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Ecouter Lucky Dube and the Slaves - Usizi


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Witchmaster (Barathrum)

His witch immortal
black blood in his veins
clever mind, dark knowledge
made him strong
he's witchmaster

He has lots of enemies
those damned slaves
tools of slavemorality
who hate individualism
He has power of witchcraft
spells and rites of hexxcraft
black magick and okkultism
He is witchmaster

Witch blood is black
as black as their magick

Kings Made Of Steel (Axxis)

We were forced to work
Forced to obey
We were dependent in every way
Oh yes, we've produced
And they've cashed in
So they've improved us
They always win
And our might grows day by day
Yes, forever we'll stay

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

They've built us to kill
We kill them all
Built us to rule
Rule over all

Now we're the masters
They are the slaves
They've dug their own
Their own graves
And our might grows day by day
Yes, forever we'll stay

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

Kings made of steel
Drag humans to their graves
Kings made of steel
Change masters into slaves
Kings made of steel
Take the world with fear and fright
We pay for our way into hell

Kings made of steel
Hold the world in their hands
Something that we couldn't foresee
Kings made of steel
Have taken their chance
Humans are praying for mercy

Resurrection (HIM)

There was a time
When I could breath my life in you
One by one
Your pale fingers started to move
And I touched your face
And all life was erased
You smiled like an angel
(falling from grace)

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

You kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You reached out for me
And oh how you missed
You touched my face
And all life was erased
You smiled like an angel
(Falling from grace)

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

Breach (Flowing Tears)

Walk in the rain, boy
Hurry my pale boy - run!

Talk to the screen, boy
Splinter the green, boy - run!

And while we're waiting to feel the sunlight
And while he's running so far from home
And while we welcome the same old morning
Our dreamer walks alone

Bury your spleen, boy
Feed the machine, boy - run!

Slave to the grind, boy
Ashgrey in mind, boy - run!

And while waiting to feel the sunlight
And while he's running so far from home
And while we welcome the same old mourning
Our hero walks alone

Kill the sun,
Kill the moon,
Kill the stars!
Kill the sun,
Kill the moon,
And your stars!

Kill me, entertain me,
Get the hell out of your stars!
Kill me, entertain me,
Get the hell out of your scars!

Walrus (Unwritten Law)

(Hey!)

Well i read the news today
and the walrus said the lucky man made the grade yea
well aint that great
you say
well about the rest of that news left me empty and mad
singing the blues yeah
its sad but true

Cuz,
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
so i keep changing
everything is**, everyone is fake
so i can't hang around

Si-Si-Sitting back look with on your face
like im a piece of crap
and you're a ** ace well
its time to go...
you know?
hit the road jack
like the song goes you aint ever coming back
because the world turned black
well dont you know?

Cuz,
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
so i keep changing
everything is**, everyone is fake
so i can't hang around

(OoOoOO... OOOoooO)

Well dont you know?
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
so i keep changing
everything is**, everyone is fake
so i can't hang around
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
so i keep changing
every word they say
every word is fake

So i wont be around

Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb
Everything gets old, everyone is dumb

source: sing365.com

Black Jesus (Kane & Abel)




featuring Master P Silkk the Shocker

(Master P)
Like 2Pac said only God can judge me
But I think only black Jesus can help me

Verse 1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes
To see this world so **ed up for me
And my family worked so hard but can earn a decent salary
these bills keep whooping a nigga**
Spent my whole check trying to dress with class
I found myself having to smoke weed just to chill
Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking rock
And who the hell can stop these **ed up cops
They like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got AIDS
You jumping in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave
White man build the prison and the niggas come through
Like the mother**ers giving out free barbeque
Lock a nigga up for life and say ** you
Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th grade
That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
Alot of people died for the right to vote
We don't use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it
On top of that I think my uncle on crack
My boy Quay Shaun took a slug in his back
>From another black now he in the coma trying to make it back
Come on come on
My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her
She probably ** another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me murderous like John Doe
Bitch**niggas trying to play me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round ** on a steel dick
Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
Know what I'm saying grown men don't cry
But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up
Allah, tell me why this world so **ed up
Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up for me
For me a nigga

