A torch is a fire source, usually a rod-shaped piece of wood with a rag soaked in pitch and/or some other flammable material wrapped around one end. Torches were often supported in sconces by brackets high up on walls, to throw light over corridors in stone structures such as castles or crypts. This traditional use of the word lives on in the Olympic Torch, procession torches and the like.
A torch carried in relay by cross-country runners is used to light the Olympic flame which burns without interruption until the end of the Games. These torches and relay tradition were introduced in 1936 Summer Olympics by Carl Diem, the chairman of the event because during the duration of the Ancient Olympic Games in Olympia, a sacred flame burns inside of the temple of Hera, kept in custody by her priestess.
If a torch is made of sulfur mixed with lime, the fire will not diminish after being plunged into water. Such torches were used by the ancient Romans.
Procession torches are made from coarse hessian rolled into a tube and soaked in wax. There is usually a wooden handle and a cardboard collar to deflect any wax droplets. They are an easy, safe and relatively cheap way to hold a flame aloft in a parade, or to provide illumination in any after-dark celebration.
Toni L is one of the three artists comprising the famous German rap group Advanced Chemistry formed in 1987. Born as Toni Landomini, yet often referred to as “der pate” or “the Godfather,” Toni holds German citizenship but has an Italian background. His Italian roots provide him with material for his rap songs, such as in Advanced Chemistry’s hit single “Fremd Im Eigenen Land” (A Foreigner In My Own Country), where the group discusses the struggle to be accepted as a German. Toni has produced solo releases, beginning with his debut “Der Pate,” hence leading to his nickname. He has also founded the German hip-hop label MZEE.
Plot
Passionate BMX dirt jumper, Phin Cooper (Joel Moody), wants nothing in life but to attain fame in his sport and get paid doing it. After missing out on a competition when he lands in jail for unpaid citations, he is court-ordered for community service and reluctantly mentors one of the toughest boys, Blue Espinosa (Will Martinez). As Phin leads the troubled teen on exciting adventures of riding dirt trails, big jumps and cityscapes, Blue becomes more than an obligation - an unlikely friend whose secret world of drug trafficking threatens Phin's ultimate dream. Featuring some of the best stunts in dirt jumping by legendary pros and hardcore locals in the sport, Heroes of Dirt is more than adrenaline rush. It embarks on an unforgettable journey into real significance, and the price it takes to get there.
Keywords: adventure-hero, bmx, bmx-stunt-riding, christianity, contest, courtroom, domestic-violence, drugs, espn, freestyle
Rape and murder are the national sport!
Plot
A darkly satiric horror film that takes an acid look at the current state of the news media while a mysterious plague is bringing the dead back to life. A small group of news reporters and their military escort set out to tell the truth about what's happening in the world, despite the government's efforts to take control of the media.
Keywords: pot, satire, zombie
End of the world... News at 11.
Plot
April's Shower is a comedy about love, romance and expectation. The story follows unpredictable twists and turns until it climaxes with a madcap finale. The hilarity belies the poignancy of truth and love and the laughter is punctuated with honesty, tenderness and pain. At the beginning, the cast assembles for a seemingly traditional wedding shower. The action is captured inside an eclectic, three-story craftsman - itself serving as a central character to the story. As the script progresses, layers are slowly pulled away revealing secret relationships and subversive undercurrents - the wedding shower quickly becomes a free for all. Just when we think we have a grasp on each character's inner-motives, more characters get sucked into the fray altering everyone's dynamic and the course of April's "perfect" shower. We open on the main character Alex, a chef, put out by her effort for the shower and struggling with her desire to make things "picture-perfect." She is really hiding her true emotional motivation behind a mask. As April, the bride-to-be arrives, Alex's mask begins to slip away. It slowly becomes obvious that Alex, the disgruntled maid-of-honor, carries a secret that effects not just the course of her life, but that of almost everyone at the shower. In the end, Alex unveils her secret, an act of truth, which forces this crazed cast of characters to re-examine their own lives. April's Shower demands you to ask how far would you go for true love and if you have the strength to live in your truth. Once you have walked into April's Shower you can never leave. The hunky pizza guy, the mad Scotsman and a parade of Firemen all become invited guests - men almost out numbering the women. With a shower like this, what could go wrong with the wedding?
Keywords: bridal-shower, female-nudity, homosexual, independent-film, lesbian, lesbian-sex, love, stripper
How far would you go for true love?
Only a best friend could throw a shower like this.
Alex: Why are you attracted to women?::Fergus: Because they're beautiful creatures!::Alex: Why do you think I am attracted to them?::Fergus: Because you're a lesbian!
Kelly: When people appear to be normal, I don't trust them!
Plot
Two foster brothers work as transit cops. While one's life is as good as it gets, the other's is a pit. After losing his job, getting dumped by his brother, and getting the crap kicked out of him by a loan shark for the umpteenth time, He implements his plan to steal the "money train," a train carrying the New York Subway's weekly revenue. But when things go awry, will his brother be able to save him in time?
Keywords: action-hero, amazing-grace-hymn, arrest, beretta, box-office-flop, boxing, boxing-gloves, bracelet, brawl, brooklyn-bridge
Get on, or GET OUT THE WAY!
Get on or get out of the way
Get on the fast track!
John: No, you ain't gonna hit him.::Charlie: Why not?::John: Because I'm gonna hit him! [smacks a transit cop in the face]
Grace Santiago: [to Charlie] Should we break this up? They're tuggin' at his collar for dear life over there.
Grace Santiago: [staggers towards platform women; pretending to be drunk] Hey! Hey! That's my man! Get your hands off my man! Are you bitches crazy? [pulls her sleeves and clenches her fists as she runs towards them] You wanna get hurt, that's what it is!::Woman on Platform: We're sorry, we didn't know it was your man!::Woman on Platform: We're sorry, Merry Christmas to you! [they get behind the turnstiles]::Grace Santiago: [tries to attack them] Get the hell outta here! Yeah, you better run!::Woman on Platform: [to her friend as they leave the station] It's your fault! You started it!::Woman on Platform: Me? I didn't start anything!::Grace Santiago: [to John] I turn my back for one minute and you're doggin' me?::John: They were huuge!!::Charlie: [back at the booth] Oh, she's beautiful.::Grace Santiago: [positioning John on the poles] Now, you wait right there, all right. You wait right there, and don't you let me see you talkin' to - [John blows his nose with his hand] You nasty. [gives a male passerby a dirty look] What you lookin' at? I could kick your ass, too. Shit.
