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I am what I create
Believing in my fate Integrity is my name All that I am doing Can never be ruined My song remains insane Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye For An Eye For An Eye Fuck Can't you watch my back Can't you let my heart Believe what they have fired (?) To reunite the tribe To find a better way Fucking Envy changes everything Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye For An Eye For An Eye That's right!! [break, "right" echoing in the background] I Hate To Borrow You don't understand Pain, Hate, Pain To born again Arise again I believe it's the only way... Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye Eye For An Eye For An Eye For An Eye |
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| 2. |
| 4:36 |
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Whoever told ya you can never be free
Whoever told ya you can't seek out that dream Whoever told ya you can never be free Whoever told you that is your enemy you see... My life is mine, my right is mine Cause it's my life, you see, not your life My life is mine, my right is mine Sometimes you have to lose your mind... No Hope = No Fear I won't wait for the next life The time is now, the time is right Follow my heart, I'll get through If you're not now, you never were So lose yourself to find yourself Don't need to act like nobody else Sometimes it feels as if the road is blocked I'll find a way, I'll move those rocks Freedom! |
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| 3. |
| 4:07 |
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What goes around comes around
You better realize You kill life, you kill life Why??? Why??? I see your eyes, I see your lies I see you hide, inside... What goes around comes around Now it's your time How long can you lie??? How long can you hide??? How long can you live with your soulbleed??? How long can you live with your soul... Bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed What goes around comes around No more lies You kill life, you kill life Why??? Why??? I see a mother cry I see a brother cry Bring it on Bring it I'll make you bleed and you're bleeding now Muthafucka I got my pride and that's all I need I'll make you bleed with another blow without the radio Don't take advantage of this process You might have to digest a blade made for your ass to fade I'm living on instinct Never think when I'm rushin bones crushin When I put your sorry ass in a package You piece of shit sealed and delivered from a savage And now you sweat because you're goin down You envious clown fuckin' bleed |
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| 4. |
| 6:03 |
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Zumbi e o senhor das guerras
Zumbi e o senhor das demandas Quando Zumbi chega E Zumbi quem manda (Crenca popular) Your tribe - Our tribe Your life - Our life Your tribe - Our tribe Your life - Our life Your tribe - Our tribe Your life - Our life Your God - Our God Your tribe - Our tribe Tribe Your tribe - Our tribe Your God - Our God Your tribe - Our tribe Your tribe - my tribe Hear the drums... they come from the sea Bring the tribal spirit on me Cause my pride and my roots I believe No, this tribe you can*t take it from me Apalai Apiaca Arara Botocudo Goitaka Guarany Yamamadi Ypixuna Maori Aboriginal Zulu Banshee Mohican Masai Hopi Panga Omai Asaro Xingu Buli Guaikuru Tukano Tupinamba Karo Kaiapo... |
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| 5. |
| 3:59 |
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We tha land of carnival and murder
Bring tha drums and the sounding of thunder Oh my people, we got to get stronger With the spirit of war in *Quilombos* Jungle people jungle Never underestimate our power Jungle people jungle Never underestimate our power Bring our roots, we're under the sun From in the jungle and from the slums Our freedom we bring with this song Never forget where you came from! Bumba! Bumba! *Oxossi* - open my way I'm gonna tell the world what you say... I know *God* - making me a way We pray, we pray, we pray everyday... *Ele e caboclo, ele e flecheiro - Bumba na calunga (he is land's owner, He is Archer) E matador de feiticeiro - Bumba na calunga (he is killer and witch) Ele vai firmar seu ponto - Bumba na calunga (he will assure his point) E vai firmar na angola (he will assure in angola) Bumba na calunga e na fe de Oxala (bumba in the calunga and in the faith in oxalá) Bumba na calunga...* (He is Archer) (Ponto de coboclo sete flechas / T.E.P.J. da C.) |
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| 4:30 |
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Murderer - covered in sangre
Murderer - blood on your shoulders Karma - how does it feel? Karma - to take a life Wailin*- wailin* in vein Wailin* - you*ll reap what you sow!! Thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not kill Lie to yourself - lie to your friends Now lay and wait you fucking Rapist - you*ll have no redemption Burn - Burn - Burn muthafuckas *I might just come after you I just might come after... but you*ll never know... Broke the first commandment* Thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not kill Thou... face your judgement |
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| 7. |
| 3:52 |
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Grow tha fuck up you waste
Can't you see what it takes To be a real man Talking shit all your life No integrity or pride Fucking mind full of lies You fake You waste You bumbklaatt... Now I know why I turn my back on your life And watch your envy arise Now it's been so long Yeah, you still won*t grow up And you never belong So fuck you and your friends I got time for revenge And you ain't got tomorrow So fuck you and your friends Cause they still are the same And your bullshit remains... |
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| 8. |
| 4:49 |
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*We sat outside the studio at night,
among a few candles, and closed our eyes for a minute. After that, we jammed straight from our hearts. We didn*t play for ourselves, but for the ones no longer with us in flesh, but always with us in spirit. God bless. Until we meet again. Soul fly... fly free!* - Max C. |
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| 9. |
| 4:11 |
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Um, dois, tres, quatro...
