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Up Middle Finger (Oxide & Neutrino)

(Up middle finger
I show dem)
Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis
Bound 4 da reload
They wanna talk to Neutrino,
No no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no
Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis bound
4 da reload
They wanna talk to Oxide
No, no no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no

The garage scene well
It's really **ed up
Certain guys can't,
Won't keep their mouths shut
All they do is talk about we
Something about
We're novelty cheesy
Smelling your top lip
Stop the jealousy
What, 'cause
We didn't start from 1983
Oh, I was in my nappy
Did I mention we're only 18?
Carnival '99 DJs
Put up a list telling
Other DJs not to play this
But when I asked
A certain DJ why
He gave me a
Sh*t of a reply
Later a bitch said to me
We'll never make it
With Casualty
Ha ha ha, he he he
Now the silly bitch
Wants to try and hire we

Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis
Bound 4 da reload
They wanna talk to Neutrino,
No no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no
Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis
Bound 4 da reload
They wanna talk to Oxide
No, no no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no

Certain guys can't
Face the fact of
What we've done
Sold over a quarter
Of a million Casualty went
Straight into No 1
And they still wanna cuss come on
Oh yeah about the Casualty theme
Well no one controls the scene
So you do what you want
And you do what like
And you do what you please

Yeah, guys want to
Cuss our tunes,
Say it's shit
Think other people don't like it
But boy we don't care
And we got something for you
This is DJ Oxide playing in
Front of about a
Hundred thousand people
Listen to this

When I say you say
We say they say
Make some noise
When I say you say
We say they say
Make some noise
When I say you say
We say they say
Make some noise
When I say you say
We say they say
Make some noise

Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis
Bound 4 da reload
They wanna talk to Neutrino,
No no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no
Didn't wanna back we
Now they beg friend
Up middle finger
I show them
Back in the day,
They didn't wanna know
They wanna dis
Bound 4 da reload
They wanna talk to Oxide
No, no no no
They wanna dis so solid so,
No no no

Hey that was
Oxide and Neutrino
(submited by SeVeN Ltd.)

Alphabetic Soup (Masta Ace)

Womans Voice:

Lets sing and learn about the letters of the alphabet

Masta Ace:

A son, how you B?
"Aiyo I'm chillin"
and I C you D to go out, and make a killin', but where E?
"F that nigga he making G's on tour with H-Town doing shows overseas"
yeah I heard he DJ'd but stop hatin' OK? (I ain't hatin')
Smoke your L and chill the ** out, I found a way to get paid
you know how I M, we gonna be N
cuz my cousin Tyriq said, to meet him about ten
"Now that's that shit that I'm talking about
so yo let me just take this leak and then we out"
O now you gotta P, well hurry up it's quarter to
and I just got this beep from son, and that's the Q
R you ready? Hurry, I'll be in the S-10, Blazer
out front, he blowing up my pager
"Aiyo I hope this nigga's about getting cash
cuz mom's is about to evict my broke ass"
Chill, my cousin's like the 2001 Mr. T
rock mad ice and platinum, watch you gonna see
He pushin a 600, with color TV in the visor
and got more gadgets, than McGuiver (ooh)
we gonna make dough on the W ain't seen
in your lifetime or my lifetime yo mad cream
oh shit, you seen that car that drove by? (yeah)
well that was his X-hoe Lisa, and that was Y
he told us to drive through the hood and if we caught her
take back that 300-Z that he just bought her...so what's up
"Nigga I don't give a **, whatever we gotta do
we can take the bitch car, the money and jewels too
make this u-turn, we'll catch her at the light
and get right, off of this quick jooks tonight
I don't give a **"

Ghetto Like (Masta Ace)

(Masta Ace)
its tha bass
in yo face

Yo yo yo
YEAH!!!
1,2 1,2 uh thousand
M.A, uh it dont stop uh
it dont stop uh
yeah another one nigga wat!
Another one

[Verse 1]
M.A, I ride these tracks wit no pedels
and hold medels, since I was born i've been so ghetto
I grew up in the projects called Howitt
and if you ran from a fight, you was a coward, and got devoured
Since then, aint much change as far as I go
Accept that, I dont eat pork and I do Tybo
Still ghetto like old sneakers an new strings
or a little baby with a chain, and a few rings
I'm ghetto like a Lucy Newport
I'm ghetto like smokin' weed, drivin' through Oakland pumpin' Too $hort
A long with a few quatres, and a six-pack of St.I'z
Tha same guyz that always get high, off what you bought
I'm ghetto like turning your channels with a pair of pylers
Alotta cats claim that they ghetto, but they're liars
It's plain to see, I'm so ghetto as I claim to be
whos got as much ghetto game as me, Nobody!!

