• Silbermond
• Gloria Estefan
• Naughty By Nature
• Indigo Girls
• Beenie Man
• 311
• Disciple
• Bone Brothers
• Mr. Serv On
• Jme
• Judie Tzuke
• Amyth

Jetzt sind nur noch wir zwei
4,5,6 ey du hast mich verhext
Ich wünsch mir tausend Grad statt Eiszeit
Es wär so schön wenn du heut nich mehr gehst
Die Kälte steigt, es muss schon spät sein
Ich kann den Nordpol einfach nich mehr sehn.
Gib mir meine Kraft zurück, weil ich sonst frier
Lauf, komm schon lauf, uns hilft keiner hier
Brich das Eis auf, dass mein Herz umgibt
komm und rette mich, komm und rette mich
1,2,3 Jetzt sind nur noch wir zwei
4,5,6 ey du hast mich verhext
7,8,9 man du wirst es
bereun, wenn du jetzt gehst
Heiz mein Leben auf, heiz mein Leben auf
Gib mir das Fieber
Heiz mein Leben auf, heiz mein Leben auf
Das ist kein Spiel mehr.
Das Feuer soll heut Nacht nich ausgehn
He lass uns brennen bis wir untergehn
Der Morgen kommt, wir werden aufstehn
Aus unsrer Asche, die uns Wärme gibt.
Gib mir meine Kraft zurück, weil ich sonst frier
Lauf, komm schon lauf, uns hilft keiner hier
Brich das Eis auf, dass mein Herz umgibt
Komm und rette mich, komm und rette mich
Refrain
Komm, oh komm, oh komm
Ich weiß ich will dich jetzt und hier
und immer wieder nur mit dir
1,2,3 Jetzt sind nur noch wir zwei
4,5,6 ey du hast mich verhext
7,8,9 man du wirst es bereun, wenn du jetzt gehst
1,2,3 Jetzt sind nur noch wir zwei
4,5,6 ey du hast mich verhext
7,8,9 man du wirst es bereun, wenn du jetzt gehst

They tell me you're shy boy
But I want you just the same
Don't play innocent with me
You kow it's not just fun and games
When I look into your eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
Come out of your shell boy
You know we go like hand in glove
You're afraid of giving in
But I am never giving up on your love
And no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
Take a chance for once you won't regret it
Want my love just come and get it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
So no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
Take a chance for once you won't regret it
Take my love just come and get it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
1-2-3-4 come on baby
5-6-7 times
You got to give me your love
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting baby
Until you are mine
1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11
1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11

