'Burma' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

Boz salkyn (2007)

Actors Ernest Abdyjaparov (composer), Ernest Abdyjaparov (writer), Ernest Abdyjaparov (director), Aktan Arym Kubat (producer), Aliya Uvalzhanova (producer), Altynai Koichumanova (producer), Elnura Osmonalieva (actress), Siezdbek Iskenaliev (actor), Murzali Jenbaev (composer), Asem Toktobekova (actress), George Kolotov (editor), Erkin Egemberdiev (actor), Nurbek Yuldashev (actor), Osnura Asanalieva (actress), Kanat Sartov (producer),

The Clairvoyant (1984)

Actors Roy Kinnear (actor), Hugh Lloyd (actor), Sandra Dickinson (actress), Shaun Curry (actor), Roy Clarke (writer), Glynis Brooks (actress), Alan J.W. Bell (director), Alan J.W. Bell (producer), Carmel Cryan (actress),

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  Eurotrash (feat. Leeroy)show lyrics

  Eurotrash (feat. Leeroy)

  Chorus: Leeroy 2x]
  Ils veulent direct la caillasse gagner le fric avant
  l'heure
  oubliant d'passer l'message boy
  Tout l'monde veut rafler I'pactole odolâtré telle une
  star
  ne connaissant même pas les bases
  [Verse 1: Promoe]
  Hiphop started in the Bronx, or was in Africa?
  I don't really know when, what a tragic ambassador
  I'd make for the culture or was it a movement
  Or was it an industry full of consumers?
  Full of politics is there any improvement?
  Is this my heritage or am I intruding?
  Treading hollow ground or am I telling the truth when
  I say what I say man I do what I'm doing
  What's really the truth? OK: from my point of view then
  Looptroop is the hottest except for Saïan Supa Crew and
  We don't deal with the media's old you're out and
  you're in
  Too much brown nosing breath smelling like urine
  Stop believing their hype man they all got you fooled
  To me Dipshit ain't droppin no juelz and
  Who else, 50? He ain't really been cool since
  The mixtapes and I don't want back the old school since
  The old heroes soundin like some bitter old fools and
  This one is exclusive for all of the true fans
  Sing along with us while you push up your two hands
  Tell'em make way for the new revolution!
  [Chorus 2x]
  [Promoe]
  And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and pseudo
  Like we don't know where the Euro's at, but we still
  whoppin' your ol' ass
  [Leeroy]
  Tu venux que je sois cool, ramasse-moi le savion, c'est
  La savane, désormais le hiphop ne salue mëme plus sa
  Famille, au bord de la famise, las prods ont banalisé
  L'unanime, peu importe la mise mon rap à été visé,
  c'est
  La crise, de Paname à Stockolm, je reste fidèle à la
  base,
  Comme le docteur Watson l'est à Sherlock Holmes, j'en
  Ai vu des gogols, buffer dans le microphone, un tas de
  Rimes inodores, la médiocrité comme idole, ici c'est
  faya,
  Malade, sur la scène le Saïan vient te mettre à
  l'amende,
  Tu peux remballer ta caillasse, fais péter la sono, top
  Chrono, Leeroy et Promoe, le flow qui t'arnaque comme
  Le tabac de ta Malboro... !
  [Promoe]
  And I ain't looking for no rapbeefs
  I'm the first for admit I ain't build for that shit
  And those beefs ain't nothing but Promotion campaigns
  Part of the circus I'm going against
  I just felt the need to be calling out names
  And expose the keyplayers and what they're calling the
  game
  They're all caught in the think
  - Ey yo Leeroy! Sing the chorus again he goes:
  [Chorus 2x]
  [Promoe]
  And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and sued
  ol' rap,
  like we don't know where the euro's at, but we still
  whoppin' your all ass
  And you can call it Eurotrash, whatever man you won't
  last
  bending over for that good old cash, hiphop's run by

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  Conspiracyshow lyrics

  Conspiracy

  Shit son I got my notice of eviction
  next day they hit me with an unjust conviction
  What is this fiction? I ain't in to superstition
  but somebody's on a mission to fuck with me
  Everybody's in on it from record labels to travel agents
  to government agents and radio stations
  And people cancelling shows those damn silly hoes
  same cowards that won't air our videos
  Too hot for TV and banned from radio
  and when's the album droppin' fans are waiting yo
  This one is for yall I hope you're hearing me
  we all got a job to combat the conspiracy...
  [Chorus]
  Against DVSG's
  every single industry always deceiving me
  It's a conspiracy against DVSG's
  they're out to get Embee, Cosmic, Supreme and me
  After I wrote this rhyme I hade to eat the paper
  and after hearing this rhyme you might meet your maker
  Cus anybody with this knowledge is considered a risk
  so if you see the police kid get rid of the disc
  And if you're scared of getting family members murdered
  turn the music off right now pretend you never heard it
  Any brave soul still out there ready to hear my story
  about how the whole world is conspiratory
  Nah I'm not paranoid I always got a pair of boys
  in blue on the look out for me and my crew
  It's a fact the government consider our music a threat
  and they ain't happy until Loop Troop crew's in a net
  They want us losing our necks to keep the fool's in a check
  but yo schlooks and schlookettes they ain't ruling us yet
  They wanna stop our communication with the world's population
  cus on popular demand we bring hip hop emancipation
  [Chorus]
  [Bridge]
  They wanna shoot us up they wanna shoot us down
  they wanna lock us up they wanna lock us down.
  They wanna bruck us up they wanna bruck us down
  they wanna fuck us up they bring the ruckus now.
  They don't like the likes of us
  They don't like the lines I bust
  They do like to fight and fuss
  and claim that I don't have the right to cuss
  Well I keep spitting till the mike a rust
  I keep giving that type of rush
  I make the youths them hype enough
  for po po to pull out the nines and cuffs
  And I smash their face red like a blush
  I turn the crowd into psycho thugs
  I turn hip hop spots into biker clubs
  and make the scene explode like dynamite and such
  And they can't stop this fire burning
  they can't top this higher learning
  They got cops and sly attorneys
  foolish dogs keep barkin' at this flying bird it's...
  [Chorus]
  [Bridge]

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  Calm Downshow lyrics

  Calm Down

  [Calm Down! Down!
  Calm Down! Thats what I, wanna do]
  [You gots ta chill]
  Was the last words he heard
  Headin' out the door on December 31st
  7 am, cause big worms for early birds
  Didn’t wake his wife, didn’t wanna worry her
  While she sound asleep in IKEA furniture
  Law wire fences protectin her from burglars
  Besides, this business is personal
  He done dirt for so long, he can't get no dirtier
  [Calm Down!]
  Is he still dreamin?
  Or is somebody singing, will he still leavin?
  Cause nobody is around so his ears must deceive him
  Open the garage and, jump in the BM
  Cuttin and speedin
  Drivin up the streets like swimming up a stream.
  So hard to get through the cross town traffic
  It's ill enough to scream
  [Down!]
  Know what I mean
  [You gots ta chill]
  Na, he's disregarding every warning
  On a side of the road, livin way out of the margin
  Flashin his headlights,
  Not stoppin at red lights
  A sharp left turn almost hit a kid’s bike
  Breathe deep I don't need beep from the cops already
  Can’t afford pullin up or gettin stopped, forget it
  [Calm Down!]
  With the car full of explosives
  Survivin' the slightest impact what are the prognosis?
  Not good so knock wood and spit over my shoulder
  Don’t look bike tough I fell pity when its over
  Life’s been hell ever since that letter in October
  Saying I’m fired but it was getting even colder
  When the doctor called sayin you ain’t gettin any older
  You got numerous tumours in your stomach and your colon
  I give you three months and it might be prolong
  With the right treatment and a reason to hold on
  Off the records, probably job related
  But don’t waste time pressin charges, cause my bill who
  paid it?
  The company of course
  I’m here to the keep the work force
  Not well but affected and
  Well you've been selected
  By natural selection
  If it's less than you expected,
  Sorry, official reason of recession
  You gots to go another way of I expressing
  Our gratitude, take these two when your depressed and
  [Calm Down
  That’s what i wanna do, now.
  Calm Down, That’s what I, wanna do
  Down. Down. Aaaaah]
  [You gots ta chill]
  Fuck that I gots kill
  My boss and my doctor with his doctor bills
  Tellin me to pap some pills with three months left
  They never saw me in life but they'll see my death
  As he made another left
  He saw that big billboard that he helped design
  It made him wanna kill more
  Next, he saw them big-ass letters
  IKEA, king of the business centre
  He ran his car to the entrance of that blue and yellow
  building
  That still will be his death when the blewing finally
  killed him
  And then on the twelve o'clock news
  It was the war on terror and all hell broke loose
  He was a suicide bomber killin himself and two more
  persons
  A guard a cleaner, injuring some clerks and the boss
  gave a speech
  To his people were he urged them
  Best thing we can to is just go back to work and
  CALM, DOWN
  [That’s what I want, wanna do, down
  Calm Down, that's what I, wanna do]
  Yes, brought to you with the official, stamp of
  approval and quality from the waxcabinet.
  DJ EmBee. Promoe, LoopTroop rockers DVSG's.
  Tellin y'all to Calm Down, before it's to late, and you

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  Big In Japanshow lyrics

  Big In Japan

  [Promoe]
  I'm all city like graffiti, better yet all country
  'bout to go all planet if it goes the way I planned it
  Fanatic fan addict but a man at it
  Loop Troop's a sickness now we're lettin' Japan have it
  Givin' a bad habit no matter who distributes
  no matter what record label I gotta spit the truth
  The illest troop you can't keep a good sound down
  in Tokyo my sh*t is heard around town
  I'm screamin' on emcees: unless you drop gems please
  shut the f*ck up, hand over your benz' keys
  The way I see things in Europe, nobody's f*ckin' with this
  and in the states, well I don't really wanna dis
  But some rappers take hip hop for granted
  watch me run up in their spot like moe and mike mecanic
  Panic! When my rhymes cross the atlantic
  then cross the pacific if it goes the way I planned it
  Fanatic fan addict but a man at it
  Loop Troop's a sickness now we lettin' Japan have it!
  [Chorus]
  You diggin' me man: Looptroop big in Japan
  kick the real sh*t and get 3 million fans
  World supremacy/ p-r-o-m-o-e
  I said you diggin' me man Loop Troop is big in Japan
  spit that rah rah sh*t and get 6 million fans
  World supremacy/ s-u-p-r-e-m-e
  [Supreme]
  Hell yeah this be Supreme from the Loop Troop singers
  known for hit singles and stiff middle fingers
  Just ring us, then bring us for the time of your life
  we'll forever be a part of your life cus of your two timing wife
  Tout le monde we world wide
  your fan base is your man's place they thought your tape was aight
  Since you ain't nothing in the streets you pose to be a club thug
  all hyped up but never really done sh*t like that millennium bug
  Cos of the drugs, sex and alcohol
  I'm in this to rip the clubs, decks and microphones
  In Tokyo and former Russia
  informers rush the set cus of we hollerin' anarchy like Busta
  And cuss the downpressor men from the top of my lungs
  till they start makin' sense and be dropppin' their guns
  Once my crew gets to speak out they freak out
  this ain't supposed to leak out we ain't supposed to sneak out
  The back door with black dough, Loop Troop is like WHOA
  conquerin' the world in two triple O's
  so: do panic, that bull shit can it
  my crew's a sickness and now we letting Japan have it
  [Chorus]
  You diggin' me man Loop Troop is big in Japan
  teach the youths the truth and get 10 million fans
  World supremacy/ Cos to the m-i-c
  [Cosmic]
  It's the DVSG entreprenuers
  cruisin' thru the underground systems to the Japanese sewers
  Nobody boo us they more like: sayonara
  glad you came, it's the bomb! aight peace we feel honored
  We stand as one build as one swarm
  and travel to the other side of the planet to perform
  I look to the east (why?) yo do I even have to mention it
  this western world got us trapped in censorship
  Cus everything that I say is political
  and everything that I write makes me a suspected criminal
  Subliminal adertising behind enemy lines
  you'll find the message between the lines when you rewind
  dlrow eht reuqnoc srekcoR poortpooL
  lriws ot eunitnoc lliw srekcoR poortpooL
  starting point right here we just landed
  Loop Troop's the illest virus now we're lettin' Japan have it
  [Chorus]
  Diggin' me man: Looptroop big in Japan
  building a plan to get millions of fans
  Blao blao bo bo bo/ Supreme, Cosmic, Embee and Promoe
  Du ligger i la Looptroop sticker ivag

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  A Likkle Supm Supmshow lyrics