John: Patterson!::Charlie: came as soon as we could::John: hey, we heard over the scanners. WOO, what a mess. Look, if there's anything we could do to help::Charlie: all you gotta do is ask::Donald Patterson: What are you two bags of shit doing here? You aren't cops no more::John: look man, we here trying to help::Donald Patterson: Hey, sweet pie. How's your cock working now that you ain't got a badge no more?::John: WHAT?::Donald Patterson: Here's what I think of *you fuck-up*::[spits in John's face]::John: you spit in my face!::[John tries to punch Patterson in the face, but Charlie stopped him]::Charlie: Hey, you aren't going to hit him::John: Why not?::Charlie: Cause, I'm gonna hit him::[Charlie tries to punch Patterson in the face, but John stopped him]::John: NO NO NO, your not going to hit him::John, Charlie: WE BOTH HIT HIM::[John and Charlie punch Patterson in the face that sent him flying 25ft across the station platform]
Donald Patterson: Did I say that? I didn't say that! All I said was... bad things tend to happen around you two. Some money got lost and I think you two can help me find it.::Charlie: How so?::Donald Patterson: You look for it!
Plot
Drama based on Alan Bowne's play Beirut, takes place in the decrepit New York City of the near future, controlled by a fascistic government.
Keywords: aids, authority, based-on-play, dictatorship, dystopia, freedom, freedom-fighter, illicit, inner-city, interfaith-relationship
[first lines]::Title Card: In 1915 the "Young Turk" Party of the Ottoman Empire, under the leadership of Talaat, Enver, and Djemal, methodically and systematically exterminated one and one-half million Armenians.::Title Card: "... the Turkish government began and ruthlessly carried out the infamous massacre and deportation of Armenians in Asia Minor. The clearance of the race from Asia Minor was about as complete as such as act, on a scale so great, could well be." - Sir Winston Churchill::Title Card: This film is based on an actual incident which took place in Berlin in 1921 when a young man assassinated the Ex-Grand Vezir, Tallat Pasha. The names of several individuals portrayed in the fol have been changed to protect their provacy and this film.
[first lines]::Prosecuting Attourney: The eyewitness accounts are highly exaggerated. The documents which have been submitted as evidence cannot be considered valid proofs. We have no means to verify them. The honorable Doctor Lapaius' testimony is only hearsay at best. The materials he gathered are only second and third-hand information.
Plot
Famous detective and his trusty side-kick Tinker are called in by the War Office to find some important papers that were stolen from a man killed during an air raid.
Keywords: character-name-in-title, sexton-blake, world-war-two
Waiting for the sun to come to guide me into hell and gone
Angels falling from the sky, with broken wings they cannot fly
Don't turn away, every time we talk about it.
Don't turn away, every time we talk about it
Every time we talk...
...you take my time, don't waste my time
How can I...
...re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
How can I?
Once again I'll fake a smile and loose myself for a while
Remember to forget to hate, show me how to tollerate
Don't turn away, every time we talk about it.
Don't turn away, every time we talk about it
Every time we talk...
...you take my time, don't waste my time
How can I...
...re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
How can I?
How can I... re-fraise your mind?
...you take my time, don't waste my time
How can I...
...re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
Torch
I ain't never been a petty nigga
I always did my shit on the largest scale
I supa size my autos
Broken home baby, let 80s mama to a ride,
dreams I'd be a doctor I kept the dream alive,
no mess cool slinging dimes, call it my..down
money be jealous, acting up I back em down
money stack in all start team mummy.. purple hard,
money super size niggas just rappers
I'm in super traffic, face is super charge and snoopin snoopin
but I ain't give a f*ck I'm in and out the new coops
Sitting in my..preach, you gotta play that,
a spot OT with these thugs hundred the credit,
sitting in my trust, the bloody money never met,
not to be superstitious, doing right the super rich,
shit, she know me, I was all lean,
6 months later, we all had ato be
and now much later this nigga talk a string,
a year later me and brother don't talk a..
feeling together, chillin together, stuntin on each other,
comparing the level, wear the Gucci to LV,
her mess to.., tryin when I'll be chop,
nigga I'm not your cop, money to rule the LV
but people with it and miss lead you,
people I need it to see you,
bitches and f*ck you..to hear you
my mind stay on another plane,
only thing worst in the double cross trip you,
cross that's the game.
Hook:
So the first to the.. on the grind going supa hard,
got a lawyer over tained is for the supa charge
cocaine supa size, low get em supa star
said will be dead up in jail we beat the supa hard.
from the 15 to the 20 we going supa hard,
got a lawyer over tained is for the supa charge
cocaine supa size, low get em supa star
said will be dead up in jail we beat the supa hard.
This is supa soaker but it ain't a war to gun
supa size work on deck on my auto gun
I can see the future, I was picture in my daughter son
only all and city every with it is a war of fun,
if I coop it up, now I'm gonna supper up flying by a ride
die middle finger the troop is up,
I'll be supa hot, chillin with I just super fly
knock em, I'ma push your man, every time you're cookin pies,
you should see the blocks that I supervise,
niggas in supervision 'cause everybody is due or die,
we official but we supaficial
nigga you style on them niggas on the shoot and hit you,
nigga you keep on smoking to the booty hit you
you on a super hate, you better have a..
..smoking to the booty hit you,
you on a supa hate, you better have a ruga with you
this is SPD block, you know I keep it supa hard
balls and streets nigga I'm a supa star.
[Hook:]
Say goodbye to gravity
Say goodbye to sanity
A ray of hope
Down to the wire
(Gone, gone)
Hand me a match
This is a story about fire
One by one
We sacrificed our pawns
For our queen
To play her way
Rooks and knights
Built a solid wall
For her protection
One by one
We couldn't go on
To keep the balance between
Madness and affection
Our queen enchanted everyone
Fatal play
One night
Our queen just walked away
Everytime we managed to calm down again
You returned with more poison
Everytime we managed to navigate a while
You filled our souls with more outrage
(Torch)
When the sirens broke down
We were still here
(Torch)
Igniting more fires
To burn down every
Responsibility
(Torch)
When the towers collapsed
You whispered my name
Princess of fire
Desire
I do remember you
Darkness comes
At nightfall
This place is quiet and abandoned
Smoke and ember
Attest to what we had
Now checkered wasteland
One by one
We sacrificed our pawns
To please our queen
Fulfill her desire
Our walls have fallen
Treasures stolen
Our queen is long long gone
a thousand rainy days
and i spoke on tongues that talk of saints
burned down days like cigarettes
for your hollow praise
down the days that you forget
count the pictures that you keep
keep it, hide it all away
let it never show
all of this and i regret
not a day that i was sent
celebrated and arose
for your vanity in vain
framed the faces i applaud
all the same sad eyes
write the world between the lines
i heard it all, i heard it spoke
like a name i call my life
let it never show
all of this i now regret
not a day that i was sent
not a name that i might place
not at my parade
in the four walls of my room
standing where i wait
others praised and i can't come
tore the pictures off my walls
there's a secret that i keep
let it never show
all of this i now regret
not a day that i was sent
all of this i now regret
not a name that i might place
not at my parade
framed the faces i applaud
all the same sad eyes
write the world between the lines
i heard it all, i heard it spoke
in the four walls of my room
I'm lost again and I'm on the run
Looking for love in a sad song.