Umbabarauma homen gol Umbabarauma homen gol Joga bola joga bola jogador Joga bola quero jogar bola jogador Pula, pula, cai, levanta, sobe e desce Corre, chuta, abre espaco, vibra e agradece Olha que a cidade toda ficou vazia Nessa tarde bonita pra te ver jogar Joga bola jogador Joga bola corocondo Favela Pelada Favela Pelada Futebol Futebol Futebol Futebol... *Eis ai a historia de Umbabarauma Um ponta de lanca Africano Um ponta de lanca decidido Umbabarauma* -------------------------------------------- Umbabarauma goal man Umbabarauma goal man Play ball play ball ball player Play ball I want to play ball ball player Jump, jump, fall, get up, go up and get down Run, kick, find a hole, thrill and give thanks See how the whole city empties out On this beautiful afternoon to watch you play Play ball ball player Play ball corocondo Slum Street Soccer Slum Street Soccer Soccer Soccer Soccer Soccer... *This is the story of Umbabarauma An African point man A point man whose mind is made up Umbabarauma* |
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| 10. |
| 3:44 |
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This is a true story of a slaveman
Who fled his people from the white man So I'll say that he showed me the way To be brave, brave, don't be afraid *Zumbi* his name, *Quilombo* his place Our root you can never erase *Zumbi* his name, *Quilombo* his place Our root you can never erase Thirty thousand Zumbi refugees Fight the right, the right to be free Rape the city, the masters of greed Follow the warrior, the warrior Zumbi No more no more no more slavery No more no more no more misery No more no more no more suffering Zumbi Zumbi Blow them away Here we come, here we come slave drums Here we come, here we come Quilombo Time for war in tha land of the sun I know God will not leave us alone I know God will never leave us alone Zumbi Zumbi Got to be free Quilombo Quilombo |
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| 11. |
| 4:22 |
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Manananananaue...
Watch me rising Manananananaue... Watch me rising Fire! Manananananaue... Watch it, grows it Manananananaue... Will never go away!!! |
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| 12. |
| 3:40 |
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Live your life
Not the way they taught you Do what you feel Survive the jungle Give me blood Give me Pain These scars won't heal Can you take it (3x) Motherfucker What were you thinking What a wonderful world You're full of shit Leave it behind They don't care if you cry; All is left is pain I won't take it (3x) No The Song Remains Insane The song remains insane (x12) I remain insane |
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| 13. |
| 4:00 |
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No Judge me no
No Fuck around No Trust no one No Criticize No Fake smiles No Sympathize No Enemies No Redneck shit No Bullshit No Slaveship No Muthafucking Hootie & The Blowfish No Radio songs No Bow to none No Follow none No Politricks... No Judge me no No Fuck around No Trust no one No Criticize No Fake smiles No Bow to none No Follow none No Redneck shit No! No Worship No Bullshit No Muthafucking Hootie & The Blowfish No Fuck around No Trust no one No Enemies No Redneck shit |
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| 14. |
| 6:53 |
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Shame of all nations
What seeds do we plant in an infant's mind? Seeds of destruction And don't you trust their kind? This hate is deep-rooted, get rid of the weed Destroying the harvest Of peace that we need Prejudice Shame of all nations We got to live in the same neighborhood When you take a man's life it don't mean that you're good Same blood runs through your veins Your hate proves youre insane See a man's face but you can't see his heart Don't even know him but you tear him apart Them kind of things, they're just killing off the Earth Madness, mayhem, we must desert... Prejudice Shame of all nations Breeding hate, don't need no segregation If dirty people are all I can see Then in their eyes the same dirt covers me Take off the blindfold, it's time to enlighten Come out of the wickedness, step out of the night One man's agony is another man's joy For self satisfaction we're prepared to destroy One man, one earth and one destiny To kill Satan and give God the glory... Prejudice Shame of a nation Breeding hate, dont cause annihilation For real... |
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| 15. |
| 3:34 |
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instrumental
Guitarz: Max C. Guitarz: Jackson B. Bazz: Marcello D. Drumz: Roy M. Percussion: Chuck Johnson |
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| 1:50 | 
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