1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3
[Incomprehensible] rappers are full of this since I'm a don I'm pullin' out a hit
'Cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor unit, it's time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's green beret
Bring on the refills, you see we feel
The name of the brain game is kill or be killed
I'm an expert, who will be the next jerk to try?
Let me explain you got 8 million ways to die
We torch and scorch ya, make ya feel real sore
Have that ass lookin' just like this boo-boo slipped the door
Known to kill, dunk skills, erupt
You ask why? My reply is 'I don't give a fuck'
I'm a Panther, I love fresh meat
After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across 110th Street
My tactics are drastic and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass
I'm more than a threat, I'm a problem
To hell with cotton, watch out when I come to Harlem
So don't whisper or make a sound or croak
Shit ya prop, go straight back down ya throat
Everyday all day this be the hard way
Puttin' rappers outta commission even on an off-day
Flavor Unit rules G, we're takin' rappers out
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
Here comes trouble and it's all that, in fact contact
You're next of kin, friend, follow the flow format
While you slip, I grips so expect to get bruised
Ask me if I give a fuck 'cause I ain't got shit to lose
Fuck around, lay around and get stuck up
You beat me? Wait a minute, hold the fuck up
If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid, lame
Handicapped, crippled and pussy was my middle name
You couldn't beat me slick, snap that neck like a chico stick
I know who'll getcha quick, who? My dick
Tell me, is this some type of tournament?
I cut ya fuckin' head off and use it as a Christmas tree ornament
Come and give me a test whoever claims to be the best
Leaves with a 40-below footprint on his chest
Fucked up, got stuck, go press your luck
Both of his legs were found in back of a garbage truck
Head found in the bar of a limosuine
The rest of his body at a dump-site in Queens
Damn man, Mr. Handman, you like braggin'
Ya fucked up, made a wrong turn and entered the dragon
I told you I'm out to stalk
Last nigga tried me, died G, felt my tomahawk
Apache, that's me, I'm gettin' rappers' ass
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
You coulda been my main shit but you scrap and will wack, black
The only thing I smoke with a pipe is an ass crack
You challenge treach, I'll seal you quick, you can't touch that
I thought you did a triple 'cause you said, "Oh, fuck that"
Diamond Hill how ya feel, hey Ben Hef
Give me a hearin' aid or two then I'm thru 'cause I'm that def
That's how we all be, tighter than small leaves
Club rappin' all be, I'm wreckin' on all 3
This drill means chill, Guard Ya Grill, trouble
Is that your head or is your neck blowin' a fuckin' bubble?
A B C, skip to the S T
U V W X, don't fuck the Y Z
Brand new, Brand Nubian, Grand Puba-in
Tape dem and cruise me then, if I'm wrong, sue me then
Wait let me hear another tune, tune me in
so I'm straight, if I hear drop the bomb I have to go
Break this nig' for anytime or any day, as many rhymes are played
Erase, forgive me not 'cause shit I'm hot, if I can get then you'll get got
Au contraire mon frere this is all my hair
I wouldn't cut it for the biggest butt-ocks out there
Put on a tip or hittin' hips, I'm more than quick
I grease my lightnin', it's frightenin' how I get, a slick
Schooled, dark, cool Sagittarian
Two types of marryin' very thick or very thin
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor U N I T
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and
1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3

from the bowery to the brimstone
i tried to find your heart
with drugs of initiation
the bottom of a barrel that drops
i understand your causes
sympathize the motivation
but all the details of this war
are just self-infatuation
and it's 1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go home
manic blood runs thick my friend
are you looking for a clean escape
what's left when the locks have all been broken
young children of authority
now how long can you be agile
dancing between the alter and the mercy seat
yeah now here's a chance to make a choice
are you aware of the fire beneath your feet
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go home
the basement lies within us
our fear comes through the door
now there's nothing left between us
as the fear becomes a roar
once that wheel is in motion
don't you lose what you have found
i'm talking about that burning wheel of tongues
everything that makes it go round and round
we're all born in the devils scorn
they want to see you die
i'm asking you are you true
everything they say is a lie
it's a lie
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
(we're all born)
nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
1 2 3
(we're all born)
nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
everything they say it's a lie
(we're all born)
it's a lie now
(in the devils scorn)
everything they say it's a lie
it's a lie now
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
and go home

1! Beenie come fi mek a small qoutation
2! Me nuh love how dem a treat di generation
3! Yuh nuh si seh dem a mash up di nation
Who we? yet still dem waant si a man and gun man
1! Well di yout dem want proper represtive
2! Yuh nuh si seh dem nuh have get incentive
3! Yet still di gehtto yout dem inventive
Who we? Yet still dem waant seh wi tink negative
VERSE I :
All dem a talk me si di whola dem drooling
seh dem bad wonda who dem fooling
waant start war when di DJ coolin
seh dem rule but a mi ova ruling
Listen me lyrics cause dis a unu schoolin
Listen di style dem bad man loadin
Dem nuh like we cau di way how wi movin
well dis year my crew is re-groupin
Well DJ must get eliminate
well mi wonda weh somebwoy dem a meditate
a pure evil di bwoy dem a penetrate
Dem a pirate dese same words weh circulate
Chorus
1! Me nuh love how dem a treat di generation
2! Yuh nuh si seh dem a mash up di nation
3! Well di yout dem have some great invention
Who we? Yet still dem waant seh i mon a bad mon
1! yuh nuh si di yout dem want proper representive
2! Yuh nuh si seh dem nuh have get incentive
3! Yuh nuh sih di gehtto yout dem inventive
Who we? Yet still dem waant seh dem nah tink positive
VERSE II
Well mi know seh dis ya one has been predicted
Cau to di reggae music i am addicted
Well dis ya DJ brain nuh infected
A pure music di DJ inflicted
Lock mi up charge me now mi convicted
If u a tell me di music restricted
politician haffi sell food a linstead
cau some a dem jus get evicted
Well dis year mi have a bran new assignment
pure cash me nuh need yuh consignment
ghetto yout juss buss di confinement
a bling bling and pure excitement
Chorus
VERSE III
Some ghetto yout nuh have a propa background
lucky ting seh mi use to DJ pon sound
Chu me stand firm and neva get throw down
das why i'm rockin on my owna playgroun
But, I am a man who's representive
Cyan whole me now and young preventive
test di DJ i am inventive
shockin vibes crew we are productive
1! Me nuh love how dem a treat di generation
2! Yuh nuh si seh dem a mash up di nation
3! Ghetto yout mek some great invention
Who we? Yet still dem waant style i mon a bad mon
1! yuh nuh si di yout dem want proper represtive
2! Yuh nuh si seh dem nuh have get incentive
3! And di gehtto yout dem suh inventive
Who we? Yet still dem waant seh dem nah tink positive

Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago-today but not now
It's not like that
It's all right to feel good
It's all for nothing to be wrong
The deepest dream that we have
Could be tomorrow's song
Just what did he say stop
1 and 2 and 3
Run up the hill do as you do
I'm going to chill you know you really
Ought to do the same
They wanna bug you
But I won't let them today
It's a sure shot to the bomb drop
Every single
You know you swing
it and you fling it
And you make some shit up but
It's just 123

I'm feeling everything's about to blow
I'm feeling everything's about to blow
I'm feeling everything's about to blow
Here He comes, undefeated, undisputed
Relentless earth, coming to collect
Hidden from the awaited day of rest
The feet that swell, walk the memories of late
Wrapped around the heart of a pity masquerade
Watch out
Get down now
No doubt
The moon has turned to blood
Baptized in vengeance flame
They shake at what's to come
When He breaks the seals of pain
So roll back the prison bars
For charity not fame
Till the streets will overrun

[Intro: Layzie]
Chka-chka-chkahhh (one, to the two, to the two, to the three)
LDT, Layzie Bone (to the 7, 7, the 7, 7, the 7 we say)
[Thin C (Layzie):]
1 for the (shine) 2 for the
3 for the (family)
4 for the, 5 for the
6-7 gotta lock-n-load, 'bout to rock-n-roll
[Layzie Bone:]
Skull and crossbones, been Layzie when the Shop Boyz was babies
I was "Partyin Like a Rock Star" in a hot car in the 80's
Can't play me, I'm crazy, I wish a nigga would
Snatch a nigga by his flesh and really represent the hood
Now the night is mine, I've been all around the globe
Chasin this money, doin them shows, playa I carry the whole load
See my family is my everythang, my money take care everythang
These nuts I let 'em hang, can't nobody do it better mayne
What's understood don't need to be explained, never
Ask Ronny to tell ya, I'm on a whole 'nother level
I do it cause I'm the shit-shit, you son of a bitch, I'm rich
How many times I got to tell these niggaz to stay up off the dick?
We too big types for fist-fights, wanna start shit, how you been tight
My niggaz is known to up pipe, squeeze on niggaz like "Fuck life"
What I shine dawg, I'm a grind dawg, I remind y'all again
I don't do this to be famous, I do it for my kids
[Chorus x2: Thin C (Layzie)]
1 for the (shine) 2 for the (money!)
3 for my family cause my babies got to know
4 for the (grind) 5 for the (rhyme)
6-7 gotta lock-n-load, 'bout to rock-n-roll
[Bizzy Bone:]
Wheels spinnin dippin, all runaway slaves in white linen
Flourescent blue, that's for the Titans, nigga we get in
Christ-like, crisis, isis; we are the righteous
I'm fightin for the breath of our lightnin, aw yeah
Sweat that, technique, never that, ready set go
Gangsta you know I shed tears as my shotguns steadily go blow
As we lift up off the flo'
I smoke squares on the holy ground, hold it now, whoa
Forty more days to flip yo' mind, nigga you'll seek and you'll find
We in the circumference in an abundance, my ambulances is warning, I'm
Straight out no mushy pussy, way off to eat a tushy
We monster mash it, no cookies, fuck it homie we rookies
Understand it, don't get caught up in my looky-looky
Cocky niggaz get shot, so nigga don't try to push me
Burn that, nigga you earned that, now learn that
Christ will fill you in the buildin, little Layzie turn that
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone:]
Talkin shit but I can back it up, these niggaz ain't no match for us
I been doin this shit so long man these niggaz ain't got no chance with us
A breath of fresh air, like I'm new in the league
LeBron James on these niggaz; too much power, too much steam
Smoke good weed and cigarettes, like Young Nob' I'm still a threat
I'm gone off that ol' shit, really y'all ain't seen nothin yet
Listen to my battle cry, "Art of War" will never die
Roll with me you better ride, sucka shit'll never slide
One for the shine, two for the money
Give it back to my Heavenly Father, he the only one can take it from me
Three for my family, four for they future
The only reason I give a fuck, otherwise I'd shoot ya
Five to stay alive, and six to keep grinding
Seven to get to heaven dawg, it's all about perfect timing
What's on my motherfuckin mind is this
These playa haters got me twisted, rewind it if ya missed it
[Chorus x2]
[Outro: Thin C]
Hey, yeah, said I'm 'bout to rock-n-roll
Yeah, hey, said I'm 'bout to rock-n-roll
Hey, yeah, said I'm 'bout to rock-n-roll

