Tony McKay
Oh Dambala come Dambala
Oh Dambala come Dambala
Think of the wings of a three toed frog
Eat weeds from the deepest part of sea
Oh Dambala come Dambala
Oh Dambala come Dambala
On the seventh day God will be there
On the seventh night satan will be there
On the seventh day God will be there
On the seventh night satan will be there
You slavers will know
What its like to be a slave
Slave to your heart
Slave to your soul
Oh Dambala come Dambala
Oh Dambala come Dambala
You slavers will know what its
Like to be a slave
Slave to your mind
Slave to your race
You won't go to heaven
You won't go to hell
You remain in your graves
With the stench and the smell
Oh Dambala come Dambala
Oh Dambala come Dambala
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
you call that hard?
mmm... gimme
you call this cold?
mmm... gimme
that's nothing
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
let me into your temple
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
I want into your temple
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
come on come on
mmm... gimme
you call that far?
mmm... gimme
you call that hot?
you call that darkness?
mmm... gimme
well, it's not
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
let me into a temple
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
I want into the temple
the temple
the temple
the temple
come on come on
come on come on
stop.
mmm... gimme
I mean... go
mmm... gimme
mmm... gimme
you call that loving?
mmm... gimme
you call that rain?
mmm... gimme
you call that giving?
mmm... gimme
you call this pain?
mmm... gimme
you call that rough?
mmm... gimme
you call that sad?
mmm... gimme
you call that tough?
well, it's not tough enough
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
let me into your temple
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
I want into your temple
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
let me into the temple
come on come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on come on
November in July.
Eyes glistening
in darkness,
like freshly
crushed flies.
Fourteen bones
held together
by avian phlegm.
When
the whistling
has ended,
I won't stale
again.
Slurry soul.
Unbearable
clink
fraying through
tartared chink,
Took the Dorgi,
left the dent-
frozen fast
in the
sagging night.
4/4 of silence
5/4 of shame.
When the sneezings
subsided,
I wont stare
again.
INK, A DINK A DINK-
Hej do, hej do
A DINK A DINK A
DINK A DOO.
Hej do, hej do
Jutland is crooning
narcrotic Lorilies.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
Awaiting command,
its huge snout-
wedged between my thighs.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
INK, A DINK A DINK
Hej do, hej do
A DINK A DINK A
DINK A DOO.
Hej do, hej do
Jutland is hvining
while stars fall in thuds,
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
flattening the cheek,
like soft muffled scuds.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
Tongues lick
the lead Lego,
they won't be
denied.
If you're listening
to this,
you must have
survived.
My only pige
passed
your only dreng
in Jutland's
sheer city.
Farvel, farvel
November in July
Apropolis lip
to where
acid-fast
fly.
Crepey
and shiny.
guanine restrain.
While out
lifting scalp,
I will not glare again.
Took the shilling,
ditched
the score,
frozen fast
in the
lowering
night.
In the
lowering
left-testicle
When the house was burned,
we returned to the desert and wept
son's slaughtered, daughter's raped
gone away are the sun's rays
and the days when our children play
Now they been crushed like grapes.
There ain't no escape.
This is your place, this is your kingdom.
This is your face, broken reflection
Am ma ma-ou...
Burn'n in a burnt down house
Silent victim from bite of regret
Sick with a symptom of name we forget
Forgot the skeleton?? left
Unforgiven, we are forgotten
So...
fill with the venom of an ancient fire that burned our kingdom
on this day the hot breeze (or high priest) sang the anthem
This is your place, this is your kingdom.
This is your face, broken reflection
Who have we become,
what will we be?
One day the moon will shine like the sun
And our heart will feel the love and be numb
Take out your drum and your harps to strum
This is your place, this is your kingdom.
[Intro/Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Delivered straight from the temple
Hip-hop ya don't stop
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, ROCK!!