  A Likkle Supm Supm

  You better get you something a little... (a little...)
  You better get you something a little... (a little...)
  Fresh
  Hot (hot)
  Nice (nice)
  Ill (ill)
  Funky (funky)
  Futuristic like... PROMOE!
  Set it off!
  [Chorus:]
  Now this is just a likkle supm supm
  To let you know I got supm comin'
  And let you know I'm still up and runnin'
  And let you know that the fire still burning
  Just a likkle supm supm
  For all my ruff riders to bump this summer
  All my graff writers who bomb till sun up
  And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up
  Ram up...
  [Promoe:]
  Dancehall, roll call, stand tall, don't fall
  Party people get duttier than Sean Paul
  Back that ass up - fuck that, mash up
  For all my people that never pull their pants up
  Get your shirts off, I'm a kick a verse off
  Something out of this world that you ain't never heard so
  Organize and harmonize
  All my people rise so that we can live nice
  [Chorus:]
  And get just a likkle supm supm
  We need a little food and a lots of lovin'
  We need a little roof and some pots and oven
  We need to tell the truth cus the future's comin'
  [Promoe:]
  Right around the bend I count 9 times out of 10
  With the right amount of strength pure righteousness will win this
  Stumblin' problem - struggle in Babylon - government's carry on
  Crumblin' happenin' front of our eyes like
  [RIGHT ABOUT NOW], Bombs over Bagdad
  The White House wipe out, this is what the fight's 'bout:
  U.S. - no oil - tjicka tjicka - Lights out
  People act blind run around with their eyes out
  Heads off - screws loose, let's off deuce deuce
  Shotgun blast body swell up like cous cous
  Love me good hotties from Bollywood
  Incredible honeys in edible undies, but is he good?
  Easy pops, the ZZ Top of hip hop
  Has returned with another hit hot
  Till death makin' ladies pull a little closer
  Just like they supposed to
  [Chorus:]
  Baby give me just a likkle supm supm
  You know we got so many little things in common
  You know I love it how you always keep me comin'
  Back for more of the sweetest lovin'
  [Promoe:]
  When there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
  We can run but we can't hide forever from
  George Bush & Tony Blair, IMF, the world bank who's only care
  Is to hold this here gold in their
  Greedy little hands, somebody tell me why won't they share
  & give us just a likkle supm supm
  We need some new leaders cus these ones be frontin'
  They got hidden agendas ulterior motives
  They be spittin' the venom & gettin' the voters
  They got devils within' em that's givin' the orders
  We need a new beginning and a new world disorder!
  [Chorus:]
  Now this is just a likkle supm supm
  To let you know I got supm comin'
  And let you know I'm still up and runnin'
  And let you know that the fire still burning
  Just a likkle supm supm
  For all my ruff riders to bump this summer
  All my graff writers who bomb till sun up
  And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up
  Stand up...
  Get up, stand up
  Stand up for your rights
  Get up, stand up
  Don't give up the fight (no, no)
  Get up, stand up
  Can't give up the fight no
  Got to keep on fightin'
  C'mon!

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  Thx 1138show lyrics

  Thx 1138

  [Chorus]
  Watch the evil world they create
  And how they celebrate their great state
  Thx 1138, if you're real you can relate
  To how they watch every move we make
  And how they decimate the human race
  Well if this ain't the last days
  Then it sure is pretty late
  I see hate (no face) in the eyes on the walls
  And it's hard to show love back they freeze ice on your balls
  It's a cold world despite the green house effect
  They fight the fact that my team got respect
  To them my team's a suspect and I admit you can't trust us
  But ain't no justice it's just us the small time hustlas
  Being thoroughly inspected
  Every day and every night we're being casted and directed
  In the world's greatest soap opera Truman show for true man, yo
  I'm not stupid I won't stoop down low
  Although I creep on a diggi low cus bigger bro
  Wanna broadcast my ass live on a video
  But I escape the big screen and the piggsvin
  Team up with the dope friends to put up a smoke screen
  To blind your cameras eye sight too much unwanted limelight
  It's not like I get a spot light cus I rhyme tight
  But cus of their so called crime fight that's why I use my mic
  To let the vandals and the thiefs of the world know the time's right
  If you hate the system unite tonight
  Tomorrow when we wake up it'll be allright
  [Chorus]
  Every action has it's reaction what you expected?
  This actor without a pay check will react with hatred
  I stay dread burn and loot what they hold sacred
  Incarcerated scarred faces but we can make it
  On the low in between the lines like me and Timbuk
  We've been fucked too long to just lay down and give up
  So big up all the disobediant crews
  The deviant crews who don't believe in the news
  Who be seeing straight thrue the lies with their eyes on the prize
  Freedom, don't give a fuck about ice
  The spies lurk on every street corner
  Record every move you make like big brothers of Warner
  They shoot a reel then they shoot you for real
  To hold you still they give you alcohol and pills
  If you feel like graffiti is more than just a fashion
  It's lights, camera, legal action!

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  These Walls Don't Lieshow lyrics

  These Walls Don't Lie

  Uh one two, uh one two. And you don't stop
  Production dj large and promoe on the mic
  for all my people, people (graffiti writers)
  It goes a little something like this
  [Verse 1]
  It was the last days of summer sun shine'in through the window
  Life movin' real slow, you know how things go
  His friends knew him by the name of Bingo
  As he turned up the volume of a hot new single
  From Looptroop his favorite rap group
  He loved how they represented him yo, the graff youth
  From the grass roots he came from sweden to
  Felt proud when he played his new friends the latest tunes
  Check this shit out man; that he had to download
  Cause his local record store was on the other side of the globe
  They didn't carry the stuff, but he felt it was ok to do
  He spread the troops message all the way to australia dude
  Oh man I couldn't be wrong when long arm and freedom fighters wears his fucking theme songs
  In their headphones those nights he spent when we stayed up
  Adrenaline rush when we enter the layup singin'
  [Refrain:] Babababa baaaa
  You know graffiti won't die.. die
  Babababa baaaa ( no it won't )
  ( uh huh )Because these walls don't lie.. lie..( we don't lie )
  Babababa baaaa ( come on )
  I'm dedicating this beat.. peace..( huh )
  Babababa baaaa
  ( he said )To those d.v.s.g:s
  [Verse 2]
  They stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol
  Mimicking the king Rick the ruler's manors
  Fresh dressed in his newest shoes and flannels
  Then began letting off with the loosest cannons
  Figuring this will be my coolest panel
  But when they see it all they see is just a gruesome scandal
  Erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals
  They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled
  Deep into the music and his art man, his true love
  Didn't even notice when the train pulled up
  And before the bloodstains faded or the engine cooled off
  That very same train hit another writer: Olaf
  On a different continent though: Europe
  But then they came to the same place that I'm sure of
  In this world people always looked upon them as a terror
  But now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going...
  Refrain:Babababa baaaa (uh ha, uh ha )
  Graffiti writers won't die.. die.. no
  Babababa baaaa ( I'm telling you )
  Because these walls don't lie.. lie.. ( they don't lie )
  Babababa baaaa
  (come on)I'm dedicating this song.. song
  Babababa baaaa
  To those gone, your memory live on.. on
  [Bridge]
  I know a lot of people including myself get uncomfortable
  When people including myself get emotional
  But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all
  Man I still got love for graffiti culture though
  A lot of people including myself get uncomfortable
  When people including myself get emotional
  But I gotta be true to myself and to most of y'all
  Man I still got love for graffiti culture though
  [Verse 3]
  A lot changed from the days of Spray can stories
  See me in the yard today, lost like a freakin' tourist
  And I don't claim to know much, all I really know is
  We were 17 once actin' like we were immortals
  Fearin' no evil, people said we had no morals
  That's fine, their corrupt world it really wasn't for us
  We just laughed at the bullshit names that they called us
  Hated us, we hated them and both sides found out what a war is
  We were winning in the beginning then found out ‘bout the horrors
  Don't get me wrong my love a hundred percent, no less
  And peace to my people, we grow with the knowledge
  I bite Tone Def same time I'm payin' homage
  To cats from South Africa, writers from New York
  Australia, Spain, France and Germany, up north
  Still the same rapper tellin' cops to fuck off
  And all my writers: Survive! This my love song to y'all
  [Refrain:] Babababa baaaa
  (don't they know that graffiti can't be stoped.)
  Babababa baaaa
  (This one is for my train bombing, train trashing.)
  Babababa baaaa
  (to all my graff writers who want the sun up.)
  Babababa baaaa
  (reminisce'n on many days of being a writer)
  Babababa baaaa
  You know graffiti won't die die noo
  Babababa baaaa
  because these walls don't lie lie noo
  Babababa baaaa
  to all my people world wide wide yoo
  Babababa baaaa

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  Songs Of Joyshow lyrics

  Songs Of Joy

  [Capleton]
  Yo! Changon, Promoe wey dem!?
  Blaze up di fire make e burn dem,
  Burn dem, burn dem, burn dem
  [Promoe]
  David versus Goliath. David-ooos!
  [Capleton]
  Dem fi know! Who dem? Get up, get up! Yo!
  [Promoe - Verse]
  To my, to my, to my...
  Singers and players of instruments
  on all continents
  making a difference
  we come stompin in (right)
  battling ignorance
  boost you confidence (ha)
  ain't no stopping me and my people (you the man, say!)
  big budget of pocket change
  guerilla market
  and all over you block
  we got the whole world targeted
  we aim and we lockin it
  blow up the stock exchange
  keep on rockin in the free world
  [Capleton - Chorus]
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  for the people
  Yo, man no musician
  Tell them I'm a profession
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  for the people
  But Babylon no try fi shut it down
  cause you can't touch mi zone
  Say again!
  [Capleton - Verse]
  Just can't stop my flow
  Well a mi say more liberation,
  mi say more respiration
  They just can't stop my flow
  Well a mi say more salvation,
  more reparation
  They just can't stop my flow
  Well a mi say more education
  and more determination
  They just can't stop my flow
  Well a mi say brrrrrrrrr
  Yo Promoe! Tell dem some!
  [Promoe - Verse]
  Religously paying these pictures and making these
  scissors
  Ninety-six when I made my first brick in the business
  I got bit more than one snuff snix in the kitchen
  Faking them pictures, wanted that, already hated the
  bitchness
  Instead I made my decision and played my basition (?)
  as Davis vs Golith started getting greater ambitions
  Only holding us back, let it create a division
  But I bridgin the gap language and make it sing kings
  ooo...
  [Capleton - Chorus]
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  for the people
  Tell them I no musician
  Tell them I'm a profession
  Songs of joy
  for the people, songs of joy
  Burning evil, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Babylon plotting and scheming and chopping the planet
  Feel as are they evil (?) Yo!
  [Promoe - Verse]
  I need some piece of music and some peace of mind
  Piece of paper just to speak my mind
  I turn it up and meditate and it feels so fine
  It's something more that just beats and rhymes
  It's entertainment and educaction
  Bringing for changes through motivation
  Universal language, communication
  It my occupation!
  [Capleton]
  Yea, give me that, give me that
  Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
  When this is so much beyond black and whiting it
  Why them fighting it, why them fighting it?
  You who kills the mission. A me tell them say again!
  [Promoe]
  Ninety-one, recorded my first song with Embee
  Traveled with music I never know how long it'd take me
  Got through with love in my heart though the wrongs
  would tempt me
  Always making sure that my songs ain't empty
  From message, emotion, the essence, devotion
  The pressure's enormous, I'm crossing the ocean
  Sweden, Germany, Jay-Jay and New York me,
  Changon I'm coming through talking
  [Capleton - Chorus]
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  for the people
  Tell them I no musician
  Tell them I'm a profession
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  For the people make me brrrr...
  Pull up and give me it again...
  Songs of joy
  for the people, no take them for toy
  Burning evil
  Songs of joy
  for the people
  Yo, man no musician
  Tell them I'm a profession
  Songs of joy
  Get up!
  [Promoe & Capleton - Outro]
  Stand up strong!
  Burning evil, for the people
  Babylon no try fi shut it down
  Cause you can't touch me zone, yo!
  Music is a mission
  Get up! Get up!
  Singing our songs of joy
  And it's my profession
  Get up! Get up!
  It's my religion
  Babylon won't shut it down
  From Sweden to Kingston (and all over the world...)
  When they just can't stop the sound (can't stop, won't