Verse 2 (Abel)

They say that I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes
Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds
My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's
I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this double mint disease
See the devil in a crack pipe pointing at me
I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy ghost
But he really scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
I got them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist
Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit
Do you care if you live or die, really I don't know
But if there's hell below I think we all gonna go

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this hell
I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells
The ghetto's trying to kill me, a born loser
A born hustler my uncle's a drug user
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I say Kane & Abel
Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some food on my table

Verse 4 (Silkk)

You know what P your right
Cause Silkk was on the block like last night
Niggaz doing anything from selling drugs
to sell mugs smoking that glass pipe
I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they kids
Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last breath
Just imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open
I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU
There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool

Verse 5 (Master P)

As I lay me down to sleep
Black Jesus if you real, take me out this ghetto g
Cause its crazy its wicked
I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, ticket
They killing they murder
Little kids in 3 inch girdles
And life is just like Pac Man
Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the next man
To lose his shoes, I mean lose his life
Who gone think twice, dying in this ghetto life
Cause in the White House, politicians run the country
But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout drug money
Ice cream slanging
Niggas banging red and blue everybody's hanging
Niggas bout it, little kids get rowdy
But will I make it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & Abel talking)

I think the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me
I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul
He trying to temp me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus black jesus if you feel me
Than save me and my ghetto people

I Walk Away (Split Enz)

You came out of the world to me
My life parted like the red sea
We flowed easy between the rocks and stones
never seemed to stop us
The years ended in confusion
Don't ask me I don't know what happened
but I am a man with a mission
Must be the devil I don't know
Finally, marching to a different tune

It's hard to let go
Of all that we know
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regret
As I walk away from you

Reveal whatever you desire
To you it may be death defying
Your life, slave to ambition
Tension your permanent condition
So much you've always wanted
Too much giving you a sore head

Finally marching to a different tune (That's right)
As I walk away from you
As I walk away from you

It's hard to let go
Of all that we know,
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regret
As I walk away from you
--
It's hard to let go
Of all that we know
As I walk away from you
The sun always sets
No room for regrets
As I walk away from you

Give it to me, give it to me, your inspiration
Give to recieve, find all we need
As I walk away from you.

Forever (BlutEngel)

"Schmerzen sind noch sp?
wenn die Lust bereits vergangen
und vergessen ist."

"Sagt was ihr verlangt!"

I want you for my pleasure
I need you to satisfy my lust
I want you to be my companion
I want you to fly with me through the night

We play this perverted game
We are hunting in the night
We kill for satisfaction
And we need the blood

You have to serve me every night
You will ever be my slave
I want to serve you every night
You will ever be my mistress

I kiss the blood from your burning lips
I lick the blood from your shivering skin
I give you eternal life
That's will never tear us apart

You have to serve me every night
You will ever be my slave
I want to serve you every night
You will ever be my mistress

"Sagt was ihr verlangt!"

In the coldness of your grave
I hold you in my arms... forever
I will give you eternal life... forever
I will give you eternal fuse

In the coldness of your grave
I hold you in my arms... forever
I will give you eternal life... forever
I will give you eternal fuse

I kiss the blood from your burning lips
I lick the blood from your shivering skin
I give you eternal life
That's will never tear us apart

"Stellt euch die Lust vor
dem Leben wiedergegeben zu werden,
zu sp?ie ihr atmet,
euer Herz rast
und pumpt durch eure Venen...

...kochendes Blut."