[Lauryn Hill]
Well as an infant I was born into religion
My mother called me back - this brother she forgot to mention
Was just one baptist - me! The stories o' God sent
His only forgotten sooonnn who gave his life
to make sure that I would have one
As I learned in Sunday School, he's got to care
of who's ready to disrespect, my mother and father would be Taboo
But as I grew, I met a Jew, a Catholic
and the pastor just couldn't figure out where baptist fit
Hastily ya paid me that'cha make me sing
Brother has confronted me, mister ??
I get Jehovah, a Buddha or shall I call you Adder
or though rich for tellin' me brother
I just like to be a scholar on the subject called realogy
So that's how I might figure
why they call themselves Christians, ya still call me nigga
And off to store a black hole leaves no control over thought
I leave my body to see the pits
go high when the physical takes control
No communications with the inner stealth
The prize is the up the wise, wise who has a spiritual health
Now to explain they had the problems/visions of gettin' along with herself
She bought a corner, cornered herself and becomes a mourner
Logic brothers...
(Ahhh, yo sister can Praswell and Wyclef get some, check it out)
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]
Delivered straight from the temple
Hip-hop ya don't stop
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, ROCK!!
[Wyclef Jean]
Delivered straight from the (TEMPLE), I had no time to (SAMPLE)
My cousin's name was (SAMUEL), I wasn't allowed to use the turntables
My dad was a preacher, so rap music was your devilism
And if it wasn't say: Thank You Lord, I couldn't listen
So why you s-sneak to listen to DJ Red Alert?
To check the competition, a DJ Red Alert goes berserk
Cause as a young lad, I had a big rap pad
Cause he who wanted to practice would someday be the greatest guy
So I checked them as they flippin' sometimes
they're not flippin', they think they rippin'-rappin'
the only rappin' they doin' is in they room before they packin'
You gained the world sucker, but you lost your soul
(The devil approach you us, all you do is tell a foe)
Life after death could be eternal fire
So some get blunted but you're back all on this when it's all over
Mama said that blunt was a stunt to the brain
So some say: I don't smoke but on a sneak-tip he sniff coke
He won the lotto but now he dies of an overdose
While the bum he picked a hole to sleep he wanted a deep throat
So ask yourself the question: Who's really maxin'?
Cause some check in but don't check out and either Hell or Heaven high
But to some Earth is Hell and Heaven's death
So they predict to be Haiti's and kill till there's nothin' left, hah
But I'ma hit with a gun, that's harder than all guns
Mic check from the temple, check the Tech
(And start the nuzzle to get wreck)
Can I get a witness? (Check the Tech)
Get wreck (Check the Tech), check the Tech
(And start the nuzzle to get wreck), can I get a witness?
(Check the Techs), here we go yo
Well I arrive let me tell you what I see in my third eye
Many die they call a battle, they got crucified
Justice, is righteous, in the eyes of the beholder
While the, younger the better but the, older the wiser
Mama used to read in deep from the book of powers
But the bird said the word was absurd, have ya heard?
Knowledge - I come to teach while I increase ya decrease
Some say peace, but on a street a .45's my piece
[Pras]
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise me two things
try all my cheap - COME!!
On the nineteenth of October I remember
startin' my life as a natural leaver
Cause I lick one-two-three-four-five-six-seven shots
While any priest here builds his church on a solid rock, hit me
So feel the spirit comin' from the Heaven above
(Ay, Pras, how could you be a hood in full of so much love?)
I said: On every man chest there breathes a heart
Tu me haces temblar
Que tu me haces temblar
Cada vez que te acercas
Que tu me haces temblar
Que tu me haces temblar
Cada vez que te acercas
Tu me haces temblar
Que tu me haces temblar
Siento una emocion poderosa
Que no puedo controlar
Que tu me haces temblar
Tiemblo por ti yo tiemblo
Que tu me haces temblar
Que por ti yo tiemblo
Temblo cuando te me acercas
Tiemblo y no es de frio
Tiemblo y te confieso que por ti yo tiemblo
Tiemblo cuando tu te acercas, tiemblo
Tiemblo y no es de frio, yo tiemblo
Tiemblo y te confieso, yo tiemblo
Que por ti yo tiemblo
El brillo de tu aura me hace a mi temblar
Cuando siento tus manos
Siento las olas del mar
Me acerco poco a tu pelo
Me quiero desmayar
No es que tenga frio
Pero contigo me quiero arropar
Cuando tu te acercas
- Oh K-reen !