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  Prime Timeshow lyrics

  Prime Time

  Yah, Embee, Promoe, Prime-time
  check it
  Don't hate the media, become the media
  They already know we are
  so why no't get louder and louder and louder.
  Prisoner code T.H.X, 1-1-3-8
  I'm a break the chains and litigate Bill Gates.
  And Ricki Lake type intruders of your private life
  It's like they got a million private eyes in the public eye
  That they publicize doubleized, In a love disguise,
  Wolf in a sheep clothing, I just love these guys,
  Talking about freedom of speech, freedom of the word,
  It's a well-known fact you need cash to make your self heard with,
  Topics like this, they don't let litterarly to stop me,
  But I'll be happy to sell 20 000 copies,
  That don't make no revolution, so what I'm I to do then,
  Rather die luging then get my message diluted,
  Dilemma: either you say nothing to a lot of people
  Or you try to kick some sense to a minority of equals
  Who already know what you know and don't need to be schooled
  But 85 % of the population keeps getting fooled
  [Chorus:]
  But the massmedia misleading ya,
  all 'em press idiots gets greedier
  chasing headlines and deadlines
  the truth left behind us
  it's primetime and the blind lead the blind
  It's the massmedia misleading ya,
  all them press eateries gets greedier,
  chasing headlines and deadlines
  the truth left behind us: primetime
  Yah, They tried to drug me with TV
  Dissever mislead me
  But on the low though, I don't keep what they feed me
  Believe me, I throw it up like a bulimic
  Don't tell no one though they put me in a clinic
  For brainwashing, they want to stop my guys
  With money and lies, they got the troop monopolized
  Manipulate and pollute the Mind State
  Generations of mine rate
  My voice echoed off the walls of Jericho and Berlin in the old days
  Listen closer here and now
  In your own hallways
  It's your baby brother quoting me
  He got all tapes, some youths of today
  Want substances, not all saints
  Massmedia don't wanna deal with the real issues
  They want you to think, life is about chasing the riches
  But that materialistic shit will fade away
  Don't get caught up in the modern day slavery tray
  [Chorus:]
  It's only massmedia misleading ya,
  all the press eateries gets greedier,
  chasing headlines and deadlines
  the truth left behind it's primetime
  and the blind lead the blind
  It's the massmedia misleading ya,
  all them press eateries gets greedier,
  chasing headlines and deadlines
  the truth left behind it's primetime
  and the blind lead the blind
  Notice that that's the opposite of the standard view about democracy
  It's a game for the elites, ehh, it's not for the ignorant masses
  The unemployed no longer wants to be used
  Modern day slavery, computers rules
  In the school system, of miseducation
  The entertainment business of ???
  Capitalist interests, run the press 'n information
  Hightway to hell approaching, the end-station
  At a faster pace than formula 1 racing
  Blaming the problems of society, on immigration
  When in Sweden may guns export it to poor nations
  Causing wars and starvations
  Killing africans and asians
  Calling it "foreign relations"
  And it's all an annihilations
  Yo, you forced them to leave their homeland
  For an unknown land
  The look upon them, is more barbaric than Conan
  They asking for work, and you say 'no man, you can't be trusted'
  They walked down your street and get busted
  By your so-called justice
  Designed to change mines
  To put you in the lead, and the others behind
  Well I will never try your road again, never vote again
  Cause you have used the mass-escape quote again
  I'll rate your radio-show again, like once P.E.
  Run up in your office screaming and raving
  Blame me!
  I got the hottest beats out there courtesy of embee
  and rhymes with the message to set your mindstate free
  [Chorus x2]
  This is not a democratic soceity. Notice that that's the opposite of the
  standard view about democracy. Nowhere else is people so addicted to information
  and entertainment in printed words. Propaganda for democracy is what violence is

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  Post Cardsshow lyrics

  Post Cards

  (in. edh, j. cardell)
  head out the door like before pick my things off the
  floor go on tour after tour with a huge ass bag that
  can't fit my love what a useless bag, man it can't fit
  my love there i go again repeating myself and i'm
  deceiving myself till i believe in myself that i need
  something else jeopardizing my health looking, looking,
  looking for something, but i really can't tell what it
  is, what it was, and again shall be maybe it shifted
  through the years and i'm stuck in the dream that i had
  as a teenager rappin ass fiend now with all this stress
  around me i can't recognize me so i, pick up the phone
  and a bad connecdon and a low battery does little to
  hide the thought that we miles apart and it drives my
  heart insane tryin to start to explain all in vain but
  i'm savin...
  what should i write
  pick up the pen don't know where to begin it goes... i
  miss you I well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words
  to explain
  how can i tell you
  how much i miss you
  cus the words have been used and abused for so long
  they don't mean nothing, no more to no one and
  specifically not us we're thinkin about stuff a little
  bit too much with our critical outlook that kind of
  makes us depressed and when it aches in our chests
  we're desperately lookin, lookin for ways to express
  our deepest emotions, but somebody stole 'em sold 'em
  back to us perverted, distorted that's why, when i tell
  you i love you, you can't hear i wanna tell you to
  trust me forever, but i don't dare cus the words have
  been used and abused for so long i can't relate to
  their hate don't want it in your song cus if love is a
  burger from a fastfood chain if love is some bling on a
  fat goldchain then the blood must be freezing in my ice
  cold veins and what i feel for you must be that thing
  called hate
  (and it's not, so what the fuck..,)
  what should i write
  what the fuck should i write yo
  i miss you
  well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words to explain
  how can i tell you
  how much i miss you
  then when i finally come home after weeks alone,
  rhyming on the phone from the studio in gothen and
  writing little poems on postcards and pieces of paper
  from japan and amsterdam i'm half a man when i greet
  you like we a four legged, two headed creature
  separated from ea-chother in an earlier life to be
  complete i must make sure this girl be my wife and it's
  easier said than done but this love accident ain't no
  hit and run i coulda stay right here till the police
  come though this ain't that kind of movie so them fools
  get none and it ain't no hollywood ending either she's
  not a girl with a gucci, prada or fendi fever it's real
  characters of real flesh and blood who fight, hurt,
  make up and shit, sweat and love (and miss eachother
  like hell...)
  what should i write
  with all our imperfect perfections
  i miss you
  how can i tell you

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  Murder Murdochshow lyrics

  Murder Murdoch

  “rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won't you come out
  to play “
  i see visions of bullets rippin through flesh
  i'm itchin to pull it, man isn't it fresh
  to his eardrum's where i put it like: listen to this
  blao, blao, blao, blao - mission 'ccomplished
  LOL, cus it wasn't complicated at all
  still my accomplice wishin that he'd never gotten
  involved
  cus now we all over fox news - they spread propaganda
  that's not true
  sayin some arabic terrorists did it - fuck you!
  i did it and i take full responsibility
  it was self defence i got proof that he was killing me
  new shit i'm shooting at my enemies
  and keep doing it by any means because...
  myspace is time wasted i'm wasted
  can't take it any further word up
  mo hits is mo ads is mo shit that's mo cash
  that's why i wanna murder murdoch
  myspace is time wasted i'm wasted
  blaze the fire - let your burners burn up
  mo friends get mo ends, there's no end it's dope man
  that's why i wanna murder murdoch
  this looptrooper shootin rupert over music like astma
  produced it
  and fast moves that's stupid, that's equivalent to
  catchin some bruises
  multiple stab wounds, electrocution and massive
  confusion
  here's my confession, but you cant even prove it
  when i load up the german luger what's my motive to
  murder rupert
  i'm a tell you what the truth is you ain't puttin up
  with no excuses
  it's not cus he own 99 % of all media
  that's not why he dying, lying on the floor bleeding
  it's not cus i might believe that he's a part of the
  conspiracy
  that i hate fox news and the views they distribute from
  off my tv screen
  but i hold him responsible for killin my creativity
  and without my creativity yo i ain't really me
  ref.
  how can that peace loving rapper promoe
  turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
  all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
  man i wanna murder murdoch
  how can that peace loving rapper promoe
  turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
  all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
  this ain't a friend request i post a bulletin
  put a gun to his chest unload some bullets in
  so many profile views but from my point of view
  it ain't my space it's his space shut down the bitrate
  on that shitface
  ref.
  ”rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won't you come out

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  Mah Grrrlshow lyrics

  Mah Grrrl

  [Verse 1:]
  My da told me I used be a happy boy
  Back in a days playin' with my crappy toys
  Kwowin' nothin' bout wars, would laugh with joy
  till I turned up the volume on that rappin' noise
  Became an angry teen, readin' from the magazines
  feedin'me all the murder and the agony
  Always in the trouble, cops runnin after me
  but they're way too lazy, only thing that's catchin' me was ...
  [Chorus:]
  My girl, my girl
  it's me and my girl against the world
  my girl against the world
  it's me and my girl...
  [Verse 2:]
  .. form the forward path I'm on
  My music is for people that's runnin' a marathon
  Literally or as a figure of speech
  Whether within or if you runnin' the streets
  DVSG's on a nighttrain from Moscow to St. Petersburg
  scheming and plotting to take home what we deserve
  You got the city on lock, well I perform to free the world
  and I know that I got it, as long as it's me and my girl ...
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3:]
  Wake up in the bed with my girl beside me
  I don't give a fuck if the world's collidin'
  with a meteorite, I'll still be allright
  shinin' bright in the state that I'm in
  The beautiful state of awareness
  not tryin' to be no careless parents
  We'll get them kids, and raise them kids
  as true revolutionaries ...
  [Chorus:]
  [Verse 4:]
  We on some Bonnie and Clyde shit, B.I.G ready to die shit
  Weather is stormin' , better perform get kids oranizing
  Always down to be ridin' though we whitout a liscense
  We are buildin' an army, babies are born and people are risin'
  It'll start with a man and a woman to stop the famine and bombin'
  I see the klan and atomic wars, yo the planet is coming
  to an end. No need to pretend, the secret is when
  but we ready, we right here yo sing it again!
  [Verse 1]

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  Long Sleeves In The Summershow lyrics

  Long Sleeves In The Summer

  in the deep dark forest of sweden,
  where the kids are bleeding
  for no obvious reason
  back up vocals tenor diamond
  bang the piano squeeze the beat out the drummer this
  ain't your average hiphop, it got no Keys to the hummer
  no prostitutes, glocks that shoot it deals with the
  younger generation on medication to shut out the
  sleeping and hunger she needs the pain - her weary arms
  need to get number scarred so bad she's wearing long
  sleeves in the summer people wouldn't know what to say
  so she feels she should cover the shame inflicted by
  livin in the greediest culture man, who wouldn't be
  disgusted by all the meat and the butter? you could say
  she's reluctant to eat cus her mother it wouldn't be
  the whole truth gotta dig deep in the under people fail
  to realise what I speak on when I utter:
  generation after generation A
  are being sacrificed
  slaughtered on the altar
  of a massive lie
  play the piano for the innocent children growing up
  being bombarded with an image of women so sick and
  twisted and it's mirrored within them because we're
  celebrating death as the ideal way of living it's so
  backwards round here - man I ain't even kidclin' she's
  trapped in her body tryin to fly out from her prison
  too close to the sun quickly brought back to the harsh
  reality burned by the cold fire of this world's
  mentality father could you tell me why she's starvin
  herself please tell me why she's so hard on herself
  she's walkin this earth wearin the scars of our hell
  carved in the flesh of her arms and what next? I don't
  know what good talkin will do and if puttm her pain in
  a song will help, but I can't go on cus the words
  gettin blurred in front of my eyes as the teal's start
  to burn this ain't a song it's a cry
  for generations after generations that are being
  sacrificed I tell you slaughtered on the altar of a
  massive lie
  cus how you expect me to explain to my little sis when
  she use her brain ain't no interest they pick her apart
  till all that remains is a clitoris media keep telling
  her to change to some bigger tits tellin' her to shut
  her mouth - paint - and to fix her lips but her smile's
  a little strained while she slit her wrist because she
  hates what her belly is that's why we resist and can't
  get a bit of rest
  cus generation after generation are being sacrificed

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  Long Distance Runnershow lyrics

  Long Distance Runner

  What was going on (yeah, aha)
  And i wrote this
  The Long Distance Runner
  And recorded this (check it, ya)
  Its 2004
  Last year Tony and George started the war of the whores
  Same year, and the year before, plus the year before
  that
  Me and the Troop were on constant tours
  Chanting Imbumba! from the South African shores
  To the Norwegian fjords, I tried to keep a vegan course
  Traveling with good friends like Chords, Timbuk and DJ
  Large, Jonny Bass and Big Boss
  Before the Struggle album made the recordstores
  We were on a Road to Hell, breakin doors and laws
  Me, Supreme, Gangsta Pete and Schumi of course
  Had a little trouble with the German police force (aha)
  Thats why I had to stop drinking
  Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking
  That i gotta stay on top off things
  And when im under the botlle you know I stop think
  (Chorus)
  Like an athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
  An athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg...
  Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse me
  When i'm chilling with a cup full o' müsli
  Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over
  But Im' a get mine cus mahfuckers running slower
  (Yeah!)
  Followin' my sprinter trail
  I run shit down the line on the Interrail (Yeah!)
  I ain't going, I ain't been to jail
  I got work to do, and I got things to say
  A real rolemodel for the kids today
  Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints
  away
  Wipe off the mike every single stain
  Recognize bomb shit when it's in my mail
  What a big disgrace, what a big bam-bam you had to end
  this way
  All you ever wanted to was to entertain
  Went against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay...
  (Chorus)
  Like an athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
  An athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
  The battle ain't for the strong, nor the race for the
  swift
  But for those who can't endure the type o' blaze that I
  spit
  For those that will survive all the changes and shit
  With families, fans, partners and labels you're with
  And even if I wanted I woldn't be able to quit
  I gotta keep running til the pavement will split
  Under my bare feet, the concrete with red heat
  Or till my future kids eat, and we all livin' carefree
  In a zion hut, we ain't dawgs no more
  Were my lion's at?
  Gimme some signal let me see your lion paw
  Let me know what we're living and what we're dying for
  Ask myself
  It's it a good enough reason
  If so I go all out like it was my last season
  If my, voice is weak, my boys will speak
  To conquer the world I gotta keep a top physique
  chorus
  Like an athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
  An athlete, a long distance runner
  On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
  They attack me, but it gon' make stronger
  Get at me dawg when your patience's longer
  No alcohol, no weed
  No cigaretts, no És
  No milk, no cheese
  No eggs, no meat
  Just medation and peace
  Red lentils, chick peas
  Good workout, good sleep