[Hook]
I'm Ghetto like...10 carrot gold rings and chains
I'm Ghetto like...Pitty pat and space games
I'm Ghetto like...Mail boxes with 5 names
I'm Ghetto like...you
Yes I'm Ghetto like...you
I'm Ghetto like...rockin a skully in mid-summer
I'm Ghetto like...A-track tapes of Stevie Wonder
I'm Ghetto like...4 tv's up in the hummer
I'm Ghetto like...you
when I'm Ghetto like...you

[Verse 2]
Every night on my block police question the theifs
I'm ghetto like finding a bottle, and catchin bees
I'm ghetto like rockin do-rag in a new jag
with NO licence and NO registration,NO hesatation
I'm ghetto like 4 chicken wings and french fries
and still wanna freestyle on the bench with the guyz
I'm ghetto like red kool-aid with madd sugar
I'm ghetto like my 3 niggas Smurf,Poonchy and Boogar
I still go back on the block to see friends
and ghetto like a benz with a spare, and 3 rims
I'm ghetto like medicade, I went to school in the ghetto and I still gotta better grade
there's a whole lotta chedder made, people are soo broke
I'm ghetto like taking a shower with no soap
An from the heart this the way it gotta be
You can take me outta it, but cant take it outta me
Hear me out

[Hook]
I'm Ghetto like...10 carrot gold rings and chains
I'm Ghetto like...Pitty pat and space games
I'm Ghetto like...Mail boxes with 5 names
I'm Ghetto like...you
and I'm Ghetto like...you
I'm Ghetto like...rockin a skully in mid-summer
I'm Ghetto like...A-track tapes of Stevie Wonder
I'm Ghetto like...4 tv's up in the hummer
I'm Ghetto like...you
yes I'm Ghetto like...you

[Verse 3]
I'm ghetto like a big blonde weieve and some lee press-ons
and ruker park with high heels and a new dress on
I'm ghetto like them chicks that hate kobe's white feonsay
I wanna try to fight her, Brandy and Bionsay
I'm ghetto like them bitches who boost minx and a griddle
YO! I'm more ghetto than a crab end on merdole
I'm ghetto like goin' to the grammys in a Va'lore
try the dress, than the next day taking it back to the store
including the shoes you wore, with the bottom taped up
so you could dance all night without getting the bottom scraped up
I'm ghetto like going food shopping at house slippers and pink rollers
pushing 2 babies in 1 stroller
Can a rapper tell you he more ghetto than me
M.A theres nothing in the world that I would rather be
Then Ghetto *echos*
Yeah! Soooo Ghetto


[Hook]
I'm Ghetto like...10 carrot gold rings and chains
I'm Ghetto like...Pitty pat and space games
I'm Ghetto like...Mail boxes with 5 names
I'm Ghetto like...you
and I'm Ghetto like...you
I'm Ghetto like...rockin a skully in mid-summer
I'm Ghetto like...A-track tapes of Stevie Wonder
I'm Ghetto like...4 tv's up in the hummer
I'm Ghetto like...you
and I'm Ghetto like...you
Im Ghetto like...

[Masta Ace]
Yeah, M.A
send this one to all my niggas from b.k
Brownsville, Howitt houses
Yeah, Saukrates Saukrates
Ha, all my niggas from 78,88
filthy rich, damingo
huh Dj Rob
it dont stop.

If Ya Wanna Dance (Nobody's Angel)

Buckle up baby, cause here we come

Chorus:
Hey if you wanna dance
Get your body on the floor witcha hot pants
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance
Oooh show me watcha gonna do
Show me how you move when the music hits you
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance

Verse 1:
DJ is playing my song
Been waiting all night long
To get my groove on (all night long)
All ya'll standing on the wall
This is the last call
So get your ___ out on the floor

Chorus:
Hey if you wanna dance
Get your body on the floor witcha hot pants
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance
Oooh show me watcha gonna do
Show me how you move when the music hits you
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance

Verse 2:
It's Friday, gone dance till Saturday
I don't care what you say
Gonna dance, let's party till the break of dawn
Ballers, hustlers and players
Why don't you join us
Like I said before, get your Eeesh out on the floor