With your avenger eyes and your catlike ways
I can hold you.
You are a fool for me to be cruel.
I'm leaning on this bar listening to you sing
And your sad song rings in my ears and I start to cry.
He's searching
she's showing
See him heZd in a deep
deep spell he knows she's glowing.
I can find within my mind a way to go
I can look deep into your light and shout
Hold me
hold me
hold me
hold me
hold me.
I hear the saxophone and it tears my soul
And we're feeling old
feeling so cold
She is the torch and she is the theme
She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real.
Try to avoid her eyes
to avoid her words
They will hit you with all that you feel.
He's searching
she's showing
. . .
See her eyes they are bright tonight.
See the stars coming out tonight.
See the moon looking down tonight
See how they light your way tonight.
See my eyes they are bright tonight.
See my hands reaching out tonight.
Hear my words they are dynamite
See how they light your way tonight.
See her eyes they are bright tonight. . . .
See her eyes they are bright tonight.
Leave me a light on the porch
Leave me a light on the porch
Leave me...
See all the people walkin
See all the people demanding me to
See all the people doggin
See all the people grabbin at me.
Cant take it
Cant take it
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
See all the people hauntin me
See all the people taunting me
See all the people watchin
See all the people cursin at me
Cant take it
Cant take it
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Oh what you do to me i cant get through to you
Oh what you do to me i cant get through to you
See all the people wantin
See all the people talkin down to me
See all the people poundin
See all the people drowndin me
Cant take it
Cant take it
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Why dont you leave me, why dont you
(Leave me a light on the porch)
why dont you
(I carry a torch)
why dont you leave me
(I burn for you)
why dont you leave me!
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Why dont you leave me, why dont you
(Leave me a light on the porch)
why dont you
(I carry a torch)
why dont you leave me
(I burn for you)
why dont you leave me!
A light on the porch
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
Leave me a light on the porch
I carry a torch
I burn for you
I miss your smell and your style
And your pure abiding way
Miss your approach to life
And your body in my bed
Miss your take on anything
And the music you would play
Miss cracking up and wrestling
Our debriefs at end of day
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
I miss your neck and your gait
And your sharing what you write
Miss you walking through the front door
Documentaries in your hand
Miss traveling our traveling
And your fun and charming friends
Miss our Big Sur getaways
And to watch you love my dogs
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
One step one prayer
I soldier on
Stimulating moving on
I miss your warmth and the thought
Of us bringing up our kids
And the part of you that walks with your stick-tied handkerchief
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And now the torch and shadows lead
Were it not so black and not so hard to see
How can it help you when you don't know what you need?
How can anybody set you free?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Would you carry the torch for me?
And what if I gave you the key to the doors of your design?
Lit the corridors of desire
And were if not so black and not so hard to see
What use to you then any fire?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Would you carry the torch for me?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Would you carry the torch for me?
Would you carry the torch for me?
Oh, would you carry the torch for me?
見つめていた流れる雲を
感じていた変わる空の色を
立ち止まった僕らは気づく
移ろいゆく世界が紡ぐ唄に
伸ばした指で手繰るように
ただ一つ変わらないもの探す
かざす手に灯火を
明日へと続く小さな導
今もまだこだまする
あの日の言葉誓いに変え 僕は行く
忘れていた 古い風達
懐かしさの音色を口ずさむ
囚われてた僕らに告げる
この場所から始まる物語を
伸ばした指で手繰るように
ただ一つ変わらないもの探す
見上げれば灯火が
過去と繋がる小さな明かり
この絆ある限り
僕らは僕らのままでいられ続ける
満ちてゆく灯火は
今を輝く小さな光
かざす手の灯火よ
Eins Zwei, Eins Zwei, Torchmann, Linguist, wir waren mal Stars
Chorus:
Wir waren mal Stars die Karriere ist vorbei das war's
Ihr rockt die Charts und wir hocken in den Bars
Langen Mädels an den Arsch
Und leeren Glas nach Glas
Ihr habt jetzt den Stess und wir den Spaß
Wir sind keine Stars mehr, alles vorbei
Irgendwie bin ich froh darum,
Schluss mit der Heuchelei
Wir sind frei, kein Underground der im Popbusiness steht
Und kein Kopf mehr der sich um Popbusiness dreht keine Zielscheibe mehr wir haben
unsere Ruh
Hängen in Heidelberg ab mit BOULEWARD BOU
Und bauen Beats nur aus Bock sowie es früher war
Als ich noch nicht so müde und Grafitisprüher war
10 jahre her da waren wir in deiner stadt
wo ist heut die Crowd die damals so gejubelt hat
ham darauf geachtet dass der Text nen Sinn hat
ich verlang nicht viel nur dass ihr euch daran erinnert
aus Jux treten wir noch manchmal auf im JUZ
wenn ne andere Band nicht kann vor 20 Mann
aber wen juckts unser Geld von der GEMA hat die Nena
und das sehen wir nie 99 Mc's aber wo ist AC
Chorus
Wir sind am Ende Raprentner ohne Rente
Haben den Anschluss verpasst nach der Rapwende
Ist schon ok wir verteidigen keine Position
Geniessen unsere Pension auf unserem Thron
Wir waren mal Stars waren angesagt und voll cool
Jetzt saufen wir uns voll den ganzen Tag und sitzen im Rollstuhl
Ich überlass ihn euch den Titel der beste MC der fetteste Beat
Behalt nur den für das schlechteste Lied
Komm zu deinem Gig 30DM Abendkasse
Bring meine Kinder mit dein Konzert war klasse
Hol nen Autogramm erzähl allen das ich dich kenn
Ich gönn euch dass aber Wahrheit soll man beim Namen nennen
Früher habt ihr zu uns aufgeschaut, vielleicht kennt ihr uns noch
Von uns habt ihr euren Style geklaut
TONI L im Anzug und TORCH in Ledermontur
Wir glauben so stark an die Hip Hop Kultur
Chorus
Yeah, Torchmann, Linguist, Toni L, wir waren mal Stars
Suicide, Boulevard Bou, Zulu Soundsystem, vergesst uns nicht!