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  Kkkampainshow lyrics

  Kkkampain

  [Promoe:]
  the year is one nine eight to the four
  cus world leaders are waging a war
  called shock and awe for rapid world dominance
  they're lockin' jaws a rabbit dogs' common sense
  dad's walkin' home, his baby girl by the hand
  askin' all kind of question can't understand
  evil men going for the jugular vein
  he feels troubled and shamed cus he couldn't explain that...
  [Chorus:]
  war ain't nothin' but a campaign
  freedom ain't nothin' but a brand name
  why people gotta die, why we can't change
  that it's all a part of the dirty mans game
  but daddy ain't that strange
  some people drinkin' nothin' but champagne
  others drinkin' dirty water from a bad drain
  is that also part of the kkkampain
  [Promoe:]
  nahh, she didn't stu-stu-studder mawfucker
  subconsciously she knows that the scud missiles and rockets
  are launched by the same white devils who used to fight rebels
  in africa north and south america
  it's just a new era with new terminology
  thoroughly they've studied the human psychology
  from colonies to far east, now follow me
  shock and awe ain't nothin' but hiroshima nagasaki
  hitlers blitzkrieg is desert storm
  same people dying, same red blood a flow'n
  but when some people fight this war it's a righteous war
  listen didn't you hear me right before
  [Chorus:]
  I said it's not a war it's a campaign
  and freedom can be bought it's a brand name
  some people gotta die that's a damn shame
  still it's not a war it's a kkkampain
  [Promoe:]
  Take a good look in your good book or your anarchist cookbook
  read the writings on the wall that the hoods from your hood put
  up for you to check like some travelin' truth-sayers
  you can even check the babylon newspapers
  as long as you know who wrote it and with what motive
  I know KRS said it already I quoted
  not to prove a point but to get my point of view across
  cus I don't know the truth of course
  I'm only here to find out what's true for me
  and you too better find out what's true for you
  and overstand that they twist the words to fit the worst
  badminded people called mr bush
  dick cheney, donald rumsfeld, it's enough
  todo mi gente en el mundo, listen up
  since they own the media they keep on deceivin' us
  with a new language don't believe me man, we live in this world...
  [Chorus:]
  where war is campaign
  and freedom ain't nothin' but a brand name
  some people gotta die that's a damn shame
  still we celebratin' drunk off the champagne
  though it's obvious we just missed the last train
  big business politicians' on a rampage
  and it's too late now we can't change

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  Inflation (feat. Afasi)show lyrics

  Inflation (feat. Afasi)

  refräng:
  Känns som om vår del av världen drabbats av en
  inflation, skulle räcka med hälften av allt vi har
  idag, ser man till skiten som kommer så är det fan mig
  inte klokt, men är det fråga om vår tillväxt då blir
  svaret ja, känns som vår del av världen drabbats av en
  inflation, som om man har allt men ändå inte har det
  bra, medan sanningen sitter ouppnåelig i sitt vita
  torn, står vi näst på tur frågande vem och vad blir
  kvar.
  vers 1:
  De halverar devalverar regerar med järnhand, o vi
  serveras, duperas med mera av en världsbank, där
  inflation av ord en inflation av känslor, o inflation
  av mord följer på en inflation av mänskor, som om livet
  tappat allt sitt egenvärde, vi offrar villigt en hel
  kontinent av tredje världen, de säger att det tredje
  världskriget är inte här än, om du tycker annorlunda
  sjung med mig och Herbert.
  refräng
  vers 2:
  De snackar lågkonjuktur de snackar inflation, de
  snackar aldrig någonting om vår situation, de sörjer
  fanny mae de sörjer freddie mac, vi sörjer isaac hayes
  vi sörjer bernie mac, I ain't scared of you
  motherfuckers, you don't understand, firar att ännu en
  bank blir stängd, garvar åt konkursen o när börsen går
  omkull, står jag där o sprutar confetti ur din
  portfölj, oouuii, sen så börjar jag väl reflektera,
  över faktumet att allting är väl regisserat, ni chockar
  folket med kris för att få dem med på eran, chock-
  terapi för att bygga er pyramid, ni snackar avreglering
  ni snackar recession, ni snackar jävligt avslappnat om
  depression, för ända sen kriserna på 20- o 30-talen så,
  blir ni alltid räddade av skattebetalarna.
  refräng
  vers 3:
  Vem vem, vem finns kvar o klandra, när vi spelat ut oss
  mot varandra, vad vad, vad finns kvar o handla, när vi
  har köpt upp precis allting man kan, vem vem, vem är
  värd o offra, när vi ska skära ner blir det inte på vår
  bekostnad, vad vad, blixtar hagel åska, ändå fortsätter
  vi bara låtsas, som det regnade... pengar, känn hur det
  rämnar, sen när du lämnar jordelivet står det skrivet,
  att du måste lämna ensam och du måste lämna allt du
  tjänat på din broder, och kusiner inklusive räntan, när
  du gör upp räkenskaperna med skaparn eller skaparna,
  handlar det inte om pengarna eller sakerna, finns inget
  vi kan sakna eller betala med, när vi ligger nakna där
  i gravarna.

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  In The Morning (feat. Daville)show lyrics

  In The Morning (feat. Daville)

  (Verse 1)
  in the morning... she wake up beside of me
  too tired to open her eyes scared to face her anxiety
  thinkin to herself he could go to hell while he's
  inside of me
  he still don't have the slightest clue what's going on
  inside of me
  in the morning... still tangled up in her nightmares
  and me
  I'm too stubborn to say baby I'm right here
  she's just one kiss away from me but it feels like we
  light years apart
  then I stall to talk but for those words it's too light
  here
  in the morning... her body feel like a war zone
  on her right arm a bar code on her left arm the scars
  show
  in the morning... findin blood stains on the floor
  boards
  from last night from that knife that now rest on her
  torso
  (Chorus)
  baby I know that you're feeling uptight
  sometimes from morning and all through the night
  me I ain't helping I act like a child
  it's like a cold war everytime that we fight
  maybe I'm wrong - baby you're right
  all I know this song can't play when it's light
  some of these things I can't say when it's light
  I'm waiting from morning till late...
  (Verse 2)
  at night... I'm still awake till the break of dawn
  after the show I finna go create new songs
  ponderin the next move to make with my pawns
  till it's too late and I'm gone
  at night... working like there ain't no tomorrow
  on the chess board of life with this time we have
  borrowed
  where vicious bishops plan attacks on the diagonal
  and screwfaced two faced knights so called friends act
  all vaginal
  at night... and the king's all alone in his hotel
  room pass out and sleep all through the afternoon
  wake up and forgot almost half the tune
  but remember my queen and it's all for you
  (Chorus)
  (Verse 3)
  at night... when it's you and me alone...
  and we make up and make love finally
  suddenly anything that you take tip's fine with me
  at night... it must be the darkness, the kisses, the
  whispers
  the intimacy, the friendship please listen my sister
  cause when we worn down by the day
  and our walls of defense's torn down then I say
  in the morning... still feelin good when we waking up
  she's painting to deal with the pain ting now
  in the morning... sesame, linseed, soy milk, sun dried
  dates
  oatmeal and buckwheat's how I love my babe

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  Denmark Styleshow lyrics

  Denmark Style

  Ey yo what's up! This is Promoe from Looptroop Västarås,
  Wax cabinet style, representing de fulde svenskere for Typhoon
  Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
  I gotta reach the boarder (ey ey)
  Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
  I gotta reach the boarder line
  It takes 45 minutes and 40 crowns to get down to Copenhagen,
  That's a flyass town, this jam is dedicated to the city down south
  I go there when Sweden stresses me out
  Cus the politi they don't show up that often
  And the DSB they ain't got time to be buffin
  The barest magic, many times I got crunk
  It's legal to smoke weed for those that like skunk
  In Christiania where this kids is selling records
  I bought a lot of reggae from him, like this time, check it
  Me and my crew just got off the boat
  I got my sticky fingers on a 1000 crowns of swedish 20 notes
  And bought a lot of LP's that day
  Then went to the pool jam couldn't hear what they say
  Cus down here ya'll rap in your own language
  And I can't manage to understand danish (anything?)
  Then I meet creative and he's a native
  On the bilingual level we still related
  I gotta send mad love to Typhoon
  Leavin' bitin' wolf dj's hollin at the moon
  Doin' mic cheks on... ?... on any surfaces
  Puttin our name up for purpuses
  Your overgrounds couldn't understand
  I'm honest when, I'm saying Denmark's the promised land
  I'm moving down here just to chill and eat vegetables
  Now I gotta go back to the Roskilde festival!
  Denmark style guarantee to make you smile
  I gotta reach the boarder line...

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  Identity Crisis (feat. Nosliw)show lyrics

  Identity Crisis (feat. Nosliw)

  [Intro: Promoe]
  askin for nothing more settle for nothing less
  because we askin for nothing more, settle for nothin'
  less
  nosliw!
  [Chorus: Nosliw]
  What is my identity
  Ich weiss nicht wirklich wo ich hingehör
  Ich hab keine Verbindung mehr
  What is my identity
  Wie kann ich zu mir selber finden wer
  sagt mir wer ich wirklich bin
  [Vers 1]
  ok! to the ones that are most important
  friends and family, I'm known as Mårten
  been around from my beard was short
  and the things that I know it was them that taught
  them to the rap scene I'm known from the touring
  promoe - hear my name from the audience
  tryin to make some money but the tax department
  know me as a number and the law enforcement
  see me as the enemy is that my identity?
  lookin at the man in the mirror now can it be
  is it me? isn't he? wishin we...
  what? is somebody listening?
  am I all alone let me call the phone
  ain't no answer what my father grown
  hooked up with Nosliw vibes are positive
  apprecialove what I got at home
  but I've been around the world and I
  can not really stop from wondering why
  they need a task force to ask for my passport
  what nationality, credit or cash flow
  social security number
  where I been what I already done but
  that can't explain who I am
  what kind of a man most of all why I feel so redundant
  [Chorus: Nosliw]
  [Vers 2]
  Ich musste ständig leben mit dem kleinen Unteschied
  dunkel zu sein in einer weissen Bundesrepublik
  ´nen Vater gab es nicht ich kannte auch
  sonst keine ander´n die sich in einer ähnlichen
  Situation befanden
  woher ich komm wohin ich hingehöre weiss ich nicht
  unde ohne festen Stand verliert man schnell das
  Gleichgewicht ich
  frag´mich was soll mit mir sein wie sieht die Zukunft
  wenn ich doch meine Wurzeln für gesundes Wachstum
  brauch
  ´ich suche immer noch nach meinem wahren Ich ich muss
  es wissen wer ich bin für eine klare Sicht
  ich bin mir selber fremd weiss
  nicht wie´s weiter geht mir fehlt die eigene Identität
  [Chorus: Nosliw]
  because we askin for nothin' mo we settle for nothin'
  less
  in life we need something more than just shopping for
  happiness
  no more comin from out the store with heavy bags
  full of nothingness cus I'm sure that ain't who we are
  but what's
  the answer for my quiz?
  What is my identity am i living my life like it was
  meant to be how can
  we know what's our identity when they've been lying
  bout our history
  What is my identity am i living my life like it was
  meant to be how can
  we know what's our identity when they've been lying
  bout our history

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  Headacheshow lyrics

  Headache

  Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
  thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
  thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
  Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
  Man i-m running through life with blinders
  avoiding the signs that are yelling out loud and clear
  that my time is runnin out quicker, though i'm clone
  with the liqour and i'm young and my ticker's still
  strong - it ain't long till i'm gone with a flicker
  My whole race is gone sicker DNA molecular structure
  like pieces of puzzles that ain't fitting my muscles
  degenerated, my semen's sedated from stress and toxic
  waste my whole being's mutated (my soul)
  Don't even mention my soul it's been gone for so long
  i'm feeling like a black hole
  I lost my religion, and lost touch with my inner self
  being consumed by the flames of a sinner's hell
  stumblin around in a state of mass (confusion)
  and i see no solution (confusion)
  but to turn up the music to soothe this (pain that i'm
  feeling)
  Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
  thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
  thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
  Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
  I try to open my heart-find it hard to open my window
  tell large let's echo across the globe from the disco
  where people sing Julie driscoll (now i see rainbows of
  many more colours)
  In a world that's black and white you're taught to act
  your type like it's a fact of life avoiding the real
  facts - we spiral downwards inbreeding a bunch of
  spineless cowards
  Livin in an illusion we define as ours
  nationalism's that kind of prison we assign all power
  desperately clinging on to it until the final hour (i
  heard someone crying)
  Well it was i,i-m feeling tired of lying and denying
  the obvious how we making like ostriches holdin
  ourselves as our hostages,adisgrace to philosophers and
  how we rather not think about it cus...
  Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
  thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
  thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it
  Reach for my hand,and i'll give you my soul
  the leaders got headaches
  givin the people more headaches
  ain't no need for paramedics
  this desease is too deadly
  the leaders got headaches
  givin the people more headaches
  ain't no need for paramedics
  this disease ïs too deadly
  Thinking's a headache - that's why we avoid it
  thought reveals truth, and the pain of the facts
  thinking's; ache - that's why we avoid it