Chorus:
Hey if you wanna dance
Get your body on the floor witcha hot pants
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance
Oooh show me watcha gonna do
Show me how you move when the music hits you
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance

Verse 3:
Baby let's party till our bodies can't take no more
Come on lets dance till the beat just takes control
Need to release all the pressure so let go

Bridge:
If you wanna dance, come on and get down, get down
Get down on it

Chorus:
Hey if you wanna dance
Get your body on the floor witcha hot pants
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance
Oooh show me watcha gonna do
Show me how you move when the music hits you
If you really wanna dance, hey, come on
If you wanna dance, if you really wanna dance

Kit (What's the Scoop?) (Slick Rick)

Kit, where you goin'?
Sorry, Michael, it's Rick the Ruler, I have to go

Lights, camera, action, you're on,
Get old Ricky D, what's wrong?
The crowd's gone,
So help me out Kit cause this thief has to be caught,
Radio the chief of police, get a report,
Chief of police said "Well, I'm sorry Ricky D cause I really can't
help,"
Ahh drats I think I'll take a long walk,
Kit put your scan on all these rappers in New York,
"But Michael's callin' me Rick, I got to go,
If I get a word you'll definetly be the first to know,"
Well on that night I felt really up tight,
Hello?, "Rick, it's Vance Wright,
Throw on your clothes, I found 'em, they're down town,"
Word?, "Someone's havin' a concert and they're using your crown,"
What?, you sure its mine?
"Yo Rick, I know the shape of it,"
You know your scratchers?, "Yeah, plus I got tape of it,"
Get over my house quick, ride your motorcycle,
Kit, Ricky Rick, pick up, forget old Michael,
Well here came the DJ, trick to say the least,
"Yo let me hear the tape," it's a complete masterpiece,
Y'all figure this kinda is, but this I bound to overtake,
I heard a (honk honk), that's Kit, so lets pray,
Here go my rap Kit,
Analyze a hit, so Kit what's the scoop?
"Slick Rick, this one is it"

Well my tummy was growlin while I'se chillin in my seat,
We stopped by McDonald's so I could somethin' to eat,
Skipped the line, the crowd started to break,
Hey yo, let me get a Big Mac and a strawberry shake,
Someone snatched me by my neck I thought I must be dead,
Injected me with somethin', threw a bag over my head,
I felt real weak, word, I couldn't even stand,
I fell, next thing I'se being thrust inside a van,
Unconscious, who could be this shady?,
When I awoke I was in a room with this lady,
"So your the boss, Rick Rick with all the clout?",
Uh-huh know why'm I tied up and what's this all about?,
And this she left the room this was my one chance for hope,
I used my watch lighter to burn away the rope,
Then I's free, I's free, an alarm was alerted,
I made a flying leap through the window and it hurted,
Someone threw a knife, who could be this trife,
Then I ran and I ran cause I's petro (petrified) for my life,
Stranded and raw I saw a phone not far,
I radioed in to my supadelic car,
Yo, what's with the concert, am I still in it to win it?,
"Yes I'm in Manhattan and I'll be there in a minute,
And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit, hey Rick,"
What's the scoop?,
"Oh man, this one is it!"

Tight tight security, man, there was a (?),
Came in with some candles and bum rushed the office,
Grabbed up the one who liked to front and pretend,
No, I don't know who it is, some brother lookin' like a hen,
"Let me go, let me go, please," you must be dusted,
Hand cuffed this brother cause the thief could not be trusted,
Grabbed up my money and my crown that's how I dissed 'em,
I went on the mike, and DJ, man, I'm on the system,
I warmed up the techniques to show he ain't soft,
The crowd was up and this is how it started off,
(Who, who, who is the top choice of them all?)
Yo Vance, cut, thanks a lot, who wanna die?,
We up top, somewhat, forget me not,
Class that I have won't last,
Soon as I blast, from out the past, dash fast, and hear a last,
Vance Wright, no man can bring you this,
And Ricky Rick, clean shot, cause I'm the king of this

Il Giorno Di Dolore Che Uno Ha (Ligabue)

Quando tutte le parole sai che non ti servon più
quando sudi il tuo coraggio per non startene laggiù
quando tiri in mezzo Dio o il destino o chissà che
che nessuno se lo spiega perché sia successo a te
quando tira un pò di vento che ci si rialza un pò
e la vita è un pò più forte del tuo dirle "grazie no"
quando sembra tutto fermo la tua ruota girerà.