Wir sind das Musterpaar der Oldschooler ja,
stellen uns cooler dar als dein Rapsuperstar aus den USA.
Heute der Presse fremd, was dein Interesse hemmt,
doch wer grüne Pässe kennt der erkennt unsere Fressen denn
wir sind die Unbestechlichen Vergessenen nicht zu Verwechselnden
Zuhörerfesselnden ihr könnt es testen wenn
Durch die Bessesenen best Rappenden
Jedesmal jeder Saal wie ein Kessel brennt wir metzelten
Immer wieder Lieder wie die da nieder,
doch die Masse fands prima wollte es lieber primitiver
es brach aus das MTVIVA Viedeofieber,
doch unserer Lyrics wurden tiefer die Musik innovativer
heute bist du Rapstar ich Rentner berühmtester Bettler,
du speist im Grandhotel ich an der Snackbar
nun denkst du etwa wer rapt da du checkst klar
ich rock jeden Track weg ja wie die Lava des Ätna
TONI-L der Funk-Joker mit mir ist der Soul da
Fett wie ein Wholecar es ist wohl wahr
Dass ADVANCED CHEMISTRY groß war
du liest es auf jedem legendären Hip Hop Jam-Poster
Oh ja so sah sogar dieser oder
Jener uns als Oberväter jeder Meter
360.000 Kilometer später
wird weiter gerockt nonstop kein Thema
bis zum letzten Lied, weil ich schon die besten Texte schrieb
als die meisten noch nicht wußten das es Sätze gibt
alles andere muss zu deinem Komplex gehören
dann nicht meinen Text zu hören ist wie beim Sex zu stören
tja, ohne uns wären die Hip Hop-Yards wie die Charts ohne Stars
wir rocken wie Feuer und Gas das war's.
Als ich zur Schule ging, ging das ziemlich schief / 5 in Chemie aber im rappen bin
ich der Chief / ich erzähl euch gern, was damals bei uns abging / als ich zur Schule
ging, mit AC abhing / Toni L saß rechts, und Linguist saß links / zusammen waren wir
die Damenklo-Kings / als wir auf die Party kamen alle Ochsen rannten/ und als wir
gingen alle Boxen brannten / wir rockten jede Turnhalle, jedes Klassenzimmer /
damals hatten wir noch keinen blassen Schimmer, denn / Die Grundkurse war'n nicht
einfach / Die meisten mochten das Studio doch die Bühne war mein Fach / Die erste
gute Note...bekam ich dann auch ziemlich schnell/ Mein Klassenlehrer war Melle Mel /
er brachte mir sehr früh schon ziemlich viel bei / zb. daß 50 Prozent gar nicht viel
sei / seit dem kämpf ich...immer für die hundert / was meine Kameraden anscheinend
sehr verwundert / Doch ich lass Konkurrenz alt aussehn, das gaben mir Kool G Rap /
und Big Daddy Kane schon früh zu verstehn. / ...Ach und bevor ichs vergeß /
Metaphern...lernte ich...von Lord Finesse / Jazz bei Tribe called Quest und wer im /
Unterricht schwätzt muß zu Justice in Arrest / Oh Mann, was denn? Oh Nein, Fat Joe
steht auf'm / Schulhof und sammelt Schutzgeld ein. / Können und Talent waren die
erste Disziplin / als ich Torchmann, bei Hip Hop zur Schule ging
REFRAIN: Hip Hop…
Mein Lieblingsfach das war schnell entdeckt / Poesie bei Last Poets, weckt den
Intellekt. / oder Politik bei Chuck D...ich vergess nie / Die Texte von Public Enemy
/ oder bei "KRS 1, the teacher" / Jesus kam aus Afrika, das ist nun allen klar /
"hey, Torch, ich hab jetzt Linguistik und du" / äh, ich hab gleich Sport bei der
Rocksteady-Crew. / und später noch hab ich Fernseh AG mit / Fab 5 Freddy, Ed Lover +
Dr. Dre / Aber Beatbox konnt ich nie und daher / fiel ich durch bei Doug E Fresh +
Bizmarkie / Ultramagnetic MC's waren Genies, / die Verwirrung war perfekt die ihre
Psychologie hinterlies / Rakim gab mir daraufhin zu verstehn, / daß man das dritte
Auge braucht um klar zu sehen / seitdem bin ich auch bereit zur Schule zu gehen / um
vielleicht auch eines Tages in der Hall of Fame zu stehen.
REFRAIN: Hip Hop…
Mann war ich aufgeregt bei meinem ersten Test / Lyrik war nie schwer aber Business
gab mir den Rest / ich lernte wie verrückt, den ganzen Tag von A bis Z / bekam nur
ne 4 obwohl ich eine 3 verdient hätt / doch ich hatte auch Erfolg und ich hoff man
siehts / erste 1 in Freestyle, Diplom in fetten Beats / über der Couch in meinem
Zimmer wo ich wohn / hängt bis heute noch mein allererstes Mikrofon / und nun kann
ich euch erzählen wie es war / Züge anmalen, damit man unseren Namen sah / manchmal
riech ich noch den Sprühdosen-Dunst. / denn wir haben Graffiti anstatt bildende
Kunst. / Moment da fällt mir ein, ich kanns nicht fassen / hab die Dosen dabei aber
die Caps zuhause liegen lassen / wenn das kein Eintrag ins Blackbook gibt / denn
Bambaataa unser Direx ist ziemlich strikt. / und in der Pause schrieb ich immer
allen klein' / Mädels, diesen Reim in ihr Poesie Album rein. / "Als ich zur Schule
ging, ging das ziemlich schief / Als ich zur Schule
Ich wurde geboren in Frankfurt am Main
in der Deutschen Zentralbank als Hundert Mark Schein
Der Vater heisst Krieg, ein Betrüger ein Lügner, ein Dieb
Die Mutter ist die Gier die täglich über uns siegt
Die Kinder Zinsen auf internationalen Banken die seit
sie denken konnten nur kühle kalte Konten kannten
meine Opfer sind Menschen so wie du
ich geb' euch die Illusion von Macht und ihr gebt Ruh
so viele denken ich gehör ihnen doch sie gehören
alle mir-schau nur wie sie mir dienen
ich kontrollier ihre Ziele und Träume, ihr verhalten
und Verlangen bis sie mich zu vergöttern anfangen
bringe Paare zusammen reiss Familien entzwei
und hört man von Streit sei sicher ich war dabei
ich nahm Gott den Glauben und hab den Teufel getauft
und auch...diese Platte wurde durch mich gekauft
meine Macht reicht so weit wie das Himmelsreich
Blauer Samt wie das Meer so Weich und Kalt zugleich
auch bei dir bin ich ein immergern gesehener Gast, aber
sieh dich vor dass du dich nicht zu meinem Sklaven machst.
