Jay-Z: Blue Magic

[verse 1]
So what if you flip a couple words,
I could triple at that in birds,
Open your mind you see the circus in the sky.
I’m Ringling brothers Barnum Bailey with the pies,
No matter how you slice it,
I’m your mother-f**king guy
And just like a B-boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot,
Still come back beige.
Whether right or south paw,
Whether pot or a jar
Whip it around,
It still comes back hard.
So easily do I W-H-I-P,
My repitition with riches will bring the kilo business,
I got kreole C-O bitches, for my niggas who slipped,
Became prisoners,
Treat’s taped to the visitors.
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit.
Niggas Wanna bring the 80s back,
That’s okay with me, that’s where they made me at.
Except I don’t write on the wall,
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall
Nah, I don’t spin on my head, I spin work in the pots,
So I can spend my bread.

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don’t waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

This ‘87 state of mind that I’m in,
In my prime, so for that time, I’m Rakim
If it wasn’t for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn’t be the guy who’s rhymes it is that i’m in
No pay no profit,

P, I’ll repeat it to show you where the pot is
[ Blue Magic lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
Cherry M3s with the top back
Red and green Gs all on my hat
North beach leathers,
Matching Gucci sweater,
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can’t you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver north and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don’t waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

Push, money over broads you got it,
F**k Bush
Chef, guess what I cooked
Baked a lot of bread,
And kept it off the books.
Rockstars,
Look,
Way before the bars my picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers.
Try as they may they couldn’t get me on the hook
D.A. wanna indicte me,
Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The pirecs pot roll up my sleeves,
Turn one into two like a Siamese twin when it end
Imma stand as a man never dying on my knees,
Last of a dying breed
So let the champagne pop,
I partied for a while now I’m back to the Block.

Chorus:
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don’t waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

Pitty: Teto de vidro

Quem não tem
Teto de Vidro
Que atire
A primeira pedra…(4x)

Andei!
Por tantas ruas e lugares
Passei!
Observando quase tudo
Mudei!
O mundo gira num segundo
Busquei!
Dentro de mim os meus lares…

E aí!
Tantas pessoas
Querendo sentir
Sangue correndo na veia
É bom assim
Se o movimento tá vivo
Vou ouvir
Milhões de vozes gritando…

E eu quero ver quem é capaz
De fechar os olhos
E descansar em paz…

Quem não tem
Teto de Vidro
Que atire
A primeira pedra…(4x)

Andei!
Por tantas ruas e lugares
Passei!
Observando quase tudo
Mudei!
O mundo gira num segundo
Busquei!
Dentro de mim os meus lares…

E aí!
Tantas pessoas
Querendo sentir
Sangue correndo na veia
É bom assim
Se o movimento tá vivo
Vou ouvir
Milhões de vozes gritando…

E eu quero ver quem é capaz
De fechar os olhos
E descansar em paz…

Quem não tem
Teto de Vidro
Que atire
A primeira pedra…(4x)

Na frente está o alvo
Que se arrisca pela linha
Não é tão diferente
Do que eu já fui um dia…

Se vai ficar, se vai passar
Não sei!
E num piscar de olhos
Lembro tanto que falei…

Deixei, calei
E até me importei
Mas não tem nada
Eu tava mesmo errada…

Cada um em seu casulo
Em sua direção
Vendo de camarote
A novela da vida alheia
Sugerindo soluções
Discutindo relações
Bem certos que a verdade
Cabe na palma da mão…

Mas isso não é
Uma questão de opinião (2x)

E isso é só
Uma questão de opinião…

Pitty: Máscara

Diga!
Quem você é, me diga
Me fale sobre a sua estrada
Me conte sobre a sua vida…

Tira!
A máscara
Que cobre o seu rosto
Se mostre e eu
Descubro se eu gosto
Do seu verdadeiro
Jeito de ser…

Ninguém merece
Ser só mais um bonitinho
Nem transparecer
Consciente e inconseqüente
Sem se preocupar
Em ser adulto ou criança
O importante é ser você….

Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro
Bizarro! Bizarro!
Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja…

Tira!
A máscara que cobre o seu rosto
Se mostre e eu
Descubro se eu gosto
Do seu verdadeiro
Jeito de ser…

Ninguém merece ser
Só mais um bonitinho
Nem transparecer
Consciente e inconseqüente
Sem se preocupar em ser
Adulto ou criança
O importante é ser você…

Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro
Bizarro! Bizarro!
Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja…

Meu cabelo não é igual
A sua roupa não é igual
Ao meu tamanho, não é igual
Ao seu caráter, não é igual
Não é igual, não é igual
Não é igual…

I had enough of it
But i don’t care
I had enough of it
But i don’t care
I had enough of it
But i don’t care
I had enough of it
But i don’t care…

Diga!
Quem você é, me diga
Me fale sobre a sua estrada
Me conte sobre a sua vida…

E o importante é ser você
Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro
Bizarro! Bizarro!…(2x)

Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro
Bizarro! Bizarro!
Mesmo que seja estranho
Seja você…

Pitty: Admirável chip novo

Pane no sistema, alguém me desconfigurou
Aonde estão meus olhos de robô?
Eu não sabia, eu não tinha percebido
Eu sempre achei que era vivo
Parafuso e fluido em lugar de articulação
Até achava que aqui batia um coração
Nada é orgânico, é tudo programado
E eu achando que tinha me libertado,
Mas lá vem eles novamente e eu sei o que vão fazer:
Reinstalar o sistema

Pense, fale, compre, beba
Leia, vote, não se esqueça
Use, seja, ouça, diga
Tenha, more, gaste e viva

Pense, fale, compre, beba
Leia, vote, não se esqueça
Use, seja, ouça, diga…

Não senhor, Sim senhor, Não senhor, Sim senhor

Pane no sistema, alguém me desconfigurou
Aonde estão meus olhos de robô?
Eu não sabia, eu não tinha percebido
Eu sempre achei que era vivo
Parafuso e fluido em lugar de articulação
Até achava que aqui batia um coração
Nada é orgânico, é tudo programado
E eu achando que tinha me libertado,
Mas lá vem eles novamente e eu sei o que vão fazer:
Reinstalar o sistema.