Sopra il giorno di dolore che uno ha.
Tu tu tu tu tu tu...

Quando indietro non si torna quando l'hai capito che
che la vita non è giusta come la vorresti te
quando farsi una ragione vora dire vivere
te l'han detto tutti quanti che per loro è facile
quando batte un pò di sole dove ci contavi un pò
e la vita è un pò più forte del tuo dirle "ancora no"
quando la ferita brucia la tua pelle si farà.

Sopra il giorno di dolore che uno ha.
Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu...

Quando il cuore senza un pezzo il suo ritmo prenderà
quando l'aria che fa il giro i tuoi polmoni beccherà
quando questa merda intorno sempre merda resterà
riconoscerai l'odore perché questa è la realtà
quando la tua sveglia suona e tu ti chiederai che or'è
che la vita è sempre forte molto più che facile
quando sposti appena il piede lì il tuo tempo crescerà

Soprail giorno di dolore che uno ha
Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu...

La Valigia (Piotta Featuring Turi)

PIOTTA
Dalle terre più calde, persi nella nebbia
fino a dove il mare, ritorna ad esser sabbia
dalla Calabria andare, fino a Nuova York
puntando con coraggio, sulla propria sorte
all'arrembaggio di storie, in bassa frequenza
con l'alta marea, è pronta la partenza
fatiscienza, in valigie come cartoni
bella speranza, in un fardello di emozioni
dalla campagna alla città, cambia lo sfondo
da nord a sud, ovunque, in capo al mondo
storie rompo poi, altre ne compongo
anche lontano errando, le origini mantengo
date oro a Roma, dalle Puglie fino a Milano
una vita degna, del nome che gli diamo
io guardo lontano, spero arrivi il buongiorno
amore aspetta ancora, ora ti giuro che ritorno.

CORO
Ho negli occhi mille sogni di una grande città
from city to city
Ho negli occhi mille sogni di una grande città
from city to city

TURI
E' salito su quel treno, ingenuo
pochi soldi in tasca, tanti sogni in testa
dove va mistero, inizia un'avventura
coperto di paura, inizia e non finisce
dal finestrino il sole muore l'angoscia nasce
un nuovo paese, per un giovane spaesato
strade ormai divise, presente e non passato
non vuole ma scorda, realtà bastarda vita ingorda
non ricorda, prende in parola la tua scelta
l'appuntamento, col cambiamento non si disdice
non trova pace, l'uomo, con le valigie
un accento strano, tra mille accenti strani
un uomo con una storia, valori forti tra le mani
dall'Italia, fino in Germania, Nuova York
Francia, se lava piatti forse mangia
per ora niente mancia, non c'é colore trama grigia
e intanto cresce polvere, sopra la valigia.

CORO

PIOTTA
Dall'Italia all'Australia, fino al Canadà
chi troverà il successo, poi non ritornerà
campioni di umiltà. tra fame e dignità
qualcuno che è salpato, nemmeno arriverà ma. . .
chi fugge perché è in minoranza, chi è affamato
c'è chi è partito ed è tornato, non è cambiato
ma ha mille racconti, strani in testa
intrattiene i compaesani, il giorno della festa
resta, un senso di sconfitta comunque vada
tu sei cresciuto, sopra un'altra strada
altra corsa, altro giro ma che cosa cambia
dal Ruanda all'Uganda la Nigeria o lo Zambia?

TURI
Adesso vive, anche senza sole
ma se la passa bene, adesso qualcun altro a lui qualcosa chiede
non aveva niente, adesso ha
tu possedevi tutto e tutto hai perso s'è fatto furbo il paisà
toni ha i clienti, e lascia mance da venti
dollari o marchi contali, contanti
affari, storie personali nel duemila
ricorda questo compare, ricorda la sua trafila
una sequela, che sa di vero
parenti sparsi per il mondo, chissà sotto quale cielo
lontani, strictly businessi paesani
con la valigia in mano, ma piena di regali

CORO

0-0-0 (Steppeulvene)

Hallo! Drej 0-0-0 for hjælp!
Det brænder på min kvist i hovedgaden
Og vi er ikke særligt skæppeglade
Undskyld at jeg hakker sådan i'ed
Det skyldes al min frygt for politiet
Trappen brænder
Hanen render
Hr. major - hvis De tror der er en chance
Så send en sprøjte og en ambulance

