai publikon një Antologji që përbën një arritje me vlera historike sepse përmban disa nga poemat që më pas do të bëheshin këngë: Suzzane, Teachers, Master Song, Avalanche dhe Fingerprints. Shkëndija e parë për të shkruajtur këngë i erdhi nga Judy Collins – amerikanja e cila bashkë me Joan Baez dhe Bob Dylan udhëhoqën rilindjen e muzikës folk dhe prezantimin e saj për publikun e gjerë. Cohen ishte frymëzuar për të shkruajtur këngë nga interpretimi i Judy Collins dhe ishte kjo e fundit që promovoi talentin e tij në vitet në vazhdim. Ishte Collins që organizoi koncertin e parë të Leonard Cohen në New York në vitin 1967. Kjo shfaqje e parë pasoi nga disa koncerte të tjera në New Port bashkë me Joan Baez, pikërisht aty ku Bob Dylan kishtë debutuar me sukses në vitin 1963.

Më në fund më 1968 Cohen nxjerr një album: “Këngët e Leonard Cohen”, dhe mund të thuhet se një kult i ri romantiko-idealist kishte lindur. Albumi kishte disa nga këngët e tij më të njohura të cilat shquheshin për një atmosferë hipnotike ose sic thuhej në atë kohë: “dukej sikur Cohen ndodhej me ty në dhomë më atë zërin paksa të ndrojtur si për të të larguar me dorë vetminë”. Pas Bob Dylan-it me imazhin e poetit-këngëtar dhe këngëshkrues, që parapriu shfaqjen e disa artistëve të ngjashëm, audienca dhe kritika mësoi se ishte e mundur të bëheshe rock star i suksesshëm duke qenë dhe poet i mirëfilltë. Vetë Cohen thoshte: “Gjithmonë jam ndjerë si muzikant dhe kjo ndjesi ishte shumë pranë me lirikat e shkruara që më tej i këndoja. Në të vërtetë ato jane thuajse e njëjta gjë për mua. Këngët tregimtare, shprehitë lirike shtegtojnë lirisht nga muzika tek fletët dhe anasjelltas”. Këngët më të mira të albumit si: Dress Rehearsal Rag, Joan Of Arc, dhe Famous Blue Raincoat shquhen për fraza elegante të mbarsura me ankth - një objektivitet të shkëputur nga realiteti, dhe një lloj tërheqje e brendshme.

Në vitin 1974 del në dritë një album tjetër i tij i titulluar: New Skin For the Old Ceremony, ku Cohen priret për nga muzika e llojit më argëtues e një rock-u të butë, të plotë në tinguj, lirika therësë e që shpesh bëhen sarkastike.

Ti ishe gruaja e ndjeshme
Unë isha i përndershmi Frojd,
Ti ishe orgazma me dorë
Unë isha poetuc i ndyrë.

Viti 1977 e gjeti Leonard Cohen duke regjistruar në studio albumin Death Of a Ladies Man me legjendarin Phil Sector. Më 1979 del albumi tjetër Recent Songs që ishte një rikthim te shpirti i krijimeve të para, megjithëse muzika kishte arritur nivele të larta sofistikimi. Lirikat romantike të ndërthurura me imazhe simbolike shpesh të nxitnin për të hyrë në zona të reflektimeve alegorike ku përziheshin seksi me religjionin. Në zërin hundor të Cohen ndihen bashkë të gjitha: melankoli, pesimizëm, ironi dhe një nuance absurdi shoqëron frazat e dykuptimta.

Në këtë kohë Cohen kishte krijuar figurën e tij të një poeti intelektual që punonte më shumë në skenë se sa në letër, duke shkrirë bashkë poezinë dhe muzikën sipas një formule të cilën e zotëronte vetëm ai. Lirikat e tij janë të zgjedhura me përpikmëri linguistike që rridhte edhe nga shkollimi i tij akademik. Cohen solli në muzikën rock një vetëdije për temat klasike dhe formale të disiplinës së poezisë. Lirikat e tij frymëzohen nga gjuha e përditshme dhe më tej pasurohen me vegime dhe metafora të menduara hollë. Zëri i Cohen, megjithëse në pamje të parë duket monoton, është një nga tingujt që buron së brendshmi dhe të pushton qenjen me një butësi të pashpjegueshme.

Cohen lindi pothuaj një dekadë më parë se The Beatles apo The Rolling Stones dhe një vit më parë se Elvis Presley. Ai nisi të këndontë apo të incizonte muzikë pasi kishte mbushur të tridhjetat dhe pasi kishte botuar disa libra. Si poet dhe novelist ai e kalon Bob Dylan-in, por në cilësitë e zërit dhe në interpretim Dylan është më apelues dhe më i sigurtë.

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Manog con La Rodine...i absolutely LOVE this song!



Ti vorrei, ti vorrei, come sempre ti vorrei
notte far�_, mi penserai
ma tu che ne sai dei sogni
quelli son miei non li vendo

Che ne sai, che ne sai, chiss�_ che mi scriverai
forse un addio o forse no
ma tu che ne sai dei sogni
...

nonostante tu sia la mia rondine andata via
sei il mio volo a met�_
sei il mio passo nel vuoto

dove sei dove sei
dove sei dove sei dove sei
unico amore che rivivrei.

sai di vento del nord
sai di buono ma non di noi
stessa luna a met�_
sei nel cielo sbagliato.

Non lo so, non lo so
quanto tempo ammazzerò
mio libro mio
non ti leggerò

baciandoti sulla bocca
lo scriverò un'altra volta.

nonostante tu sia la mia rondine andata via
sei il mio volo a met�_
sei il mio passo nel vuoto

dove sei dove sei
dove sei dove sei dove sei
unico amore che rivivrei.

sai di vento del nord
sai di buono ma non di noi
stessa luna a met�_
sei nel cielo sbagliato.

nonostante tu sia la mia rondine andata via
stessa luna a met�_
sei nel cielo sbagliato.

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kur e ndegjon ne nje qetesi te plote kete kenge me te vertete qe fjalet te bejne jehone dhe mund tia besh vetes te gjitha pyetjet qe ka si dhe kupton qe pergjigja eshte diku...thjesht duhet te qendrosh nje moment dhe te arsyetosh

Enya
Only Time
Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows, only time?
And who can say if your love grows,
As your hearth chose, only time?

Who can say why your heart sights,
As your live flies, only time?
And who can say why your heart cries
when your love lies, only time?

Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be ,in your heart?
and who can say when the day sleeps,
and the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart.....

Who can say if your love groves,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Who knows? Only time
Who knows? Only time

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