Er war angestellt ackert hart für das Geld
Freitag ist Zahltag kaum zu Hause Nutte bestellt
...er hielt mich so Fest in seiner Hand
doch wie schnell gab er mich frei als sie in seinem Zimmer stand
gierig die Lippen geleckt, Chantré anstatt Sekt
mit feuchten Fingern hat er mich in ihren Ausschnitt gesteckt
gutes Geschäft ne Nummer Hundert Mark
doch ihr Glück währte leider nur bis zum nächsten Tag
Ihr Freund ein Verlierer, ein Schläger, Autoschieber
schräger Dealer, Hehler, Spieler, wie im Fieber
den Zaster verprasst vor lauter Hast
nicht aufgepasst von den Bullen gefasst
sitzt im Knast den Kopf voller Koks hört er wie der Bulle sagt
heut ist dein Glückstag ich lass dich gehen für'n geringen Betrag
so kam ich in die Uniform von nem Polizist, denn
ich bin der Grund warum man Recht und Gesetz vergisst
Das Vokabular von Geld kennt kein Nein und
kennt ihr TORCH?...auch er fiel auf mich rein
auch der Pfarrer nahm mich feierlich auf wie besessen
zelebrierte mich verehrte mich in seinen Messen
dankte mir mit weissem Brot und rotem Wein denn
nichts ist ihm so heilig wie der Blaue Heiligenschein
In den vorderen Reihen sitzen die die wissen was läuft
Ich dachte Hip Hop sei anders ihr habt mich ein bisschen entäuscht
Kaum kam ich ins Spiel hab euch nicht wieder erkannt
werd immer wieder in eueren Liedern genannt
als Problem oder Held oder Ziel dir bekannt
ihr seht in mir etwas, was sich nie da befand ich
würde selber gerne wissen wie das entstand denn
helfen kann ich auch doch es liegt in deiner Hand
This planet's old, cold, dead, and crashing into us.
You gotta know I'm no "End Of Days" man.
That piece doesn't go.
Just tug at the frayed ends.
Pull it (you) apart.
(Circles and squares surround us, we need to hide.)
No fingers.
No feelings.
I'd push the buttons.
But I can't feel those things.
(You're close to me, I push away.
The circles and squares are gonna collide.)
And it's all I sing.
And it's all icing.
(Surround us...)
Blood falls over me.
Brings me back to a distance shot in the rubber parts.
I can't stay there.
See you inject yourself with it.
it's not what you get
it's what you will give
i've been the other way
seen this thing before
and what are lessons
time we have spent
just look the other way
always look the other way
fight what other people say
i used to gather talk with pride and it burned my hand
words of wisdom i never did understand
just give me your hand, hand, hand
doesn't matter words i talk its coming right back to yourself
and we will lift you right on up just to bring you straight back down
and i wont throw my weight around, throw my wieght around
im not much for good advice for happy life thats all i can say
fight what other people say
i used to gather talk with pride til it burned my hand
words of wisdom i never did understand
just give me your hand, hand, hand
and im just as happy to watch you all wed
i'll just sit down right here meet you at the end one day
and i won't live in fear of what you forget
there is no shame in shomething you can't hide
no problem for me to hate
i used to gather talk with pride and it burned my hand
words of wisdom i never did understand
just give me your hand, hand, hand
words of wisdom i never did understand
i used to gather talk with prides and it burned my hand, hands, hand, hand
hand, hand, hand, hand
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Feeling it, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night
Hands on the wheel
Hands on the wheel
Hands on the wheel
Hands on the wheel
Man I'm in this two row Ghost right here
Driving this bitch with my knee
I gotta roll up at the same time as I drive
I got knees baby, tryina smoke
You drivin' something like this, I need a fix
See the gas or ass, you chose, baby
Life for me is just pills throw
Still pay the price just with
Just with the killing lost
Still serve my block, still steal your hoe
You can have that bitch back, the thrill's gone
But if I fuck her one, I can fuck her twice
If I rub a plug I can change my life
Taxis and need extra ice, need extra pistols, need extra wife
Get the snow, get to go, Rodeo Drive flow, pick your row
Celine shades, my shit's gold
When I say get 'em my peeps go
Blood diamonds my next flow, blood shining in my set ball
My set blazers, my set all 'em, my set banging, my whip forward
Pull off in it, your bitch jokey
Got a pot party in my trunk, shit not
When you see me I be hiding in the nest,
Got them goons with me that'll sink your battle ship
Dirt swipe my clean Nikes, clean face but I do you dirt
Already flight my nightmares
Your dream you dream bitch, ain't even worth it
Hit bees in my car, grilling, my heart still in my cartel
Shout out to the old cast of the cartel
MMG specially seen in TV here
We ain't gone nowhere, I ain't gonna lie
I took a little break, I had to get my motherfucking army right
But I'm back, nigga
This and I ain't talking 'bout aging all blind either, nigga
I'm talking 'bout mask up and get that Glock, nigga
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit
Feeling it, feeling light, 2 AM, summer night
Hands on the wheel
Hands on the wheel
Torch
I ain't never been a petty nigga
I always did my shit on the largest scale
I supa size my autos
Broken home baby, let 80s mama to a ride,
dreams I'd be a doctor I kept the dream alive,
no mess cool slinging dimes, call it my..down
money be jealous, acting up I back em down
money stack in all start team mummy.. purple hard,
money super size niggas just rappers
I'm in super traffic, face is super charge and snoopin snoopin
but I ain't give a f*ck I'm in and out the new coops
Sitting in my..preach, you gotta play that,
a spot OT with these thugs hundred the credit,
sitting in my trust, the bloody money never met,
not to be superstitious, doing right the super rich,
shit, she know me, I was all lean,
6 months later, we all had ato be
and now much later this nigga talk a string,
a year later me and brother don't talk a..
feeling together, chillin together, stuntin on each other,
comparing the level, wear the Gucci to LV,
her mess to.., tryin when I'll be chop,
nigga I'm not your cop, money to rule the LV
but people with it and miss lead you,
people I need it to see you,
bitches and f*ck you..to hear you
my mind stay on another plane,
only thing worst in the double cross trip you,
cross that's the game.