The Potion (Ludacris)

"The Potion"

What up aye shawty what it is
[Repeat 3x]

[Chorus]
Lil Buddy whatcha want some violent shit 2 steppin laid back still wildin shit what up
Aye baby I got the potion Take a sip of this and put yo back in motion
[Repeat 1x]

[Verse 1]
Man I'm like a needle in a haystack so face that goin back to the drwing board connect dots
But can't trace that Matta fact erase that cause I'm this late track getcha face slapped and I'm
Straight so don't taste that try somthin different and shit I'm listenin and shit speakin about
What hip-hop missin and shit I'm bout to feel aboard Ludacris born in illinois raisd in Atlanta
Taught hamma since I was a little boy ain't nobody like me so they wanna fight me fight me step
To me now but it ain't like me people swear they sike me just cause he's light-skinded with braids in
His hair don't mean that nigga look like me trick getcha mind right livin in a limelight so
Picture what they'll do for my jimmy and a kondike Bar Bar hardy hard tell yo mama imma ghetto
Superstar

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Only 75 I make but still a bigshot plus i gotta big clean everyday stay fresher than whats in
A ziploc tell yo man to kick rocks when I make my pit stops I'm in then its hard to get me out
Like imma slip not Born to be a leader and not no not a follower only hang wit chicks that got mo
Twist than Oliver And imma tell my hollower would i like to borrow her lips bringing out the best
In me specially if she's a swallower freaky-deaky yellow man to all the lovely ladys that like to
Jiggle like jello man bigger booty small waist put'me in a small place and if it ain't no ass
Where im at then I'm in the wrong place bells like a bondsman but keep'em dancin like Bob
Johnson who da hell is that in that fancy car tell yo mama imma ghetto superstar

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Jump down turn around
Pick a bell of cotton
Jump down turn around
Pick a bell of hay
Oh Lordy pick a bell of cotton
Oh Lordy Pick a bell of hay
[Repeat 1x]

Still workin like a slave
Learnin tricks in da trade in da ghetto state of mind till im rich and I'm paid pickin records
Like cotton in the thick of the day
Till I'm spoiled and I'm rotten and they send us away life no different that ozar minimum wage
Mo money but still locked in a similar cage either losers of tomorrow Now just that and theres
Really nothin missin to say but

[Chorus]

Dem Hips And Dem Lips (Acid)

Yall yall know what Acid wanna see. He wanna see those hips and feel those lips and kiss him Don’t miss a beat when I am in action. I make da heat rasie do magical feats/ I am magic make yall stop thinking of da tragic shit its just logical I got mad skillz in my ** can give any girl a quick fix. / Got me a herd of sperm can do seval hits in a act make ya bite down on da pillow do it at night or durin the day maybe even on the bay just lay down and don’t say a word and ill work it / Be shocked at what I can do with a fork / Ill touch anything that got pussy hit those dorky chicks hit these chicks that are from da Dixie land show them how to work there hands do it in bands of 3 or 4/ Don’t Curr just want that pussy it can be fussy and I still won’t cuss about it they all taste booty-o-lussies get me a whole cluster of dem

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Do it fast make it furious lets me curiously explore and rub those glands and you can get my dick I ain’t no hick I can work it you’re my chicks so you got lucky now lets ** and suck me gurl. / Ones who please get please now no teasein just straight forwarded it ward of da hatas and lets do it fo real it don’t gota be clean do it on a lean to in the woods of in da hood don’t give a damn as long as I get yaz/ Bring ya friends more the merrier. / Just no guys ain’t got a lust for that shit hell nah. Lets get to yellin and groanin won’t tell a soul. Fo real I won’t /

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Girl youz a hotie and you act like u fresh out of da virgin pot but you been with a lota guys don’t give a damn u still know what ya Is doin. / Chase ya down in a haze of light you teasein you laugin now lets get to pleasein and get dirty get down low make me go how da hell you getz so goodz. / Your pussy tastes like food and you just suckin me off like holy shit girl. Make you groan as well as me. Felt me slowly down act like a clown take dat frown off ya face and replace it with a smile it’s a race to make that face smile / Girlz you gotz skillz yo I gota roll catch ya next week. / Peace out yall.


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