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| 1. |
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Shake Shake Shake
So you feel you can't go on You've got nothing left to lose But there is no one left to love You got nothing left to choose You can't stop Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move on in a different way Today is another day Can't stop now today is another day You can't stop, this love Shake it, Shake it, Shake, Shake it, Shake it You can't stop, this love Can't stop now, got to keep moving We've got faith in what love can do Don't look back we're gonna make it through Can't stop now, got to keep moving You feel you got nowhere to run That there is nothing we can do You have so much left to love In the end there's always me and you You can't stop Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move on in a different way Today is another day Can't stop now today is another day You can't stop, this love Shake it, Shake it, Shake, Shake it, Shake it You can't stop, this love Can't stop now, got to keep moving We've got faith in what love can do Don't look back we're gonna make it through Can't stop now, got to keep moving Come on; front-back-middle-to top we keep it grooving No more sad songs singing the blues, we keep it movin You can't stop, Can't stop at yesterday Cause we gotta move in a different way No more sad songs songs singing the blues, we keep it movin (Can Move) You know we don't stop, even when the wheels lock (Moving it, Moving it) And when the beat knock, people in the street rock |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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CHORUS:
City of angels! Justin: What you know about my city that's tic tac? Hustle to get stacks Fail get laughed at Even from here I hear the chit chat Grew up Miracle Mile Fairfax to tar traps, Hamilton High alumni What you know Ham and cheese supreme JB to Carthay cat LA it be the base and the catalyst Walk Crescent Heights worldwide back to strangle us Land of the saint and the land of the wicked Hollywood to Bell The manichean kick it What a duality, arid reality Devon Brown Shot Minor technicality Brad Pitt's cheatin' front page reality Stanley Miller Beatin' DA don't want to touch it But I love my city Soft yet rugged Rep LA I know the Angels will love it CHORUS: City of angels! Jabu: I let the beat talk Then I just fill in the words Its Jabulani that you're dealing with My hood is tough like its clubber lang So in the bucket I bump behind mac in the gutter lane I write raps when I feel the pain or even sorrow But you heard it before the sun will come out tomorrow,or so they say But see we're living in L.A. and what you thought was the sun, was just a flash from the k You stashing your weed in the passenger seat of the regal with the gold feet Watch your back, lil' homie got a loaded mac on Figueroa Just got a new girl His rep he's finna show her But slow down baby gangsta, you aint prepared for the truth You got him and its gonna happen to you, aint gotta live how your homie do Just work the angles The city I'm from is Los Angels Come on! CHORUS: City of angels! |
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| 3. |
| 3:46 |
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I wonder if we'll ever find a party that lasts all night.
There's a vibe in the city I've never felt before in my life. Let's all rush and flow, make a big time aftershow party. If we're gonna get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty You offered a ride, a pleasant surprise Your whip was on point but it could'nt outshine your eyes Now I really know why we had to rush the flow darling No we gotta get it right got to hold each other tight tonite CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty I only want to hold your hand like darkness in the moon light And when you wrap your arms around me I know this is where we should be tonite Jabu: To feel this gotta use your soul And it just aint a party with no O-z-o's Jump back make you sweat your clothes And I bet you didn't know/ the whole band got flows Little lady go on and do your dance homeboys stand up and shout That's what I'm talkin' bout Everybody go on and tell a friend That band went and did it again CHORUS: And the people of the world say... Oye Baby Oye Mami Donde Esta La Afterparty |
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| 4. |
| 3:24 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:06 |
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CHORUS:
"Levantate , levantate Suelta la gallina y liberate Con Ozomatli todo puede ser Hechate a volar" GALLINA! VERSE 1: Compa, quiero medicina Que alguien se robo mi gallina Dame otra aspirina Que nada me alivia de este dolor Basta ya de esta locura Que me da pura calentura Y yo no tengo la cura Que alguien me salve de esta maldicion Pon la mano arriba Nada de tonterias Dame la mercancia Que esa gallina es mia CHORUS VERSE 2: Oye ratero canalla Quieto no te me vayas Ya se que tu eres culpable Eso no es tuyo devuelvemelo Ojo te tengo rodeado Traigo machete en la mano Arde la rabia que tengo Un paso mas y yo pierdo el control Pon la mano arriba Nada de tonterias Dame la mercancia Que esa gallina es mia CHORUS |
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| 6. |
| 3:21 |
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CHORUS:
Let the good times roll, Bad times gone The suns gonna shine Rise up, get on your feet Let the good times roll Sad times gone Let the good times roll Pretty mama can't stop Magnolia's soul Justin: Dear magnolia, what's crackin'? Been a long time since I last saw your face Never forget the day out in the sticks I saw your crecsent smile in place All the way from uptown, downtown, lakeside to river Heard W don't care about them Gotta watch who you make ya friend Otherwise FEMA will come through and backstab you again Just some advice to lend Weak ties will bend Through the dark true light will win And they said that this the end But we fixin' to make them saints march on again CHORUS Jabu: Polite little hurricane, called for she came Officials knew the deal and they didn't do a thang Knew her every move Yep Katrina was her name The mayor had the whole game in the palm of his hand Hand in the pot Caught cold and oh!/ shouldv'e fixed them damn levees long time ago/ but they didn't take the chance to do it Pitty pat between the pres and the mayor Folks was dying (die) too A gang of us in the superdome We're in the heat Folks in wheelchairs feet swole, nothing to eat So to the kids and the families that lost I rhyme for, ‘nolia clap Show the world your sooooooul CHORUS Bridge: Everybody clap them hands Still steppin to the second line band Still stompin' to the zulu drum You can't stop this native son A huh huh Let the good times roll Let the good times roll pretty mama can't stop magnolias soul CHORUS |
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| 7. |
| 2:38 |
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So here we go ma no need to panic
Let's take a little trip and play pool with the planets In outer space I'll feed you pomegranate Of course you can fly the spaceship its automatic "i-e, i-e" - that's what she cried when her perm got messed up because of hyper drive We don't need them other folks bones We got our own light speed, like, rrrrrrrmmm, ruh, rrrrrrrrm |
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| 8. |
| 3:03 |
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CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente
Oye compartimos mas que dividimos por que conocimos la fuerza de este fuego Quema las fronteras y tambien barreras quemalo ya ya sube la temperatura Asdru's part CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente La verdad lo que amamos con deseo en las manos vamos el cambio es ahora. Todos por las calles tomando libertades, si dicen no sube la temperatura CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente Y gritalo, y muevelo, el rebelion sube como lumbre Te lo pongo asi Sube le temperatura CHORUS: Sube la temperatura - Ardiente |
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| 9. |
| 3:54 |
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En un desierto lejos de ti me confese
Que todo lo que siempre crei mentira fue Soy hermano, soy esposo, hijo y padre. Soy guerrero much sangre derrame. CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta De esta matanza me quise escapar solo por ti En una bala mi vida alcanzo y yo perdi Fui hermano, fui esposo, hijo y padre Fui soldado y tanta sangre derrame CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta Todo pudo ser que nunca pude ver Que en querra el que gana la paz ha de perder Hoy la decision queda para ti Dejar tu propia sangre, ir a morir BRIDGE: Y tu mama que dice, Tu hermano y tu papa que dicen Tu hija, tu marido que dicen Los nietos, tu abuela...dime que te dicen Gente que dicen, Los musicos del mundo que dicen, De frente y a luchar, que dicen, Por la igualdad y los derechos Dime que te dicen CHORUS: Ah eh, solo con mi pena Ah eh, solo en mi dolor Ah eh, sufro mi condena De no verte nunca mas violeta |