Hook:
So the first to the.. on the grind going supa hard,
got a lawyer over tained is for the supa charge
cocaine supa size, low get em supa star
said will be dead up in jail we beat the supa hard.
from the 15 to the 20 we going supa hard,
got a lawyer over tained is for the supa charge
cocaine supa size, low get em supa star
said will be dead up in jail we beat the supa hard.
This is supa soaker but it ain't a war to gun
supa size work on deck on my auto gun
I can see the future, I was picture in my daughter son
only all and city every with it is a war of fun,
if I coop it up, now I'm gonna supper up flying by a ride
die middle finger the troop is up,
I'll be supa hot, chillin with I just super fly
knock em, I'ma push your man, every time you're cookin pies,
you should see the blocks that I supervise,
niggas in supervision 'cause everybody is due or die,
we official but we supaficial
nigga you style on them niggas on the shoot and hit you,
nigga you keep on smoking to the booty hit you
you on a super hate, you better have a..
..smoking to the booty hit you,
you on a supa hate, you better have a ruga with you
this is SPD block, you know I keep it supa hard
balls and streets nigga I'm a supa star.
I want to drown in your hollow eyes
want to take you with me when i die
see how i break inside
i need you to get me through this
endless night
forever forever forever
forever forever forever
forever forever forever
(ft. Jim Jones and Provalone P)
Hook:
Up town yeah, uptown
Where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown yeah, uptown aha yeah
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
I ain’t never got a f*ck clown
Up from MWC nigga uptown
Talking cray like the ..
Mess see me in the piece
My bee ..black Maserati rollin
I’m checking ..you know I’m holing
Your hoes women with me i’ma knock it down
Like them bowl .. i’m going hatin in the ballin
I’m fresh even .. nigga try me in the duck duck
I’m an air .. to prove myself to introduce myself
Caught tale .. I’m a shooter myself
Got this .. myself, self made like the mama
F*ck to see me the bro now i’m .. like the mama
Now ain’t no talking chillin i need a hundred million
So rock boys in the building
Haters catch your feelin ..she even the blind seat
Aint’ no f*ckin ..
Make money money make
Money all the time I’m grind nigga
So take money on my mind
You know where I’m from you know how long
Party don’t stop till 6 in the morning
Yeah
Hook:
Up town yeah, uptown
Where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown yeah, uptown aha yeah
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Baby mix it up, then bring it up
Whip it up then what then bring it back up
Whip it up drop the top pick ti up
And uptown ..where we at
..we bust around to the .. round
And don’t bitches let em talk down
Seen tiny ball get a whip with
Shoot the game ..with a pistol bee .
You know the white we used to change
Them nigga don’t fight man we ..B
And i ain’t talking bout the ..
..man you .. what it makes to ..
They talk man why don’t you say for real
Make money money make
Money all the time I’m grind nigga
So take money on my mind
You know where I’m from you know how long
Party don’t stop till 6 in the morning
Yeah
Eins Zwei, Eins, Zwei
Torchmann, Linguist, wir waren mal Stars
Wir waren mal Stars. Die Karriere ist vorbei das war´s
Ihr rockt die Charts und wir hocken in den Bars
Langen Mädels an den Arsch und leeren Glas nach Glas
Ihr habt jetzt den Stress und wir den Spaß
Wir sind keine Stars mehr, alles vorbei
Irgendwie bin ich froh darum, Schluss mit der Heuchelei
Wir sind frei, kein Underground der im Popbusiness steht
Und kein Kopf mehr der sich im Popbusiness dreht
Keine Zielscheibe mehr, wir haben unsere Ruh
Hängen in Heidelberg ab mit Boulevard Bou
Und bauen Beats nur aus Bock so wie es früher war
Als ich noch nicht so müde war und Graffitisprüher war
10 Jahre her da waren wir in deiner Stadt
Wo ist heut' die Crowd die damals so gejubelt hat?
Ham' darauf geachtet, dass der Text nen Sinn hat
Ich verlang' nicht viel nur, dass ihr euch daran erinnnert
Aus Jux treten wir noch manchmal auf im JUZ
Wenn ne andere Band nicht kam, vor 20 Mann, aber wen juckst?
Unser Geld von der GEMA hat die Nena und das sehen wir nie
99 MC´s, wo ist AC?
Wir sind am Ende - Raprentner ohne Rente
Haben den Anschluss verpasst nach der Rapwende
Ist schon Ok, wir verteidigen keine Position
Genießen unsere Pension - auf unsrem Thron
Wir waren mal Stars, waren angesagt und voll cool
Jetzt saufen wir uns voll den ganzen Tag und sitzen im Rollstuhl
Ich überlass' ihn euch den Titel
Der beste MC, der fetteste Beat
Behalt nur den für´s schlechteste Lied
Komm' zu deinem Gig, 30 Mark Abendkasse
Bring' meine Kinder mit, dein Konzert war klasse
Hol' 'n Autogramm, erzähl allen, dass ich dich kenn'
Ich gönn' euch das, aber Wahrheit soll man beim Namen nennen
Früher habt ihr zu uns aufgeschaut
Vielleicht kennt ihr uns noch, von uns habt ihr euren Style geklaut
Toni L. im Anzug und Torch in Ledermontur
Wir glaubten so stark an die HipHop-Kultur
"Yeah, Torchmann, Linguist, Toni L. Wir waren mal Stars. Suicide
Boulevard Bou, Zulu Soundsystem, vergesst uns nicht"
Wir sind das Musterpaar der Oldschooler, ja
Stellen uns cooler dar, als ein Rapsuperstar aus den USA
Heute der Presse fremd
Was dein Interesse hemmt
Doch wer grüne Pässe kennt
Der erkennt unsre Fressen denn
Wir sind die Unbestechlichen, Vergessenen
Nicht zu Verwechselnden, Zuhörerfesselden
Du kannst es testen Wenn
Durch die Besessenen, best Rappenden
Jedes Mal jeder Saal wie ein Kessel brennt
Wir metzelten immer wieder Lieder, wie die da, nieder
Doch die Masse fand`s prima, wollte es lieber primitiver
Es brach aus das MTVIVA Videofieber
Doch unsere Lyrics wurden tiefer, die Musik innovativer
Heute bist du Rapstar, ich Rentner, berühmtester Bettler
Du speist im Grand Hotel, ich an der Snackbar
Nun denkst du etwa wer rapt da, du checkst klar
Ich rock den Track weg ja, wie die Lava des Ätna
Toni L. der Funk Joker, mit mir ist der Soul da
Fett wie ein Wholecar, es ist wohl war
Dass Advanced Chemistry groß war
Du liest es auf jedem Legendären HipHop Jam -Poster
Oh ja so sah sogar dieser oder jener uns als Oberväter jeder Meter
360 000 Kilometer später
Wird weiter gerockt, nonstop kein Thema
Bis zum letzten Lied
Weil ich schon die besten Texte schrieb
Als die meisten noch icht wussten, dass es Sätze gibt
Alles andere muss zu deinem Komplex gehör`n
Denn nicht mein Text zu hören ist wie bei Sex zu stören
Tja ohne uns wären die Hip Hop Yards
Wie die Charts ohne Stars
(ft. Jim Jones and Provalone P)
Hook:
Up town yeah, uptown
Where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown yeah, uptown aha yeah
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
I ain’t never got a f*ck clown
Up from MWC nigga uptown
Talking cray like the ..