You niggaz don't fuckin know me
Why the fuck y'all always lookin at me?
Pissed off cuz a bitch lookin at me
or cause one of yo' niggaz got a lil luv for me
You don't know me
[Chorus x2]
1, fuck a nigga, fuck a nigga
2, slap a bitch fuck a bitch
3, you don't know me why you fuckin with me
1, fuck a nigga, fuck a nigga
2, slap a bitch fuck a bitch
3, you don't know me you dont know me
I'm the piece of the puzzle that didn't fit
I'm the reason why niggaz smack they bitch
I thought you wuz a playa so why the fuck you gon trick?
I'm the feelin in ya dick when ya piss and ya know you been burned
I'm the pain in ya face
when I punch the fuck out you talkin bout No Limit
When the fuck y'all gon learn?
I'm the feelin in the gangbanger heart when he know he been violated
but when he catch up with you in the middle of the night
the beef between you, let's update it
you niggaz don't know me
bitch I'm at No Limit money bitches fame
so what the fuck you gon show me?
I'm the stop sign on yo block that everybody run (run dat bitch)
you think you the man in yo house nigga ask yo bitch bout me
betta yet nigga ask yo son
[Chorus]
P told me he the wheels on the tank
betta yet the million dollars in the bank
Well I'm that lil screw that whole everything together and I never rust
I told you I gave you 1,052 grams
we kinda cool nigga but you betta weigh yo shit, I aint to be trust
I love to bust
I'm the lie in the mirror when you look and you think you kinda tight
I'm the tears in ya eyes when you find out the bitch on camera,
that's ya wife
I'm the thought in ya mind when you see the nigga that snitched on you
I'm the shame in yo heart when all yo niggaz
found out you like bitches to piss on you
I'm the returns when ya tape don't sell out
I'm the look in ya girl eyes
when Pokey see you bitch and knock you the fuck out
[Chorus]
You bitches don't know me and will never know me nigga.
you know what? P right don't be fuckin wit none of these niggaz out here.
fuck y'all.
I told you nigga, choose yo side you're either foe or friend from now on nigga.