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| 10. |
| 3:16 |
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Chorus: Hey Hey Creo, Creo Cuando Lo Veo (Repeat)
Jabu: Them cowards wasn't worth a hill of beans Flesh dies from the shock Spirit lives Heard shots in the Phillipines Aint nothing funny how this went down My homie Rob got sprayed by some kids the age of Chris Brown They pulled up on him and asked him if he gang banged Nodded no, they still shot him in the body though And you could tell he was loved from the scene of the funeral About a hundred cars, 20 limousines Caught the ones who did it Took ‘em to court, they nonchalant Hope the judge throw the book at them dorks Treating the trial like its funny business Somebody should've told them about this path Aint no money in it So now they're 25 to life What life it is But it didn't get ‘em nothing cause my brother Rob lives 25 to life What a life it is but it didn't get ‘em nothing Cause my brother Rob lives Rock on! Chorus: Hey Hey Creo,Creo Cuando lo Veo (Repeat) Justin: So you all know how the story goes People that give u junk and promise you gold Cats in your ear with the same old story I'll give you the world just leave me the glory What you know about No time to think Too many words No time to blink Don't underestimate the power of the hustle Hoodwink bamboozle or muscle I believe it when I see it and when I see it let me hold it For old times sake Politicians got this shit down pat Tricks out of they sleeve tricks out of they hat Some can even act The govenator in true lies and blue eyes as cactus jack And if you believe that Solo mentiras, eses tontito se lo cree en todo Asdru: Pero mira que lo creo, creo Cuando yo lo veo, veo Y cuando yo lo veo, veo Eso cuando yo lo creo, creo Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na... Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na... Ah, na-na, na-na, na-na, ya-na... Hey! Chorus: Hey Hey Creo Creo Cuando lo Veo (Repeat) |
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| 3:47 |
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| 12. |
| 3:32 |
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Martha Verse:
El sendero que viajamos sin luz no puedo ver (The path that we travel without light I cannot see) En esta encrucijada esperamos renacer (At the crossroads we wait for rebirth) Y despues que apredimos desicion pa esocoger (And then we learn that the desicion is to choose) Mi duende lucha entre la flor y el machete, no tengo remedio que dejarlo a la suerte (My soul must choose between the flower and the machete, I resolve myself by leaving it up to luck) CHORUS: La Segunda Mano Ya te Pegarar En La Frente Jabu: Ok here's the case and point Jab walked in slow, quick cased the joint That's when he seen her played the cool pero Heard all her home girls scream "go vero" Uh um, con permiso Then everything stopped like a freethrow Free flow for the next three months She so sprung he don't even know what she wants Invest in the best thing, best bet, but he always out Him and other girls wrestling In debt to the karma cops And they don't care if you're young, broke, or old they're collecting Thought I paid up My girl home early from work I'm laid up Well that's the end, as scandalous as it gets Lost my good thing Got burnt with some grits CHORUS: La Segunda Mano Ya te Pegarar En La Frente 2nd verse Should've seen how this girl had me Met her online, said her name's happy! Would've gladly asked her on a date Saw my page and she said "to your friends add me" No doubt Took her to a lounge She had on high heels with ten toes out Then she hit me with that Hollywood crap, asked about my ends and how I make pepper jack I said I rhyme I'm a rap up and comer Then she said cool, but "do you have a hummer" No, "you gotta get a grill" What for? Did an about face, walked right out the door Tried to catch me, broke her Jimmy Choos Sweat her perm out, tryin' to catch me cruisin' Yep, that's the deal sunshine A digger of the gold, is no friend of mine CHORUS: La Segunda Mano Ya te Pegarar En La Frente Just clap your hands Just do your dance (2x) I know you think this beat is fresh homeboys and the ladies too same things that you put out there Gon' all come back to you So its time for y'all to hit the floor Everybody gon' and do that dance Just remember if the first hand miss, then beware of the second hand CHORUS: La Segunda Mano Ya te Pegarar En La Frente |
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| 3:20 |
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