Mess see me in the piece
My bee ..black Maserati rollin
I’m checking ..you know I’m holing
Your hoes women with me i’ma knock it down
Like them bowl .. i’m going hatin in the ballin
I’m fresh even .. nigga try me in the duck duck
I’m an air .. to prove myself to introduce myself
Caught tale .. I’m a shooter myself
Got this .. myself, self made like the mama
F*ck to see me the bro now i’m .. like the mama
Now ain’t no talking chillin i need a hundred million
So rock boys in the building
Haters catch your feelin ..she even the blind seat
Aint’ no f*ckin ..
Make money money make
Money all the time I’m grind nigga
So take money on my mind
You know where I’m from you know how long
Party don’t stop till 6 in the morning
Yeah
Hook:
Up town yeah, uptown
Where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown yeah, uptown aha yeah
Uptown, where you from nigga
Uptown, where you from nigga
Baby mix it up, then bring it up
Whip it up then what then bring it back up
Whip it up drop the top pick ti up
And uptown ..where we at
..we bust around to the .. round
And don’t bitches let em talk down
Seen tiny ball get a whip with
Shoot the game ..with a pistol bee .
You know the white we used to change
Them nigga don’t fight man we ..B
And i ain’t talking bout the ..
..man you .. what it makes to ..
They talk man why don’t you say for real
Make money money make
Money all the time I’m grind nigga
So take money on my mind
You know where I’m from you know how long
Party don’t stop till 6 in the morning
Yeah
[Hook:]
Waiting for the sun to come to guide me into hell and
gone
Angels falling from the sky, with broken wings they
cannot fly
Don’t turn away, every time we talk about it.
Don’t turn away, every time we talk about it
Every time we talk….
….you take my time, don’t waste my time
How can I…
….re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
How can I?
Once again I’ll fake a smile and loose myself for a
while
Remember to forget to hate, show me how to tollerate
Don’t turn away, every time we talk about it.
Don’t turn away, every time we talk about it
Every time we talk….
….you take my time, don’t waste my time
How can I…
….re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
How can I?
How can I…….re-fraise your mind ?
….you take my time, don’t waste my time
How can I…
….re-fraise your mind when both eyes are blind?
How can I?
Grandma bought me this guitarGrandma gave me her heart
Grandma raised a boy to dream
So grandma's dream will live on
Grandpa was out in the garden all day
Grandpa gave me his heart
Grandpa lost his temper at times
But love was always in his eyes
Grandma told me great stories
Grandma taught me a lot
Grandma was the hope ahead
At times when all hope was lost
Grandpa took me around the world
Though my world was small
Grandpa, don't worry, you showed me forever
In the time you had before you couldn't remember
And if you pull my face back
You will see a smiling lifetime
Under this flesh
There are two hearts beside mine
Into me you bled
Now your blood will course through my veins until I die
And even when that happens
I will never let, I will never let you die
Grandma and I played a game of cards
On grandma's old table cloth
Grandma brought me bread and milk
We watched TV all night long
Grandpa took me on his boat
Grandpa gave me a fishing rod
Grandpa hooked one on his line
Gave it to me every time
Grandma will live the longest life
Grandpa will live the longest life
Though I'll cry when they both die
I will never let them die
And if you pull my face back
You will see a smiling lifetime
Under this flesh
There are two hearts beside mine
Into me you bled
Now your blood will course through my veins until I die
And even when that happens
I will never let, I will never let you die
And if you pull my face back
You will see a smiling lifetime
Under this flesh
There are two hearts beside mine
Into me you bled
Now your blood will course through my veins until I die
Even when that happens
I will never let, I will never let...
Anyone forget any part of your lives
I will carry you with me
I will keep alive the torch in the night
I will burn the cities
With the cinders of your gorgeous life
Maybe you didn't live gorgeous
(Hoagy Carmichael)
I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except when the soft rains fall
And drip from the leaves, then I recall
The thrill of being sheltered in your arms
Of course I do
But I get along without you very well
I’ve forgotten you just like I should
Of course I have
Except to hear your name
Or someone’s laugh that is just the same
But I’ve forgotten you just like I should
What a guy
What a fool I am
To think my breaking heart could kid the moon
What’s in store
Should I phone once more
No it’s best that I stick to my tune
I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except perhaps in Spring
But I should never think of Spring
For that would surely break my heart in two
A thousand rainy days and I
Spoke on tongues that talk of saints
Burned down days like cigarettes
For your hollow praise
Down the days that you forget
Count the pictures that you keep
Keep it, hide it all away
Let it never show
All of this and I regret
Not a day that I was sent
Celebrated and arose
For your vanity in vain
Framed the faces I applaud
All the same sad eyes
Write the world between the lines
I heard it all, I heard it spoke
Like a name I call my life
Let it never show
All of this, I now regret
Not a day that I was sent
Not a name that I might place
Not at my parade
In the four walls of my room
Standing where I wait
Others praised and I can't come
Tore the pictures off my walls
There's a secret that I keep
Let it never show
All of this, I now regret
Not a day that I was sent
All of this, I now regret
Not a name that I might place
Not at my parade
Framed the faces I applaud
All the same, all alone
Write the world between the lines
I heard it all, I heard it spoke
In the four walls of my room
Anger used to serve me well
It provided much needed fuel
But now it keeps me bloodied
Black in every avenue
Wrapped up in my reason
Till I can't prioritize
Blinded to the potential in your eyes
We're marching down the street
We brandish clubs and guns and knives
?? step willing
As to sacrifice our lives
Descend upon the corner bar
To drink and be ??
And pick the lucky next one to terrorize
I know, I know
I'm running with and empty light
Health and fury burning bright
I know, I know
I could leave it all behind
If I threw this torch I bear aside
It's easy in your righteous quest
To forget the golden rule
Your malice and your discontent
Will never see you through
Choose your battles carefully
It's a ?? you can see
And now the torch
And shadows lead
Were it not so black and not so hard to see
How can it help you when you don't know what you need
How can anybody set you free?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Would you carry the torch
For me?