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  Government Musicshow lyrics

  Government Music

  Well I got things to do
  And people got things to say
  Said I got work to do
  And the people find time to play
  Babylon system is stuck in a slow modem
  Why yall persisting to fuck with the Promoe when
  No rapper that rise against me shall ever prosper
  Rhymes written in the bible, revolutionary rasta
  Take an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
  I tell a lie for a lie and a truth for a truth
  I spit a line after line over loop after loop
  To make your mind intertwine with brain food at the root
  Cus we all gotta eat but I ain't sellin' my soul
  Cus man can't live by them belly alone
  I'm hard to reach trust no cellular phones
  Cus the government agents wanna follow we 'round
  Electronic transmittors picked up by satelites
  I'm writing rhymes in a room lit up by candle lights
  And I'm spittin... in the wind, of changin' times
  In the name of unchaining minds
  [Chorus]
  All of a sudden when you sick
  Off all of that government music
  Just call and I'll come with that new shit
  Just call if you love revolutions
  Call on this sub level nuisance
  Ball you could bloody well lose it
  Come on call if you run with a crew which
  Is armed with a gun and a full clip
  Pointed at the business give me points and tour support
  And creative control or end up in the war report
  Us against them David versus Goliath
  I'm bustin' at them aim at jerks with cold fire
  Old pirates rob I of my songs of freedom
  Songs that we've done Promoe comes from Sweden
  Needn't no further introduction
  In a world of wack music my shit serve as interruptions
  Short breaks from a reality that's really unreal
  Where record companies want you to sign a dumb deal
  Then they're swallowing your following like a bottle in a fridge
  They suck you dry and leave your body in a ditch
  They steal your golden days then when you're old and grey
  They done found new blood to mold and clay
  And if you're bold and play make sure you read the terms
  A life long contract till you feed the worms
  [Chorus]
  Yo you can call me on the 1-800 hotline
  Listen closely go out and cop mine
  Or you the type to drop dimes and call the cops? fine
  Bring your glocks, nines ain't nothing can stop mine
  Though life is one big road with alot of stop signs
  And I carry a big load as long as I rock rhymes
  I do not mind, the bullshit: behind
  Love will conquer all evil
  It's easier for Heavy D to enter through the eye of a needle
  Than for the government to be buying my people
  Your smile is deceitful, plastic, colgate white
  Get it smashed if your flow ain't tight
  Now if that happen to me I'd spit blood on the tracks
  Till it's cluttered with facts and women cuddle the wax
  Love to the max physical and spiritual
  Natural, lyrical miracle
  [Chorus]
  Well I got things to do
  And people got things to say
  Said I got work to do

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  Freedom Fightersshow lyrics

  Freedom Fighters

  I'm here to give a voice to all the blurred faces
  the ones who vandalise and disturb neighbours
  The ones who go to court and get to legal aid
  have no right in society but to keep the evil paid
  The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines
  and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains
  The ones whose history ya'll want to erase
  no history's no future, despair in their face
  The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops
  like my boys got victims of boycotts
  you claim they're not political but too me
  the whole art form questions private property
  A political crime of passion
  this one is to my train bombing, train trashing...
  Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on
  fighting for freedom, writing for freedom
  [Chorus:]
  I represent the spray paint artist
  I can feel your pain and hardships
  I know you're workin' the grave yard shift
  so you can keep that train yard hit
  And though society hate our shit
  and love feh build their great star ships
  I know as long as your brave heart ticks
  It's on your side the creators sits
  You're never home sleepin' always out peepin' the yard
  you doin' whole cars with no guards
  If 5-0 show up do throw ups on po-po's car
  you blow up the precinct if they put you behind bars
  You're smart, no heart for a system that hates you
  you praise true masters like Seen and Phase 2
  You amaze crews and do a one man whole train
  that'll bring fame to your name like John Coltrane
  Disregard cold rain and bad weather you'd better
  practice your letters cus you gotta get it better
  Yo yo get up get out and do something
  you can't sleep cus you wanna become king of bombing
  Equipped with bomb ink and the most fat caps
  and a walkman with Promoes fat rap
  Who can tell you what you can do and can not?
  Who can beat you down, smash your face and put on hand cuffs?
  Who built the cage and who makes sure you stay in it?
  Who can break the law, break your jaw and get away with it?
  Who sets up trails when calling you a liar?
  Who is out spying preparing train yards with barbed wire?
  Who represent the evil with no regret?
  Who forget about the people and what punishment we get?
  but yo Who is out jumping electric fences?
  Who is throwing rocks at hidden camera lenses?
  Who is getting raw shitty to get up all city?
  who is writing graffiti but never admit that they did it?
  Who is discriminated and not told the truth?
  Who's affiliated to killers according to the news?
  Who goes by the names of Suer, Swob and Jesis
  Kaos, Side, Heis, Cake and Obey? Who is on the frontline fighting sodomite?
  'ey yo I gotta say peace to my peeps and all of my...
  Freedom fighters in the streets...
  [Chorus]
  To all my freedom fighters let me see them lighters
  if you're fed up with security guards who beat up writers
  Fed up with seeing your pieces get buffed
  police that's corrupt and leaders that bluff
  Fed up with a unjust system
  we gotta teach our young ones cuss the system
  If you're fed up with the gun busts, cuffs and prisons
  then let me see you pump pump up your fist son
  Listen, you hear the freedom chimes? playin' at the speed of rhyme
  tellin' you to free your mind
  Graffiti is a freedom crime, beautiful and revolutionary
  suitable for revolutionaries
  On that road seldom travelled by the multitude
  remember this when the cops come to fuck with you...

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  Fit You Haffe Fitshow lyrics

  Fit You Haffe Fit

  Chorus1
  To get a hit you haffi fit, you haffi fit-it fit-it fit
  To get a hit you haffi fit, you haffi fit-it fit-it fit
  To hit the charts you gotta smart smart-art smart-art
  smart smart
  To hit the charts you gotta smart smart-art smart-art
  smart smart..
  Bridge:
  In the morning as i rise put on my tracksuit and
  exercise
  Me wan'fe fit me wan'fe fit -it fit-it fit fit
  Walk on the road me nah trouble no one
  Me nah eat no steak, me nah eat no ham
  Grandma grew me as a vegetarian, music is my
  occupation..
  Verse1:
  Go inna de field dig some yam
  Pick some corn use it make a sham
  Schoolpickney come and get it fe nyam
  Started to sing oh what a bam bam...
  Chorus 2:
  Look how me big, look how me strong
  Say me must live long
  Look how me big, look how me strong
  Me a vegeterian (listen the song)
  Verse 2:
  New day, nottin changed - war on the tv and the front
  page
  Still killin', poverty same. I don't want no part of
  the game
  No! stockmarket droppin' again
  Businessmen still poppin' champagne
  Want your money back?! They're not gonna pay
  - Freedom fighters lock'em away
  No joke, it's time we focus
  Through the bad times work out jump rope it
  Feels hopeless, but it ain't over
  Till the fat bitch sings, so we gotta choke her
  Metaphore - get shit out of your system!
  Never pork get shit out my kitchen
  Vegetables they all in the mix and
  To the chorus y'all better listen!
  Chorus 2
  Look how me big, look how me strong
  Say me must live long (in Babylon)
  No animal inna mi pan, no. Me strictly vegan
  Chorus 1
  Verse 3:
  While you pumpin' your breaks I'm runnin' away
  No escape, but my hunger is great
  Aah, the people lovin' the way
  I rub a dub and numbin' the pain
  Oh! From Modern day to the Struggle tape
  My music overthrow the government
  The distance long, resistance strong
  Head on with the business it's on
  Push up, sit up - What's up, get up
  Lot of things that we gotta get rid of
  Bust up, live up - Go go, big up!
  All my people that's not gonna give up
  Everything's connected from your mental health to your
  physical
  Eat good, work out, each one teach one, send for help
  and get busy y'all....
  Chorus 2/ Chorus 1
  Bridge
  Verse 4:
  Use my money buy foo dand place
  Nah use my money bout me a freebase
  Don't want my pants drop off from my waiste
  Don't wan feel high like me out of space
  No man a come and cut out my throat
  Tek my chain and go pop big sport
  Him and him gal gon' sniff nuff coke

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  Fast Food World (feat. Cos.m.i.c & Bushman)show lyrics

  Fast Food World (feat. Cos.m.i.c & Bushman)

  Verse 1:
  It's all bloody, covered in shame/
  the slaughterhouse where four number's your name/
  I hate this place, the urine, the pain/
  they try to clean but can't get ride of the stains/
  So full of life, next minute she dead/
  I never could figure this blood spillin' in vain/
  and they call it my work, yo the give me the blame/
  for more than X million a insane killings a day/
  with machine's sent straight from hell/
  stabbin' your face Norman Bate's motel/
  Death traps and kidnaps, cows and pigs that/
  lay with open on the floor with big rats/
  runnin' around, germs havin' a field day/
  Bacterias all over the steelblade/
  sprendin' me throught the meat industry/
  I'm death I bet you're not pleased to meet me, it's...
  Chorus:
  Murder/ Suppolín' bloody meat for a fast food world/
  (repet)
  Verse2:
  We keep 'em comin' no time rest, now/
  Here's your knife, cut 'em up by the chest, now/
  Upside down so the blood run out/
  After that clean it out till the guts come out/
  Now, there's no end I've been begun at eight/
  seventeen days straight I'm always runnin' late/
  I'm workin' overtime, but I'm underpaid/
  the campany treatin' my like fuckin' slave/
  Need to little cash so i can run away/
  but the light at the end of tunnel ain't/
  visible, I'm too tried got a stomach ache/
  Can't concetrate, it must've been sumth'n I ate/
  Then he suddenly slipped and he slit his wrist/
  Broke his neck in the fall midst the shit and piss/
  Thinkin' 'bout his little sis' and the bittre twist:/
  now he's dying like campany's sins were his/
  While his boss a real Mr. Slick/
  dismissed the union that could've ride the risk/
  but he had to have peple workin' triple shifts/
  Ani't no accident call it what itrealy is, it's...
  Chorus:
  Murder/ suppolín' sickness in a fast food world/
  And is a murder/ supply coruption in a fast food world/
  I see murder...
  Verse 3:
  Steppin' through the golden arches/
  where murder is neatly packed and heart rates/
  increase with the grease smarin' on my domepice/
  Extra chees ! I'm takin' that to go please/
  Cloggin' up my artories, part of my wanna leaove/
  My apology is simply that time is robbin' me/
  Nobody see the commodites is still victims/
  So is the one buyin' the shiie from hell's kitchen/
  Stunblin' to the ground, pains the abdomin/
  paralizin' his body like something sttabin' him/
  but the doctor's found nothing wrong when examining
  Two days later his wife came home paniking/
  Yo, she faund him on the couch with the remote control/
  hangin' from his cold hand they just spoke on the
  phone/
  The autopsy show it was the E. coli/
  Bad luck with bad some meat? Nah, it's probably...
  Chorus:
  Murder/ suppolín' sickness in the fast food world/
  I see murder/
  supplyin' poisen in the fast food world...
  Outtro:
  Well, nothin' with the eye, mouth or teeth/
  Rasta no eat/
  and I'm not jokin'/
  Rasta no meel/
  Nothin' with the eye, mouth or teeth/
  Rasta no eat/
  and I'm not jokin'/

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  Dog Day Afternoonshow lyrics