Den gamle dame ovenpå har taget gas
Djævelen har stemplet i hendes pas
Undskyld hvis jeg er lidt bleg i løden
Det skyldes ik' kun stor respekt for døden
Luften stinker
Stoplyset blinker
Hr. doktor hvis De tror der er en chance
Så send en rustvogn og en ambulance

Min pige ligger her på niende måned
Og i den elvte time er hun dånet
Undskyld hvis jeg er en smule pivet
Det skyldes stor forundring over livet
Sengen knager
Rådhuset flager
Fru jordemor hvis De tror der er en chance
Så send en klapvogn og en ambulance

Hallo! Drej 0-0-0 for hjælp!
En biskop brænder bål i byens gader
Af flere vognlæs Peter Belli-plader
Undskyld hvis jeg lyder tem'lig bitter
Det skyldes at jeg elsker mr. Peter
Rødderne prygler
Menigheden hyler
Hr. pastor hvis De tror der er en chance
Så send den blå vogn og en ambulance

Jeg står på TV-mastens sidste trin
Med min kængurustylte og et svedigt grin
Undskyld hvis jeg er højt oppe
Det skyldes at jeg elsker dybt at hoppe
Publikum gyser
Skyerne nyser
Metrolog hvis De tror der er en chance
Så send en go-kart og en ambulance

La Madonnina (Patent Ochsner)

la canzone del motorino
e l’odore del mercato
il sudore del contadino
bei bambini che l’amore ha fatto !
l’aglio, l’olio
la consitenza del brasato
lo spirito di vino
e il sappore del gelato !
dio mio, come faccio
a tornare a casa lassù
come posso aver assaggiato
tutte quelle belle cose
che m’hai fatto vedere tu !
in italia non vado più !
guarda che allegria
allegria su tutte le faccie
allegria in tutte le case
e allegria in tutte le piazze !
quando ridono sono belle
il giorno intero sono belle
guarda di notte come sono belle
quando ballano le tarantelle !
dio mio, come faccio
a tornare a casa lassù
mai potrei dimenticare
quella seconda gioventù
e tutte quelle belle cose
che m’hai detto tu !
in italia non vengo più !

Yal (Chencha Y Rebula Featuring Gringo)

(Ahhh!)
Yal!
En la disco...
("The Score"!)
Contigo quiero guayar
("The Score"!)
Contigo quiero perriar

Yal, yal
Yo quiero perriar
Yal, yo quiero guayar
Contigo en la disco toda la noche
Yal, yal
Yo quiero perriar
Yal, yo quiero guayar
Contigo en la disco toda la noche
Buscala
Excitala
Pegala, y tocala
Que lo que quiere es guayar
Que lo que quiere es perriar
Buscala
Excitala
Pegala, y tocala
Que lo que quiere es guayar
Que lo que quiere es perriar

Eon el dembow en "The Score" los mato yo
Me gusta mas, mami, cuando te sueltas el pelo
Dale, perrea, nena, duro hasta bajo
(Es Gringo aooyando mi corillo!)
Illegal Life sigue creciendo junto a New Records
Prende un blunt que esta noche no robamos el show
Rebula con Chencha tiene un vacilon
(Te lo dije, papi, que esto esta cabron!)

Yal, yal
Yo quiero perriar
Yal, yo quiero guayar
Contigo en la disco toda la noche
Yal, yal
Yo quiero perriar
Yal, yo quiero guayar
Contigo en la disco toda la noche
Buscala
Excitala
Pegala, y tocala
Que lo que quiere es guayar
Que lo que quiere es perriar
Buscala
Excitala
Pegala, y tocala
Que lo que quiere es guayar
Que lo que quiere es perriar

'tate quieta, nena
Te pones desespera
'tas buscando, nena
Que te de candela
Tranquila, mami, que lo tuyo llega
Pero en la cama tienes que ser una fiera
Muerdeme, aru??
Y si te esmeras
Pasaras conmigo la noche entera
Y tus amigas de celos se llenan
De la forma que te trato
No la tratan a ella
(Tu y yo en una noche de pasion!)
(Vamonos para mi habitacion!)
[Rebula haciendote el amor!]
Y Chencha llenadote de sudor
La, la, la, la, la...
La, la, la, la...

"The Score"!
Tazmania!
DJ David!
Gringo !
Chencha!!
Rebula!
(Y les estamos brincando la cuica!)
(Illegal Life Records junto a New Records!)


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