And what if I gave you the key
To the doors of your design...
Lit the corridors of desire?
Where if not so black
And not so hard to see
What use to you then any fire?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Carry the torch for me?
Would he walk upon the water
If he couldn't walk away?
And would you
Would you carry the torch for me?
Would you carry the torch
For me?
Would you carry the torch
For me?
Would you carry the torch
For me?
Mit 14 wurde meine Männlichkeit
Auf die Probe gestellt,
denn ich beiß wenn man zu laut bellt,
Ich hab gelernt seinem Gegner nie zu offenbaren,
was man denkt,
weil man nie Wissen über Schwächen schenkt,
bevor ich wusste, was Freundschaft war, wusst ich wie man sich schlägt,
solange bis der Gegner sich nicht mehr regt .
Stärkster auf'm Pausenhof – der Schnellste in Sport , dann wurde Torch Mann
groß
Und Meister im Kampf mit dem Wort.
Auf jeden Fall war mein Leben turbulent – es bleibt doch nur Alltag,
wenn mans nicht anders kennt . Hausdurchsuchung – vor Gericht – 5 Mal,
mein Name vom Zug in die Kartei wie ein Sündmal. Aufhalten mich – niemals
– klar Stress gab es vielmals aber nachgeben – niemals. Züge malte ich
egal wie hoch er war den Preis zahlte ich, meine Mutter weint, aber vor Freunden
prahlte ich . Dosendiebstahl , Auto Ka, wenns paar warn – 100 Stück für eine
Hohkar – was übrig bleibt ist Schall und Rauch, nichts als ein leeres Gefühl
im Bauch und irgendwann da spürst dus auch . Tagsüber Nachsitzen, nachts sitz ich in
U-Haft, Lehrer ausgelacht, Stress mit Bullen nie was ausgemacht – blieb immer
hart bis an dem Tag an dem du kamst – und ich weinte wie ein Kind als du mich
in deine Arme nahmst .
Ich war so hardcore, kam mir so hart vor, das Leben war nur ein Spiel und selbst
– das zählt nicht viel . Unterschrieb Verträge, brachte Erträge, brach
Verträge, brach Vertraun, sprach mit Fraun, schlaf mit Fraun, bin fort im
Morgengraun – ich wollt es wissen, und nun hab ich mein eigenes Leben auf dem
Gewissen, ich hab so viele Herzen zerissen, Gewissheit tu so weh,
vor Schmerzen auf die Lippen gebissen. Gewiss ich hab gelogen, betrogen,
beschissen,
hab die Schule geschmissen und auf den Staat geschissen. Ein Mann gegen den Rest der
Welt
- es tut mir Leid – ist nur ne Frage der Zeit, Mann selbst der Beste fällt.
Was mich nicht tötet, macht mich stark – sagt ich zu mir, als ich sogar wie ne
Kakerlake in der Gosse lag. Ich hatte nie Angst, nichts konnte mir passiern, und
niemand konnte mir imponiern
aber was hatte ich denn auch schon zu riskiern. und nun hab ich Todesangst –
Angst dich zu verliern – Schwäche zu zeigen – verletzbar zu sein –
es war immer mein größter Alptraum ersetzbar zu sein – ich wollte immer
einzigartig sein -und nun hab ichs geschafft, in deim Herz ist nur Platz für ein. Du
machst mir Angst – dieses Glück ist neu für mich – wenn du vorbeigehst,
dann tanzt die Schönheit an sich. Schmieg mich an dich – unter deine Flügel
– leg mich zu dir,
- ein Mensch bist du nicht – sonst hättest du nicht so viel Geduld mit mir, du
gibt’s meiner Seele Ruh – Liebe ist Frankreich und Paris das bist du. Die
Antwort auf die Frage, war der beste Beweis, wie wunderschön Gott zeichnen kann. Ich
war so schwach bevor du kamst – und fühlte mich so stark,als du mich in deine
Arme nahmst.
Auf der Suche nach Identität – ein schwarzer Deutscher – Haiti ist weit
und Ostpreußen fast noch weiter. Nachgedacht Nacht für Nacht – auf deinem
Schoß schlief ich ein – bin aufgewacht dort wo du bist, will ich zu Hause
sein.
Ich folge dir wie ein Nomadenvolk den Sternen – Chemie, Biologie –
Ich will das Leben lernen. Und die Jungs draußen in der Stadt, machen weiter wie
bisher, weil nicht jeder so n Mädel hat. Feindschaften vergesse ich – Fake
wurde lächerlich –
Ich bin kein guter Mensch – aber ich besser mich, verzeih mein Herz bestand
aus Blei,
ich war ein Held in einer Hip Hop Szene voller Heuchelei .
Die besten Freunde kehren sich, gegen dich, nicht mal wert ihren Namen zu nennen,
dieser Text ist nur für dich, weil du mich vor meinen Feinden warnst,
Ich wurde unbesiegbar, als du mich in deine Arme nahmst.
Endless tunnel
Dark passages
Endless walls
Colorless surroundings
Wet dusty smell
Far reaching shadows
Emrace the immobile
Bells ringing
Prepare the next load
Regular breathing
Inhale the ashes
Feel the engines
Serve and move on
Cold metallic voices
Echoing rapidly
Nothing left for humanity
Only whispers of warmth remain
Chorus:
Caught among the remnants
Despising what we are
Love of life deprived
The engine is on
A heart out of senses
Drifting further away
Awaiting the end
Awaiting the end
Where is the light
Where is the life
In the ceiling I can spot cables and wires
What is their task
What are they connected to
If I manage to take a short break
I can feel the smell of human corpses
Chorus
A confined heart unable to express
Losing the last amount of humanity
Nothing is safe
Nothing is achievable
A confined heart unable to move
Drifting further and further away
Awaiting the end
Awaiting the end
This world is heavy as rain
My heart is barely a spark
I'm crying out your name
Come and drown out the dark
Chorus:
Just like the stars, burning brighter
Like a fire in the sky
Just for your glory,
Oh how I want my life to shine
I wanna lift you high
What you've called me to do
Is the opposite of hide
Oh, God, I wanna break through
When I'm surrounded by midnight
Chorus:
Just like the stars, burning brighter
Like a fire in the sky
Just for your glory,
Oh how I want my life to shine
I wanna lift you high
And if it rains or pours,
I'm screaming, "I am yours"
And no one will ignore who I'm living for
I'm carrying the torch
Chorus:
Burning brighter like a fire in the sky
Just for your glory,
Oh how I want my life to shine
I wanna lift you high
I'm carrying the torch
Carrying the torch