  Dog Day Afternoon

  Good morning, boys and girls.
  It's a new day, what we call the morning after.
  Ain't nothing changed, though.
  Still the same war, yer' head feelin like it exploded
  last night, right.
  Verse 1: (Promoe)
  All of the people can’t be alright all of the time they
  tell me
  But some people seem to have a right to have it all
  All of my people let’s unite right now
  Don’t follow Babylon system because they’re
  capitalistic cannibals
  I’m callin’ for equal rights and justice just like the
  teacher Peter Tosh did
  Tryin’ to reach my people in the mush pit at the
  festivals
  Or at the clubs, the cars, the parks, at homes –
  wherever you choose to roam
  Promoe on the microphone, don’t care if I’m right or no
  I just shoot the foam
  Don’t know if it’s night or afternoon, but I know it’s
  the morning after soon
  And I know I’m gonna pass out soon, too fast too soon,
  bring me back the tune
  So I can vibe all night like there’s no tomorrow
  Come with me on a flight, leave this world so shallow
  Piece of the pie, keys of the ride, E’s for the high,
  dime piece on the side
  That’s what they all want aint’s it, y’all gon’ feel it
  morning after, no more laughter
  Work in iniquity and we think we are free
  Just because we can’t see, the chorus sing it with me!
  Chorus: (Promoe & Rantoboko)
  Oh yes
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  I’m so tired of the world right now
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Never wanna wake up no more
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Just wanna take it easy
  - I am with the people when the world unites...
  Verse 2: (Timbuktu)
  No peace – no justice, they’re restless, don’t need get
  busted for questions
  Seek and trust in affection, plus keep in touch with
  the checks and
  People wieldin’ weapons at each other to keep it
  covered
  And keep it comin’, the power that be just wanna see
  the numbers
  Would probably eat their mothers, don’t really speak to
  others
  Just sit back and watch people fall into deeper
  slumbers
  Of money and materialistic shit
  That’s unequally distributed
  And the things that we’re willing to risk for it, to
  just get a whiff of it
  Ride around town in a crispy whip, get a pretty chick
  to kiss my lip
  I want every day to be like a festival, I wanna kick
  back have nothing else to do
  But eat cake in the park, drink makers mark, swim
  around the pool like a mako shark
  But what am I gonna make the bacon off? And I get no
  sleep still awake at dawn
  All I wanna do is hold my chest out, all you gonna get
  is totally stressed out
  Howlin like a Wolf, screaming like Jay Hawkins
  With nightmares of what their dreams might cost them
  Chorus: (Timbuktu & Rantoboko)
  Oh yes
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Thinkin’ of when times get better
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Pointin’ my eyes to the sky
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  And you know
  - I’m chillin’ with my people... when the world unites
  Verse 3: (Chords)
  All I hear are clocks tickin’, I’m stuck in this hot
  kitchen
  in the fuckin’ wok sizzin’, watchin’ how the plot
  thickens
  Watchin’ all these cops friskin’ little kids for
  shopliftin’
  Tellin’ em to stop, listen! Run and check the job
  listings
  Nah mister, I don’t work for slave wages
  I don’t want my playstation to trade places with a
  pacemaker
  I just relaxed real cool, sat back looked pass the
  rules
  You and your pack of fools ruined my afternoon
  I swear these motherfuckers got a hold of me,
  bloodsuckers controllin’ me
  Won’t let go of me, and they throwin’ me to the wall,
  but I fall on my own two feet
  Could it be cus I’m rollin’ trees and my block smells
  like potpourri
  With my eyes shot red like the Cyclops in the Odyssey
  when I go to sleep
  It is cus I don’t hold the grease? Fuck that man I flow
  on beats
  Fuck the man patrollin’ streets, cuffin’ hands and
  holdin heat
  I’d rather earn a dollar with a dirty collar
  workin’ the early hours for something worth the bother!
  Chorus: (Chords & Rantoboko)
  Don’t need no 9-5
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Not to know that I’m alive
  - It’s been a hard day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  See I know that time will fly
  - It’s been a had day’s night now it’s a dog day
  afternoon
  Even if I don’t climb inside, and vibe...

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  Yes Ayahshow lyrics

  Yes Ayah

  [Chorus]
  Yes ayah looptroop messiahs, speakin' to your true desires
  Yes ayah the troop sets fire, speakin' to who gets higher
  Yes ayah my crew gets tired, of dealin' with these two faced liars
  Yes ayah [x4]
  [Verse One: Cosmic]
  Who's that comin' in wavin' the revolution rag
  A brutal cat screamin' where's the solution at
  Cos m.i.c. so who is stoppin' me?
  I see what I see tell that cop stop mocking me
  Don't give a fuck about me, but fortunately
  I feel the same about you, so does my crew
  With tracks like these get authorities' backs twisted
  So now the troop is black listed
  Keep your distance cus the more you try
  To shut us up, to shut us down the more fire we apply
  The more you make us run the more haters we bun
  Tired of being second when the rat race is done
  Taste this lazer gun, blazin' hot
  A fatal shot let you know we ain't afraid of cops
  Time for the awakening start listening
  Cus when your palace is burning my people sing...
  [Chorus]
  [Verse Two: Promoe]
  When I'm feelin' the beat I'm spillin' the beans
  I'm givin' the fiends what they really could need
  I'm settin' em free from all misery
  And all slavery they brought upon them selves
  Bought upon the shelves of capitalism
  I'm rappin' to piss 'em off and I'm...
  Showin' no mercy for mercenaries
  Showin' no mercy for dirty Harrys
  Some are to thirsty for virgin Marys
  And some are too thirsty for bloody marys hey hey
  I beg no friends and no pardons
  Turn your luxury apartment into a park bench
  So the sergeants got their targets on lock on me
  Police be clockin' me, and when they're knockin' me
  That's all she wrote, but I'm a keep writin'
  I'm a keep spittin' in the after life in a
  Cypher with Big L, Biggie, Big Pun
  Tupac and Freaky Tah and I'm ready fi bun...
  [Chorus]
  [Verse Three: Supreme]
  Everything you say can and will be used against you
  Everything I say can and will be used against you
  Low lifes and police on Babywrong service
  Serve the wrong purpose them people gone perverts
  Nervous cus we found a way out
  Of the business circus they be clowning no doubt
  They can frisk and search us but ain't no use
  It's David versus Goliath old news
  The kings will be victorious it was all written
  If they wanna bring warriors it's war we spittin'
  They got a thing for quiet crowds with no questions
  We got a thing for riot squads, no question
  Teach kids: don't believe their words of wisdom
  Teach kids: don't believe the world wide system
  Teach kids: just because they're white and christian
  Hear this: don't mean they're on a righteous mission

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  Dawnshow lyrics

  Dawn

  Dawn"
  Somewhere a new baby’s born/
  could there be somewhere a new day be dawned/
  Promoe kicks rhymes with an amazing form/
  despite the hate and scorn and the crazy norm/
  I praise the morn, the light at the end of the tunnel/
  the fire burning we got songs in a bundle/
  From the Wax cabinet the late night sessions/
  workin’ till the sun beams comin’ thrue to bless us/
  Restless souls in the freshest mode/
  dedicated to makin it hot in a place that’s cold/
  So beautiful at the same time poisonous/
  put drugs in the food cus they wanna poison us/
  So I nyam on no meat land on both feet/
  blow kisses to the women of the world you’re so sweet/
  Grow seeds planted in fertile soil/
  plenty of love and light so the birth ain’t spoiled/
  The birth of a baby girl a brave new world/
  the birth of a brand new album that straight will burn/
  And make you turn away from the run of the mill in this/
  new era of musical possibilities/
  From the camp that brought you anthems like let me see/
  the whole back catalogue from DVSG/
  And here’s what people like you had to say about/

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  Positive & Negativeshow lyrics

  Positive & Negative

  [Verse 1]
  Promoe! (Who?)
  The number one public enemy
  With split personality
  Yeah, and both rap for anarchy
  Keepin my beard long like pops in the '70s
  Burnin flags, screamin "fuck the Kennedys"
  Many see me as a hoodlum, at best a good bum
  Lettin out anger over bass and snare drums
  Fuckin up eardrums of those with high income
  Holdin king Carl Gustav for ransom
  Leavin Madeleine in labor pains while I'm bombin trains
  Tryin to bring back the days of '36 in Spain
  And y'all claim I'm too negative
  Talkin 'bout Sweden's really a nice place to live
  Oh, I'm supposed to be satisfied 'cause I got a fatter life
  Than my brothers and sisters who die
  On the other side of the planet
  It's all connected, goddamnit!
  If you leave the third world stranded
  The first and second will soon be drowned
  In the blood, sweat and tears of the people we hold down
  Hold up! That's something you will never understand
  Fuck that man! I'm tryin to take a stand
  You might just laugh but I'm tryin to walk a righteous path
  Stumblin though, drunk off of wine made from grapes of wrath
  Me, I'm tired of doin the math when nothing adds up
  The good's always down, the bad's up
  That sucks!
  Life's a bitch and then you die
  Wrong! Life's a biatch and then you decide
  To do something about it
  Shit'll only drive you crazy if you allow it (Word)
  [Verse 2]
  Everyday, I wake up late in the afternoon
  Thinkin to myself something gotta happen soon
  I'm rackin food at the corner store to make ends meet
  Spent my last dime on a hard disk and MPC
  Embee, me, Cos.mic, Supreme
  Put our cream to make this dream come true
  Invest my life in this Looptroop crew
  State got me on trial again, this time I'm innocent
  But of course I got convicted 'cause they want every cent
  If it ain't rent or taxes they charge me a fine
  For bein at the wrong place at the wrong time
  With a wrong state of mind
  The state wants what's mines
  But the government is thugs, so I'ma resort to crimes as well
  I don't care about jail 'cause all I do all day
  Anyway is lift weights and masturbate
  Then I try and get it straight
  'Cause the voice inside my head be keepin me awake at night
  Forcin me to stay up and write
  Some dope material so that I might
  Turn this negative shit into positive
  'Cause something gots ta give
  Fuck it! I gots ta live!

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  Off The Record

  [Verse 1: Promoe]
  Whether outdoors or indoors, the crowd will in-doors
  My show, and end yours, that's natural laws
  I get crazy applause, they Buju like Banton
  I chant down Babylon it's the countdown.
  We're livin' in the last couple of days
  That's why I never kick wack rhymes
  'cause there ain't no time to waste
  No time to fake, no time to chase the papes
  Time to get it straight in nineteen ninety hate
  That's the number and the mindstate
  The only way you fuckin' with my style is if it's rape
  But I got the mase and the pepper spray in my purse
  After the battle one of us leavin' the hurse
  I don't care if it's me but it's probably gonna be you though
  But I'm chillin' like Blue Note's played on (?)
  I won't get mad if you say you took out Promoe
  I just relax and sit back and watch ya nose grow
  "Suckas step up.."
  "You wanna battle..""..don't even try it"
  [Hook: Promoe]
  Yo, my style is off the record
  But don't turn off the record
  Cause then it's off the record
  How I'll off you in a second
  My style is off the record
  But don't turn off the record
  Cause than it's off the record
  Suckas!
  [Verse 2: Promoe]
  If I cross you, I will diss you in a rhyme
  Take it as a compliment I think you worth the ink, and the time
  Who me, Promoe, with the master peal
  Don't mess with me though cause I bust rhymes and piss
  And fuck with dead emcees like necrophiliacs
  But I can't dig 'em they actin' like maniacs
  Thinkin' that the Promoe could ever get beaten
  That's like a Danish guy gettin' drunk in Sweden
  Not very likely cause when I step on stage
  I get props from smoke spots to internet homepages
  See my show as a sermon on the mouth
  Givin' emcees god's word I'm what it's all about
  It's about this I'm in crisp on the mic
  To me all y'all other clicks sound alike
  So fuck you, plus your weak producer
  Don't face you, you better face Medusa
  I'll turn your weak flesh into solid stone
  Spprdekrizzah rock! on the microphone
  And it don't stop it goes on and on
  Like havin' sex with Erykah Badu till the early morn'
  Check it out it don't stop
  I keep on till the neighbours call the cops
  [Hook: Promoe]
  Cause my style's off the record
  But don't turn off the record
  Cause then it's off the record
  How I'll off you in a second
  My style's off the record
  But don't turn off the record
  Cause than it's off the record
  Check it
  "You wanna battle.."
  "Suckas step up.." "..don't even try it"
  [Verse 3: Promoe]
  Emcees talk a lot of shit I make 'em eat every word of it
  I'm from the Looptroop crew I bet you heard of it
  And still you wanna face me
  Not even the man in the mirror can
  Who you? A Swedish kid tryin' to be American
  Couldn't take me out if I was the track
  You wanna battle then you better bring some caps
  Cause I'm takin' all your stash even though I'm drinkin' back
  In the soundclash on yo' ass like a rash
  Really rational lyrics
  Spit like ammo from the lips of P-R-O-M-O
  The mindstate, scientists ain't figured yet
  Your stock compared to mine, is niggarettes and cigarettes
  You illiterate I'm educated
  The university of hip-hop you never graduated
  I heard some decent emcees right from the top of they heads
  But I rhyme from the bottom of my heart, 'nuff said
  "Suckas step up.."
  "You wanna battle..""..don't even try it"
  [Hook repeated til fade: Promoe]
  My style is off the record
  But don't turn off the record
  Cause then it's off the record

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  Constant Consumptionshow lyrics

  Constant Consumption

  I wandered along was pondering on
  The following day and the followring song
  Verse 1
  Meanwhile on the other side of town
  On the mean streets some kids ride around
  I got home, some ideas jotted down
  Turned out the lights, went to sleep not a sound
  While they blowin in the wind living but no rules
  But the street's, yo they living but no roots
  None of us is over given the whole truth
  Most of us is just driven on cold fuels
  Super leaded and super deaded who- where over
  For loot and credit we're shootin' steady
  We're heated up in the heat of the moment
  Speeded up just to beat his opponent
  Grim reaper’s in gym sneakers whith pimp features
  But we all got the same teachers
  North, south, west or eastside
  Meanwhile I dream I kick a freestyle going...
  Chorus
  Tick tock you don't stop
  We got pick pockets corrupt cops
  We got petty thieves in baggy jeans
  Baggars and bootleggers and angry teens
  Politic tick tock you don't stop
  We got shots smugglin' crack rock
  Conjunction junction what's your function
  Constant Consumtion that's your function
  Let me tell the world how i wish
  There could be something, anyting
  In this world for me...
  Verse 2
  Flippin' motorolas, sippin' Coca-colas
  In a sunny resort with chickens on they shoulders
  Meanwhile on the rich side of town
  Kids got sweet dreams of street dreams
  Thanks to gangsta fairytales they smoke dank and
  marinate
  To music that their parents hate, but they can't relate
  To anything that their parent say
  It's all hypocrisy and lies, they react with hate
  Blowin' in the wind livin' by no rules
  Their parents are tired ain't giving 'em no roots
  No guidance, they ain't tellin the whole truth
  Kids captivated by the mike check 1,2
  Chorus
  Let me tell the world how i wish
  There could be somewhere, anywhere
  In this world for me...
  Verse 3
  Meanwhile, back on my side of town
  I wake up tryin to spot what I jotted down
  Radio playin' loud with the rugged sound
  Interrupted by the news of a kid, and other kids that
  shot him down
  26 years old just like me
  Aspirations and hopes just like me
  He was playin' a role just like me
  Now his story got told just slightly
  Now he's packaged and sold just like me
  Well god rest his soul cus this might be
  Cynical but he fitted in a rhyme pattern
  In a time where rhymes matter more that a life
  shattered
  Meanwhile, on the other side of the world
  Same sun, moon and stars same things occur
  Some things better and some things worse
  Same people struggle, same visions are blurred
  By state supervision or state super prisoner
  Private owned, let's break through for shizzle cus
  Meanwhile in the penal
  Kids locked down for life, thay ain's kickin'
  freestyles going..