- Ouais, ouais…
- Oh K-reen, ?a va ?
- Ouais, ?a va, et toi ?
- Ouais, ?a va. Dis-moi, tu viens faire un petit tour en voiture ?
Imagine a temple in your dreams
Where even all my fears won’t make you disappear
Imagine these feelings we could share
You’d keep them in your head, even when I’m dead
Imagine now, imagine now (but you can’t) Imagine…
Remember this ringing in your ears
Sounded like my biggest fear and you made it disappear
Remember now these feelings that we shared
How they whisper in your ears even when I’m far away
Remember now this temple in my dreams
Where even all your fears won’t make me disappear
Remember now these moments that we shared
Now they will stay in your head even when I’m dead
Remember now, remember now
I won’t say goodbye this time
Make me believe again
I've built a life out of sacrifice
And its a temple to waste
A place where I hide
The fractions of daylight
I thought would survive
Tell me the truth again
I have nothing to say and I
Want to be whole again
After this life built of second sight
Its falling like rain
These thorns in my side
Are all I can feel
When our seconds collide
Make me believe again
Because I can't see the sky and I
Want to be whole again
Because I don't think our afterlife
Is something I need
A night without sleep
Is all I remember
Why there's left so many questions
that beats inside my head?
It's worth givin' up the answers
and fill dreams instead?
My heart beats for you, for your sacrifice,
giving in everything.
For my brothers, for my sisters - open your eyes.
Everything I've done -
what is it worth? Your sacrifice?
What have we build? Our own paradise?
Justice!
My heart bleeds for you, for world sacrifice,
give up everything.
For my brothers and my sisters - open your eyes.
Everything you've done - a ticket straight to skies.
What have we build? Our own paradise -
for eternity!
My heart beats for you, for world sacrifice,
give up everything, lose yourself to lord above.
Destroy their arrogance now,
in our self-made land.
All I can see is burning temple
TOTE:Mancharé de semen tu sudadera de bustamante,puedo enseñarte a vacilar,rapear facil?,dejad al experto interesante hasta despues de muerto,parece que improvise pero esta en tu cuerpo,es pa meterme dentro dambala me lo ofrecio cogio mi alma y dijo salvala y le puso un precio,si me aburro grito dentro de lequio o violo a melody,celagri,este es mi obsequio,me guio por la magia existe yo soy el twister,el dolor de estomago cuando te chilla el mister,si tiro el pincho como el ricocheta triki puedo resucitarlo luego como litle niki,tote king si quiero quiebro a cepelin,productor asin, escrupulos puto arlequin,dambala me dio poder budú animal,y estuve con cafú en su pierna derecha durante tol mundial,quiero el poder de tus ancestros maestro,el mundo es nuestro,el diario de patricia es vuestro,secuestro cuerpos me alimento de su don,los magos visten con teflon riman de corazón,represento espias del rap como james bond en cada orgia siempre hay un mirón y un campeón,yo ni siquiera estoy no se bailar como tu cowboy dambala me dió un regalo caro como viceroy,----- son trucos mentales de jeddy llama al sherif no me hagas venir,dentro de cada encargao de supermercao,stedy,bandy,dambala te esta invitando a un sandy,fui john mclain,en la cato mi plaza puse mi nombre en las tarrinas de mostaza,puede que no lo sepas pero estuve en ti como en hiden,piensen en mi cuando respiren,miren giren el cuello para ver a saracos sin farmacos tu estilo caduco cambialo,cambialo,no hay dinero que compre esta magia budú no podran encontrarla ni por wanadoo,quieren matar al purgan acaba el plato,los hombres nos purgan destaco no me des la murga,proclamo libertad de temas en el rap,tu crema quema?,que mas me da voy con dambala.