You don't have to reach for the sky...
This is a myspace exclusive...
And it's called 1, 2, 3
You don't download my sshhh
[Verse:]
I'm jamie, I'm the mc, everybody wants to be 1
It's easy for me to mc buts it's not the same for
everyone.
And jus 'cause u see me mc, don't think that you can be
Bruv you're swag, laters, bless, safe bye, 1
I won't clash none of these mc's before we start of
already 1
This is grime it's not rap, JME not rake 1
Dun no the myspace.com forward slash, arron B B R 1
I'm like neo from the matrix but in the music because I
am the 1
(I am the 1)
(1, 2, 3, just like 1, 2, 3 it's easy like 1, 2, 3 just
like 1, 2, 3)
I made a tune caled serious, and it's about not having
a 2, 2
Because I'm individual, not 'cause I'm scared like a
girl in a TU TU
I should have won the grime nobel piece award, like
desmond 2, 2
See I stayed in school, got my degree, even if I get a
2, 2
I've done it, time waste for no-one, this year I was to
My dad wants me to do a masters, and my mum wants me to
They want me to do everything, I bet they want me to
climb timbuck 2, too
But I'm just gonna do music, beyond two thousand and
two two
(1, 2, 3, just like 1, 2, 3 it's easy like 1, 2, 3 just
like 1, 2, 3)
If I get famous, you'll still see me I go forward,
right by 3, 3, 3
I'm jamie, don't watch J M E, I do what I want I'm free
free free
Wiley is my bredrin, he's got an album, gave to me for
free free free.
Put it in my pc track 16, when it got to 3:33
I got my lyric book started barsing, rhythem set my
mind free free free
I'm writing alot, unlikely to stop, look at the clock
blud' 3:33
I'm gonna wirte more that's what I'm here for, give it
to you lot for free free
I'm an angel, I cut the devil in half (half) I cut him
down to 333 (666/2 =333)
(1, 2, 3, just like 1, 2, 3 it's easy like 1, 2, 3 just
like 1, 2, 3...
Boy better know.com
Myspace.com forward slash j m e serious
Dun no the myspace.com forward slash deerrkk
Hol' tight my bredrins then
1, 2, 3, just like 1, 2, 3 it's easy like 1, 2, 3 just

I hurt myself when I think of you Somewhere without me
And it feels like every smile
That I’m not there to see
Is stolen from me
All I want is for you to tell me again
Make me believe
That we can be One
Two together
Three and still be free
How can we be one
Two together
Three and still be free
’Cause inside me there’s a heart that beats
Only to love you
and you say If I could learn to let you go
I’ll never lose you
’Cause I want you to teach me
Show me the way
Make me believe
That we can be one
Two together
Three and still be free
How can we be one
Two together
Three and still be free
You and me we can be two
I don’t see how we can be three
It’s you and me

did i need see when im trying to discover
one love from the other
its in confusion in my life
cant let it break me
cant let it take me
gotta make sure my decision is right
could it be all i need is only you
could it be i have my cake and eat it too
is it wrong i feel strong
for the both of you
is it wrong to be torn
what should i do
1 love 2 girls
3 hearts torn
between 2 worlds
[repeat 3x's]
it so happens that i love them both the same
one is physical attraction
and the other's fun and games
its confusion that sets inside my head
trying to choose a special lady
but i choose them both the same
could it be all i need is only you
could it be i have my cake and eat it too
is it wrong i feel strong
for the both of you
is it wrong to be torn
what should i do
1 love 2 girls
3 hearts torn
between 2 worlds
[repeat 3x's]
i thought it would be simple
just to find a love
a love to call my own
a difficult decision
but what i've decided is to carry on
amyth, amyth
smokeman, smokeman
whose smoked on you
a dime on a chicken
one is my dough flow
the other is finga lickin'
foolish of i to play this game
chilling and migranes
looking for cum stains in my name
hold up aint no need for you to blow up
see me with LL
now u wanna show up, comming all dressed up with your make up
making a big scene talkin' bout smoke we bout break up
could it be should it be logically
torn between two girls and two worlds
one with a mansion and a poodle
the other one's stomach is trimmin'
i aint the dugout
i aint got no time for the X's and O's
dont love them hoes
thats why i drift with amyth
forget the rumors just drop the bloomers
the camels are rough rides let me come inside
1 love 2 girls
3 hearts torn
between 2 worlds