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  White Man's Burdenshow lyrics

  White Man's Burden

  (Verse 1)
  i grew up on some hardcore rap shit battle
  spit, back to back - fuck the wack shit
  it was all gangsta rap and political black power
  once a week i'd tape radio's rap hour
  way before i thought about a hidden agenda
  i was hatin my white skin and hatin my gender
  didn't wanna represent rapists and murderers
  the white man's burden is not what you heard it is
  it ain't about a mission to christian the heathens
  but it's connected to that vision of us as superior
  beings
  and the world's darkest history
  his story is my story it ain't no mystery
  why our children seeking chemical relief
  infected by our parents' old cynical beliefs
  inherited like a genetical disease
  somebody help me please man i wanna be released!
  (Chorus)
  i can't carry the weight i can't bear the burden
  my heritage's too heavy for my shoulders
  can't burry the hate it bubble up to the surface
  and history repeat itself all over
  can't carry the weight i can't bear the burden
  my heritage's too heavy for my shoulders
  i can't bury the hate it bubble up to the surface
  now listen...
  (Verse 2)
  man i grew up in a little ass middle class town
  in the middle of nowhere, bitter and so scared
  and just like everybody else i was hiding it well
  some couldn't keep it inside, well they were either in
  jail
  or searching for life in the bottles and pills
  some tried, then commited suicide when it failed
  cus when the black cloud's filling your lungs
  you don't need to speak German to know the meaning of
  angst
  the hate, the blame, the razor blades
  the sedatives are your only relatives
  we take the blame for the grave mistakes
  and we cannot live with our lonely heritage
  and you might feel like i ain't grateful thinkin I'm
  hitchin
  cus i supposedly got it all but my skin is like itchin
  and as the bread of sorrow fills my belly
  i chew and swallow, but still feel empty cus...
  (Chorus)
  (Verse 3)
  as our children growin up in a white supremacy
  i ain't waiting for the backlash i fight the legacy
  cus it seems like they got another wolf-owitz
  for wolf-enson and both of which
  are from the wolf pack tuggin at our rear
  together with hawks, eagle, dragon and the bear
  slightly changed terminology but the same old
  philosophy
  this time their atrocities in the name of democracy
  for the savages that haven't yet squired
  the wisdom then i stop - think, who am i in this
  system?
  it fucks me up when i'm thinkin it through
  then i cheer up cus i'm thinkin of you
  and if you can love me, i can love me
  we can change, we can fight the ugly
  and you gave me these... i hear your words
  when i speak cus you ease and you share my burden
  and i can carry the weight when we share the burden
  ain't nothing that's too heavy for my shoulders
  we can conquer the hate we bring it up to the surface
  and listen to what history done told us
  i can carry the weight when we share the burden
  ain't nothing that's too heavy for my shoulders
  we can conquer the hate we bring it up to the surface

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  Up!show lyrics

  Up!

  i wake up, look out the window, see three feet of snow
  for real, meter's though - yo large, this beat is dope!
  get the pen and the pad and start writing a verse like
  i know the procedure, like this time ain't the first
  but it could be the last, gotta make the most of it
  hope my people forgive me, i know i'm so stubborn gotta
  quit fuckin around, death could come so sudden make you
  hate me some times, but all i want is more loving i
  know what you thinkln, but this ain't another last song
  call it my first song, livicated to my first horn's
  baby mother, ain't no other - one life to live one love
  to give, i'm gon' give it on...
  up! to my people's revolutionary spirit
  turn it up - real life music, lose it when you hear it
  bum it up - babylon and sing along with the lyrics
  one life, one love to give - i'm gon give it on...
  up! to my people's revolutionary spirit
  turn it up - real life music, lose it when you hear it
  burn it up - babylon and sing along with the lyrics
  one life, one love to give...
  i look up to another bright day, thinkin that i might
  stay if it's ok with the almighty all knowing, all
  seeing, all forgiving i hope cus I don't know who's
  right - guess it isn't the pope guess it isn't the
  point either, what i mean is jesus, do we really need
  our leaders? or do they need us, where do they lead us
  look at the riches of the world and they won't even
  feed us i say enough is enough and man nothing of
  nothing is nothing they huffin and puffin - they
  bluffin, they pushin the but¬ton i'm rushin their
  iunchin and cussin their cousins and uncles and
  brothers and mothers and lovers and others and... fuck
  it wasting my breath on them iniq¬uity workers when i
  need to step from this inner city
  circus fitttn perfect in then plan when it's we that
  hurt us pressin down when the only way that's really
  gonna
  work ^^J
  chorus
  selector lift it up and uplift, we've been stuffed
  enough shit to make a sausage feel envious we must quit
  we must stop, me must go - to get crops we must sow
  good seed, water it, shine a light - it a grow but all
  them pesticides is genocides - truths and rights i
  write j through, mike booths - step inside render my
  heart and not my garment i'm pickin that part - pick me
  apart with all your comments i'm beggin no pardons,
  kickin back at the apartment watchin, plottin, startin,
  chargin... and when the venom it stings all the
  gentle¬men kings the pendelum swings back and forth
  they pack a sword mightier than my pen to hack us all
  to pieces (again:) do we really need our leaders or do
  they need us, where do they lead us? i tell you down,
  down, down - well time's...
  chorus
  large made the music at hotel no monkey business (for
  no mon¬key business entertainment) and i wrote the
  rhymes when i still lived in uppsala - with mad snow
  outside the window, i recorded it with vladi pushing
  the buttons at soundlsm, even before we started
  recording songs for the fort europa album, that makes
  it almost two years old now, but it's still "up to the
  time"! j schuster played the bass for dlx
  entertainment.
  i compared the opening lines with the opening lines of
  "these walls don't lie" (which was still very new when
  i wrote this one), and it seems like there's something
  with large's sentimental beats and witting rhymes in
  the apartment in uppsala. a whole lotta window peeping,

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  Penny Arcadeshow lyrics

  Penny Arcade

  There's a place that we all know
  It's the word where dreamers go
  And whether its fulled with colours
  Or it's black and white
  People go to visit
  If it's day or night
  A private life the dreamer leads
  No guidebook to the world of dreams
  And whether it's flled wit horrors
  Or it's warm and bright
  People go to visit

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  Bewitchedshow lyrics

  Bewitched

  no one ever said my life wasn't free
  or openly declared war on me
  but a child's a radar for signals from above
  how to get or not get love
  they use the ether to bewitch us

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  Three Wild Georgesshow lyrics

  Three Wild Georges

  Sound that comes from the upstairs room
  Is like the sound of my stranded heart
  The sound of something alive and afraid
  Is like my stranded heart
  Helpless bird, beat on in vain
  Beat out your life on the windowpane
  Remember the sun, remember the light
  And the freedom of flight
  Afraid of the shadows of the dark world inside
  It struggles to be free
  Afraid of the snares of the dark world inside
  It struggles to be free
  Helpless bird, beat on in vain
  Beat out your life on the windowpane
  Remember the sun, remember the light

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  The Pawnbrokershow lyrics

  The Pawnbroker

  As winter bleached the colour from the sun you left the
  in-laws
  And went to buy the things that I'd put in the pawnshop
  window
  And you took them home, locked them away
  My heart and soul, like china in display
  I realised my mistake and hurried to the pawnshop window
  But where my things had been there was nothing but a
  shadow
  And I became yours as you held the key
  My heart and soul no longer belong to me
  So now I wash the blood out of the uniforms you wear
  And stitch and mend your life up wherever there's a tear
  I repay the debt, so one day you'll owe me

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  The Owl Serviceshow lyrics

  The Owl Service

  the road is long and made of sand and grit
  the trees loom up against the sky
  the turnip moon makes a song of the lake
  and all I know is heartache
  the night is a tender velvet cloak
  lined in mist, edged in starlight
  the waters rise and threaten to drown the shore
  a boat to cross the water what I long for
  animals, darkness and trees

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  The Mermaids' Hotelshow lyrics

  The Mermaids' Hotel

  the only cloud I see
  is the steam trail from the plane
  a number station sings a sub-aquatic refrain
  a history of ice rejoins the ocean again
  and the girl from sunshine land
  now lives in the rain
  only the fish can live

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  The Archivistshow lyrics

  The Archivist

  As the clocks so solemnly declare it
  Strike each single hour down without malice
  Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place
  You find you can't recall things as you wanted
  And no photographs can hold the image
  Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place
  Imperfect archivist, you're only human
  Although you wish to savour all that you can
  You won't live as long as you think you will
  You'll find yourself betrayed by your own body
  As what you know to be yourself is murdered
  By times progress through each single cell
  Hold on to the chances you took
  You can only make it if you
  Don't let minutes and seconds past you
  Don't let times perspective throw you

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  Serpentineshow lyrics

  Serpentine

  Suddenly I notice that the brightness of the day
  Makes the shadows darker, makes the shadows deeper
  As they creep from the corners and a feeling in myself
  As if I were weighted down with lead
  Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
  Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
  All the hours are hanging as if caught on celluloid
  Reeling ever closer, coiling ever tighter
  As if they conspired to conceal from me
  The secret of my gloom
  Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
  Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
  Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight
  Some old bitter song that makes me want to shiver
  Somebody's whistling in the winter sunlight

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  Paper Hatsshow lyrics

  Paper Hats

  When the strangest fictions turn out to be the truth
  It's the so called storyteller has the burden of the
  proof
  Every year she throws a party for the man she says had
  Took her mind away
  They both wear paper hats and there's a jelly shaped like
  a rabbit
  On a plate
  I would not risk killing love
  My words would leave a trail of blood
  (x2)
  She looks for one reason for why she's acting strange
  And she blames the seasons for her behaviour change
  Tell the one you love the things they want to hear though
  you might betray yourself
  And keep faith with the family, the scientists, the
  chemicals
  On your bathroom shelf
  I would not risk killing love
  My words would leave a trail of blood

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  Loose Threadsshow lyrics

  Loose Threads

  Something's gone and something's over
  You put the pieces of yourself together
  Put them all into a suitcase
  Wait for the next man, wait for the next place
  You think there?s a better a place for you
  Where everything will be brand new
  And there you'll find yourself safe again
  You won't make the same mistakes again
  All your anger and misgivings
  Tie your shoes up, polish your mask
  But all your anger and misgivings
  Makes you tattered round the edges
  You think there?s a better a place for you
  Where everything will be brand new
  And there you'll find yourself safe again
  You won't make the same mistakes again
  Next time someone comes along
  Gets close enough to pull a loose thread
  All of you comes crashing down
  And there you are back where you started
  You think there?s a better a place for you
  Where everything will be brand new
  And there you'll find yourself safe again

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  Goodbyeshow lyrics

  Goodbye

  Only the night can touch me and I'll feel it anymore
  Only the night can kiss me and I'll feel it anymore
  When the night whispers to me, I long for the day
  When daylight bleaches my dreams, I long for the night
  No one teaches you how to say goodbye
  You could react to it as calmly as you would
  Watch an aeroplane crossing the blue summer sky
  No one teaches you how to say goodbye
  No one teaches you how to say goodbye
  In my dreams the grave robbers fill their pockets up with
  goods
  Credit cards, the dead mens numbers, and their watches,
  their lost time
  When the night whispers to me, I long for the day
  When daylight bleaches my dreams, I long for the night
  No one teaches you how to say goodbye
  You could react to it as calmly as you would
  Watch an aeroplane crossing the blue summer sky
  No one teaches you how to say goodbye