Estribillo x2:dambala,quieres vivir como un dios?,llama a dambala,solos tu y yo el te ampara,dambala,somos todos en esta estación,la mente es fragil como pompas de jabon
SHOTTA:Manchare de lefa tu camisa de bon jovi,tu osito pupita habla encima del armario o es un hobby?,jijijiji,si empiezas a sentirte como dos sentado en una celda es porque dambala ya tiene movil,quien es dambala??,quien le dio poder a chuki?,se quienes mandan lo he leio en el new york times,vale tengo fe como bin laden,si te encuentras entre medio hablaran en clave,estuve dentro del cerebro del doctor beltran te hizo un tratamiento de la hipertensión arterial,aquel poli no se olvidará de holligan,poder mental,hablasteis mal de la lluvia,pecados a la espalda,escorpión king,(tote):recien salio del resident evil como willian many,purisima maria del cielo enseñeme su tanga,baileme con chanclas,mcs hablan de maldad falsa,dambala fuma por placer no por filosofia tiene colegas en la cia,no son efectos sicotropicos,quien le comera la olla a esos niños de psiquiatrico,el se encarga de los populares en el tuto,y de la anciana del 5º,ese dedo quien te lo amputó?,sin café me consideran miembro del infierno de honor,ni aunque vengas con king kong,me divierto o me tiro en un cuerpo de otro,luego se levantan entre masas de mocos,improviso al foco es critico tu fondo escucha el bombo,tengo colegas sacaos del congo,duques decian que era zizou y contrincante de arenbi,aqui de everybody pa mi es demasiado facil,es momento de edificar el templo,hombres y mujeres ya saben manos al cielo.
Estribillo x2
Pon un muñeco.......x8
javier_r989@hotmail.com
ANGELS DO NOT FOLLOW ME
AND THE SUN DON'T ALWAYS SHINE
CAN'T ALWAYS COUNT ON YOUR MOTHER'S LOVE
WHEN THE TURNING WORLD
UNFURLS UNKIND
NEITHER FAITH NOR REASON
SAVE ME FROM THE FIRE
AND WHO BUT WHO'S GONNA SAVE MY ASS
WHEN IT'S HANGIN' OUT ON THE WIRE
SOME PEOPLE TRUST FAITH
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
I BELIEVE WHAT I SEE IN THE LIGHT IN THE NIGHT
AND THE CHANGIN' SEASON
IN THE TEMPLE OF MY MOTHER'S FAITH
IN A TEMPLE THAT MY MIND REPLACED
'CAUSE A TEMPLE MADE OF STONE
AIN'T NO SAINT GONNA SHOW
WALK ON WATER WALK ON AIR
WALK IN SOMEONE ELSE'S SHOES
WALK ON DOWN THE ROAD AWHILE
WALKIN' WITH THE WALKIN' BLUES
I HAVE CRIED IN FRUSTRATION
WRESTLED WITH DESIRE
AIN'T NOBODY EVER HEAR MY PRAYER
AND SET MY SOUL ON FIRE
SOME PEOPLE TRUST FAITH
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
SOME PEOPLE NEED TO BELIEVE
WHAT THEY NEED
AND THEN THEY BELIEVE SOME
I THINK ABOUT MY MOTHER'S FAITH
IN THE TEMPLE THAT MY MIND REPLACED
'CAUSE A TEMPLE MADE OF STONE
AIN'T NO SAINT GONNA SHOW
STARS AND SATELLITES
FALLING THRU' THE OPEN SKY
RANDOM AND COLLIDING
JUST LIKE CHANGES IN OUR LIVES
LOSING FAITH ALONE INSIDE OURSELVES
REACHING OUT FOR SOMETHING TO BELIEVE IN
TO BELIEVE
WAKE ME WHEN IT'S OVER ANGEL
WAKE ME UP WITH WINGS
FLOATIN' OVER THE SEVEN SEAS
WITH A BAD CIGAR
AND A PEARLY QUEEN
ONE MAN LIVIN' IN PARADISE
ANOTHER CRAWLIN' IN THE SLIME
AIN'T NO SOLACE AND AIN'T NO COMFORT
UNTIL THE DAY HE DIE
SOME PEOPLE TRUST FAITH
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
I CAN SEE WHAT I SEE WHAT I SEE
WHAT I SEE AND IT AIN'T NO TREASON
IN THE TEMPLE OF MY MOTHER'S FAITH
IN THE TEMPLE THAT MY MIND REPLACED
'CAUSE A TEMPLE MADE OF STONE
MADE MY HEART TURN COLD