Pense, fale, compre, beba
Leia, vote, não se esqueça
Use, seja, ouça, diga
Tenha, more, gaste e viva

Pense, fale, compre, beba
Leia, vote, não se esqueça
Use, seja, ouça, diga…

Não senhor, Sim senhor, Não senhor, Sim senhor

Mas lá vem eles novamente e eu sei o que vão fazer:
Reinstalar o sistema.

Pitty: Na sua estante

 

Te vejo errando e isso não é pecado,
Exceto quando faz outra pessoa sangrar
Te vejo sonhando e isso dá medo
Perdido num mundo que não dá pra entrar
Você está saindo da minha vida
E parece que vai demorar
Se não souber voltar, ao menos mande notícias
‘Cê acha que eu sou louca
Mas tudo vai se encaixar

Tô aproveitando cada segundo
Antes que isso aqui vire uma tragédia

E não adianta nem me procurar
Em outros timbres, outros risos
Eu estava aqui o tempo todo
Só você não viu

E não adianta nem me procurar
Em outros timbres, outros risos
Eu estava aqui o tempo todo
Só você não viu

Você tá sempre indo e vindo, tudo bem
Dessa vez eu já vesti minha armadura
E mesmo que nada funcione
Eu estarei de pé, de queixo erguido
Depois você me vê vermelha e acha graça
Mas eu não ficaria bem na sua estante

Tô aproveitando cada segundo
Antes que isso aqui vire uma tragédia

E não adianta nem me procurar
Em outros timbres, outros risos
Eu estava aqui o tempo todo
Só você não viu

E não adianta nem me procurar
Em outros timbres, outros risos
Eu estava aqui o tempo todo
Só você não viu

Só por hoje não quero mais te ver
Só por hoje não vou tomar a minha dose de você
Cansei de chorar feridas que não se fecham, não se
curam
E essa abstinência uma hora vai passar

Gwen Stefani: Rich Girl

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
[2x]

If I was a rich girl (na, na….)
See, I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Think what that money could bring
I’d buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn’t just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town

All the riches baby, won’t mean anything
All the riches baby, won’t bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won’t mean anything
Don’t need no other baby
Your lovin’ is better than gold, and I know

If I was rich girl (na, na…)
See, I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

I’d get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh)
Inspire me and they’d come to my rescue
I’d dress them wicked, I’d give them names (yeah)
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me

All the riches baby, won’t mean anything
All the riches baby, won’t bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won’t mean anything
Don’t need no other baby
Your lovin’ is better than gold, and I know

[Eve]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it’s all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn’t matter), what
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it’s all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn’t matter)
What happened to my life
Turned upside down
Chicks dat blew ya mind, ding, it’s the second round
Original track and ting
You know you can’t buy these things (no)
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish people
You know who I am

Yes ma’am, we got the style that’s wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain’t gettin’ nothin’ but love

If I was rich girl (na, na…)
See, I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
[3x]

Fall Out Boy: Sugar, we’re going down

Am I more than you bargained for yet
I’ve been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that’s just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don’t mind me I’m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn’t it messed up how I’m just dying to be him
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We’re always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I’ll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We’re going down, down (down, down)
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I’ll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

Nickelback: Savin’ Me

Prison’s gates won’t open up for me
On these hands and knees I’m crawlin’
Oh, I reach for you
Well I’m terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can’t hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I’m callin’
And all I scream for you
Hurry I’m fallin’
…I’m fallin’

[chorus]
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me

Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m fallin’
And all I see is you
These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m callin’
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m fallin’
…I’m fallin’

[chorus]
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me

Hurry I’m fallin’

And all I need is you
Come please I’m callin’
And all I scream for you
Hurry I’m fallin’
…I’m fallin’
…I’m fallin’

[chorus]
Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me

Hurry I’m fallin’

Say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth saving me

Nickelback: Rockstar

I’m through with standin’ in line
to clubs I’ll never get in
It’s like the bottom of the ninth
and I’m never gonna win
this life hasn’t turned out
quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
for ten plus me
(Yeah, So what you need)

I need a credit card that’s got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I’d even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]
‘Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
in the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With their bleach blonde hair
And well…

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I’ll have the quesadilla, haha)

I’m gonna dress my ass
with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I’d even cut my hair
And change my name

‘Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
in the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With their bleach blonde hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I’m gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip-sync ‘em every night so I don’t get ‘em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in Hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
in the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With their bleach blond hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
drug dealer on speed dial, well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Nickelback: If Everyone Cared

From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
Confusing stars for satellites
I never dreamed that you’d be mine
But here we are, we’re here tonight

Singing, amen, I … I’m alive
Singing, amen, I … I’m alive

[Chorus:]
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
We’ll see the day when nobody died

Im singin’amen

Amen, I … Amen, I … I’m alive
Amen, I … Amen, I … Amen, I … I’m alive

And in the air the fire flies
Our only light in paradise
We’ll show the world they were wrong
And teach them all to sing along

Singing amen, I … I’m alive
Singing amen, I … I’m alive

[Chorus x2]

And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be

[Chorus x2]

We’ll see the day, we’ll see the day
When nobody die
We’ll see the day, we’ll see the day
When nobody die
We’ll see the day when nobody die