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  Distant Islandsshow lyrics

  Distant Islands

  I hesitate to say what I mean as my mind is full of doubt
  I hesitate to say what I mean as I might leave something
  Words make remote objects of us
  Distant islands in an ocean of sound
  Words can make strangers of lovers
  Disconnected by meanings they've found
  One word can turn your world upside down
  Silences can act like a wall
  Keep the space round me empty
  But silence can sometimes say more
  About what things mean for me
  Words make remote objects of us
  Distant islands in an ocean of sound
  Words can make strangers of lovers
  Disconnected by meanings they've found

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  Crooked Tilesshow lyrics

  Crooked Tiles

  The sky keeps on weeping
  The sun is sleeping
  Don't wake the moon
  The light would show the cracks in her face
  The earth on its ancient last legs
  Wobbles round the sun
  Like a drunk around a lamp post
  And I shut my mouth sore from cursing
  And my eyes that are tired of seeing
  If I could shake off this feeling
  Of being guilty for living
  Of never doing what others wanted
  Of simply being inconvenient
  Then suddenly the sun could warm me
  To the marrow of my skeleton
  My mind could ride the breezes

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  Daggeration

  [Intro:]
  Dj tell her dis seh mi nuh ggyyaal (bram) mi love the way yo wine mi love the way yo wiiiiiiiiine a... a... a... a mi nah ease up (mi nah ease up)
  [Verse 1:]
  Cent... 5 cent... 10 cent... dalla hey gyal mek mi send str8 dagga roots an boots string ten str8 baba any time mi ah ketch mi ah bend str8 blada me don't care if ah gyal wa halla wus mi nuh care if wa gyal wa swalla some man tru deh gyal wa bramma an nuh every gyal wa skalla hey gyal
  [Chorus:]
  If yo man ah gi yo moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration me nah wuk it inna moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya
  (T-time fi gi mi) cu um ya fi the daggaration
  [Verse 2:]
  Style mi mr. cup an sausa float mi cocky like ah juk on wata miss no flight wen bruk an plasta ah non stap dagga wen mi chuck an massa gyal if yo don't want nuff an bratta don't say the bramma cocky buss an charter gyal me will wuk yo wuk yo mek yo mek yo feel pop down like she yo bruk an pauper gyal wen yo wine mi seh u an me mek mi put mi pop inna yo punnanni me wa get yo fu she oooo! Papi pan the sound back climb nuh too for me and balance quint it gyal mek mi sink it gyal mek yo cum like ah tsunami tump mi ah tump mi ah tump mi ah tump mi tump up yo pussi like ah 2 alli
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3:]
  Me wa bruk yo rass back gi mi bushi bushi mek mi cut yo grass flak move G-string mek mi buss yo bra strap don't baddi itch gyal buss yo bra strap ya wen yo tick tock yo dick wen yo rock breast giggle up twist yo ass frak she tell mi seh it haat slow dowwwn but ih nah stap gyal
  [Outro:]
  If yo man ah gi yo moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration me nah wuk it inna moderation my girl come ya fu the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya
  (T-time fi gi mi) cu um ya fi the daggaration tion -tion fi- fi- fi -the daggeration tion tion fi fi fi the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan my girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya

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  Anything Mi Wah Sayshow lyrics

  Anything Mi Wah Say

  [INTRO:]
  Ah my expression, run awaaaay, rest in peace to mi singer craig benice(friend for life)
  Mi nah play no damn hypocrite after chune just mekka hit suh just si mi
  Click ah lit hey,
  [HOOK:]
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi
  Waan do, anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
  Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt you
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
  Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh hey
  [VERSE 1:]
  Big target when dem wrong(jah)! kind man ah send dem pon(suh)
  Radio man mi see ah only bust dem friend dem song
  Ah laugh and spend dem grand, know this ah offend dem hand flow
  Wha dem si youth ah try and dem waan extend dem hand
  And this ah just di truth(yeah!) mi feelings must nuh brood
  Some producer bwoy mi still seh dem nuh waan nuh bust nuh youth
  Dem waan send us guh loot, rap and kill fi bust guh shoot
  Di faith him waan fi hold it is ah mostly you, who waan vex
  Waan vex mi nuh taste dem lead, dem waan stop mi career themself
  Di year when dem ah pree mi fi sess but dem never waan pay credit
  Till ah is ah your son dead and, mi nuh care if dem waan fi ban
  It some selector deh pon it(money) yuh haffi on it(damn it)
  [HOOK:]
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
  Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
  Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
  Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh boom bomma
  [VERSE 2:]
  Turn dung mi just ah talk my mind, mi nuh business if dem vex
  Mi ah guh talk my rhyme, if dem try fi touch a button mi ah
  Claat my nine and mi know inna mi heart baby, fi ask di
  Gova... MENT! serious di song nuh done ya so, how come so much
  Gun ya so and we nuh bring nuh gun ya so, mi haffi ask, if dem
  See it as fun ya so, when dem si wi dying on di ground ya so dead
  I judgement like how sizzla dem feel, dem nuh know di pressure
  Weh prisoners dem feel, ah fire man ah fling at dem heel
  When don come and ah hype and ah rejoice in dem zeal yow
  Tie down this ya freedom of speech, every gun mek mi seh we done
  Have each, mi nah tek back mi tall with di tec glock mi war
  Mi even strap with fi him gun and bleach
  [OUTRO:]
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
  Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
  Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
  Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Know it ah g-g-g-g-guh haunt yuh
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do
  Anything mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah
  Guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh, know it ah guh haunt yuh
  Mi caan seh mi seh anything mi waan do, anything mi waan do, anything
  Mi waan do, and when mi mek mi speech mi know it ah guh haunt yuh

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  The Songshow lyrics

  The Song

  [Intro:]
  Turn mi up inna di headphones dog,
  I'm a do it like it's never been done before,
  Bramma.
  Stephen tell mi sey my time now,
  Caw mi patiently wait inna di line yo.
  As sure as the sun goes down,
  I'm gonna get what's mine.
  Yeaa
  [Chorus:]
  We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
  Money weh we want dat we get back.
  Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
  My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
  [Verse 1:]
  Yeah yuh know di Bomber care not,
  Some bwoy a call we name,
  But evil we nuh fear not.
  Dem want mi madda cry
  Want she wear black.
  Nanny nah go shed a single tear drop
  Hear what, G.
  Wha di whole of dem a try?
  Sey dem a yuh fren an' cyann look inna yuh eye
  Big Ship yuh know sey
  Inna di top we ago fly,
  One day we mus touch di sky,
  Hear why.
  [Chorus: x2]
  We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
  Money weh we want dat we get back.
  Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
  My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
  [Hook: x2]
  Ehhh Ehhh Ehh
  A di song dis,
  Ehh Ehh Ehhh Ehhh
  A di song dis,
  Ehh Ehh Ehhh
  Bramma bomb dis,
  Ehhh Ehh Ehh Ehh
  Numba one dis
  [Verse 2:]
  Memba months pon months
  July pon June,
  Mi wid mi madda grow up inna one room,
  Mi nutten cyaan consume
  Twelve meet twelve
  And mi nuh nyaam from noon.
  Dem sey mi wouldn't buss
  Like iron balloon.
  Wah dem ago do fi stop man from bloom?
  I'm a tek it to the star and moon
  Yuh cyaan tek man fi baboon.
  [Chorus: x2]
  We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
  Money weh we want dat we get back.
  Tell some bwoy we nah look back,
  My madda nah go hungry, full stop.
  [Refrain:]
  Ehhh Ehh Ehhh
  Yuh know is di Bramma
  Bomb dem up,
  Yuh know how di ting go,
  Is just one of dem real vibe deh,
  Yuh zimmi G.
  We nuh have nutten inna nuh closet,
  We a talk everyting,
  Ship, Bramma, sailing.
  [Chorus: x2]
  We nuh tek talk caw mi head hot, nooo
  Money weh we want dat we get back.
  Tell some bwoy we nah look back,

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  Nuh Trust People

  [Intro:]
  Yo, yuh see dah bwoy deh name Bramma
  Man a go fi dat bwoy deh,
  A dat man a tell yuh.
  [Verse 1:]
  A nuh now dem hate mi long time,
  Mi nuh know Genius,
  Wha happen to mankind?
  Have fi dem own,
  Nuh waan mi have mine,
  Mek mi tell yuh one time.
  [Chorus:]
  Cause we nuh trus people
  Ah nuff of dem a study evil,
  Dem waan kill mi thru mi vehicle
  Well dem a go get a beaten.
  Mi sey we nuh trus people,
  Caw ah nuff of dem a study evil,
  Dem waan kill mi thru mi vehicle
  Well dem a go get a beaten.
  [Verse 2:]
  Di boy dem grudge mi fi di tings weh me got,
  Come a send dem threat an mussi think mi fogot.
  Some boy weh tough up, a sey dem have di city lock.
  Try to ketch mi at mi gate an neva know mi city lock.
  Pon mi face is like dem waan fi see mi drop.
  Is like dem neva memba sey di Fada have mi back,
  From Brook Valley straight back to Sherlock,
  Mi jus Psalm 23rd dat.
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3:]
  Eh Stephen,
  When mi check and see how di boy dem operate,
  Is like out of mi place dem waan fi mi evacuate.
  Certain tings some boy nuh know sey a dat mi haffi stake.
  Dem a bleach pon mi, a like dem all show up pon mi gate.
  But yuh know di Bomb is not a bait,
  Can defend my own, big up Oneil weh mi did rate.
  When mi park mi car, mi cover up mi license plate,
  Step out look left, right and straight.
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 1]

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  My Own

  [INTRO & CHORUS:]
  Dem caan dis maxfield, run awaaaaaay(run), dem know it's di braama
  And di teacha fi life mi nuh guh weh and come back with nine when
  Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha
  Mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
  Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
  Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
  Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
  Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
  Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
  [VERSE 1:]
  When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
  Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
  Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
  Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
  Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
  Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
  Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
  Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
  Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
  Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
  Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
  Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling
  [CHORUS:]
  When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
  Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
  Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
  Dem dead, mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
  Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
  Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
  Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
  [VERSE 2:]
  Guh fi my own mi nuh business with war come gwaan like dem caan bleed
  Dem si mi AK-matic and beg, and ah look dem caan read, kartel done
  Write up it inna bwoy chest, we just seize yuh piece, inna longshot squeeze
  Dat I sample it(twitch dead) bwoy caan breathe, mi have mi gun inna hand
  With extra clip on mi waist, copper mi gi pon a haste, blood haffi drip
  And a waste, dem just ah lip and a trace dem just ah bitch and ah waste
  (strappa)ah kick inna face, bomma! bust my gun bwoy lie down flat
  Mi nuh bruce lee mi nuh fight combat, mi nuh jet li mi nuh try numchuk
  When this clap all di sky turn black, tru bwoy mek man ah fly gun
  Charter, hotta than when 'sylum pack, god man ah beat like skydrum
  Track kartel I enter who fa dat
  [CHORUS:]
  My loan, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm teacha mek ah step up
  Inna bwoy zone, 'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah
  Squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, mi beeeat him
  Mac eleven blood ah run inna da street, crowd ah draw pon di cover unda
  Sheet(don't diss braama) you shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi
  Ah squeeze dem dead, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead
  [VERSE 1 REPEAT:]
  When mi ah squeeze bwoy dead and gone, get lead and gone dem get embalm
  Di bwoy dem ah sleep inna bed and armed, suh mi kick off di door
  Kill tek and gone, skin get burn like weh dem from, wi nuh
  Fling stone like fred and bomm, maxfield gun dem with bwoy lay down
  Flat like grass yuh spray pon lawn, limp come ah war and dem ah gwaan
  Like dem ah fighter, I detest dem and mi bun dem with ah lighter
  Then mi swing di six pants to sight like typewriter, braaama
  Weh yuh ah bust, bomma! ah betta than ant nest thing, guh fi my
  Own on a conference thing, bwoy head left pon di damn fencing, di six
  Pants ah nuh pants length thing, ah finger strength it, ah nuh arms
  Wrestling, by my side ready constantly when ah wi guh bust it cah mi
  Fans dem few, wi mek dem in stony rock weh di bomb dem fling
  [OUTRO:]
  When Mi guh fi my own, mi ah put shot up inna bwoy door arm
  Teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone 'quint and beg and bawl peace
  Boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom boom boom wi ah squeeze
  Dem dead mi beeeat him mac eleven blood ah run inna da street
  Crowd ah draw pon di cover unda sheet(don't diss braama) you
  Shouldn't dweet pussy, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead boom
  Boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead, when Mi guh fi my own mi ah put
  Shot up inna bwoy door arm, teacha mek ah step up inna bwoy zone
  'quint and beg and bawl peace, boom boom boom wi ah squeeze dem dead