SOME PEOPLE TRUST FAITH
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
SOME AIN'T GOT NOWHERE LEFT TO GO
JUST UP A TREE SON
IN THE TEMPLE OF MY MOTHER'S FAITH
IN THE TEMPLE THAT MY MIND REPLACED
'CAUSE A TEMPLE MADE OF STONE
AND AIN'T NO SAINT GONNA SHOW
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
SOME PEOPLE TRUST REASON
IN A TEMPLE THERE'S A SOAPBOX POLITICIAN
Se você olha pra mim
Se me dá atenção
Eu me derreto suave
Neve num vulcão
Se você toca em mim
Alaúde, emoção
Eu me desmancho suave
Nuvem no avião
Himalaia, Himeneu
Esse homem nu sou eu
Olhos de contemplação
Inca, Maia, Pigmeu
Minha tribo me perdeu
Quando entrei no templo da paixão
2. Tumble
we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
your father's under water
and he's begging you to let him all drown
your daughter, you forgot her
and now she's running around
we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
in your eyes, i go blind
it's been hollowed out inside
no-one tries to find or follow what's in your mind
it's in your mind
we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
:it's in your mind:
(repeat)
you know, you say, you won't
don't worry dear, no, there's nothing to fear
in time, in time, we all say goodbye (bye)
and i'll never take anything
granted, when something comes
when something comes my way
cause we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
in your eyes, i go blind
it's been hollowed out inside
no-one tries to find or follow what's in your mind
it's in your mind
we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
:it's in your mind:
(repeat)
and i can't if you won't say it, say it now
we keep tumbling, we keep tumbling down
don't take it down, don't say it now
(repeat)
i can't if you won't say it, say it now
Of deepest density and weakness.
You find a way, perfection, enlightenment.
The brawling river in you.
The golden lake is oh so close, almost arrived and shadows resolve.
See the flames, they lead you.
Step over dashing stones through thorny underwood to the brawling river in you.
No more whispering that narrows.
...darkness that binds.
...blindness that hurts.
Ich werde abgeholt wie Schlachtvieh
Eingepfercht in Tierwaggons
Ahnungslos rolle ich der Nekropole entgegen
Der Zug hält an: Endstation!
Die Verschläge werden entriegelt
Licht der kargen Hoffnung fällt ein
Doch meine Sinne sind nur geblendet
Ich werde durch das Tor geführt
In den Tempel des Tyrannen!
In den Tempel des Tyrannen!
Seit Wochen grabe ich ein Loch in die Erde
Ein Tränental
Auf meiner Haut, die mir längst zu groß geworden ist
Zeichnet mein Gerippe sich ab
Nachts träume ich, wie Steine an meiner kalten Schaufel scheuern
Ungewisse Zukunftsvisionen!?
Schmerzen, Wahn, Gedankenschlachten!
Das sind die Namen Zeichen, die nach dem Leben trachten!
In den Tempel des Tyrannen!
In den Tempel des Tyrannen!
Heute morgen stehe ich vor meiner Grube - starre in die Tiefe
Hinter meinem Rücken vernehme ich das monotone Maschieren von Soldaten
Doch ich wage nicht mich umzudrehen!
Ich will entfliehen! Doch meine Beine - sie gehorchen nicht!
Detonationen zerbrechen die Stille
Eine Kugel frißt sich in mein Fleisch!
Pochen durchströmt meinen Körper
Ich stürze
Da liege ich im Schoß der Erde!
Und es wird Dunkel
Im Tempel des Tyrannen!
Im Tempel des Tyrannen!
Meine Grube -
Aufgefüllt mit hautüberzogenem Gebein
