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  • On Golden Fields (De Leeuwen Dansen) (Ancient Rites)

    We ask not the pleasures that riches supply
    Our weapons shall regain
    What betrayers must buy
    Throwing back the invaders
    Reigning our land and waves
    And finally teach these nobles
    What it means to be slaves

    Far more large in numbers
    Better armed, they came
    But are it not our cities
    That these rascals claimed?
    A victory rather certain
    They held within their hands
    But courage craft and justice
    Gave us a stronger stand

    Bloodstained flags
    Hear our men roar
    But under foreign rule
    Bloodstained flags
    Hear our men roar

    We shall suffer nomore

    We shall suffer nomore

    Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
    Daar 't winnen of daar 't sterven zal
    Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
    De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

    Oh, land of Flanders
    From field to shore
    Shall view us as victors

    Oh, land of Flanders
    From field to shore
    Shall view us as victors
    Or view us nomore!

    For victory was ours, against all odds
    Truly a miracle in a world without gods

    Bloodstained flags
    Hear our men roar
    But under foreign rule
    Bloodstained flags
    Hear our men
    We shall suffer nomore

    We shall suffer nomore!

    ( I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time
    and dust teaches my ears. And the troubadour sings. )

    Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
    Daar 't winnen of daar 't sterven zal
    Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
    De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

    En de leeuwen dansen...
    In een hoerekotje aan den overkant emmekik mijn bloem verloren,
    In een hoerekotje aan den overkant bennekik mijn bloemeke kwijt

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    • IMMIGRANT SONG
      Led Zeppelin
      Jimmy Page / Robert Plant


      Two, three, four.

      Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
      Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
      We come from the land of the ice and snow,
      From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

      Hammer of the Gods
      Will drive our ships to new lands
      To fight the horde, and sing and cry:
      "Valhalla I am coming."

      On we sweep with, with threshing oar.
      Our only goal will be the western shore.

      Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
      Ah~ah~ahhh-ah!.
      An' we come from the land of the ice and snow,
      From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

      How soft your fields so green
      Can whisper tales of gore,
      Of how we calmed the tides of war.
      We are your overlords.

      On we sweep with threshing oar.
      Our only goal will be the western shore.

      So now you better stop
      And rebuild all your ruins.
      For peace and trust can win the day
      Despite of all your losing.

      Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh.
      Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh.
      Ah hah hah hah hah hah.

      Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh.
      Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh.
      Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh. Ooh~ooh.

      ---------------------------------------------------


      From The Hall of Valhalla

      Lo, there do I see my father.
      Lo, there do I see my mother, my sisters and my brothers.
      Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning.
      Lo, they do call to me.
      They bid me take my place on Asgard in the halls of Valhalla,
      Where the brave may live forever.
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • Age of Impact--Explorer's Club 53:30

        Impact 1--Fate Speaks 16:00
        When every word has been written,
        when every line has been read
        When every person cries for justice,
        and every partner drops dead
        When every loss has been suffered,
        when every war has been fought
        When every son's been laid to rest,
        when every lesson has been taught
        There comes a time when you realize
        it's all over sooner or later
        All of us together--stop pretending it's not
        It's going down, it's going down
        nobody listens, I can't believe it

        When every breath has been drawn,
        when every sickness has been shared
        When every soul has quit religion,
        when every priest has run scared
        When all the actors take a last bow,
        when all the big deals have gone down
        When every cynic has crucified us,
        when every mother screams out loud
        There comes a time when you realize
        it's all over, sooner or later
        All of us together, stop pretending it's not
        It's going down, it's going down
        nobody listens, I can't believe it

        Found asleep at the wheel,
        believing in things that are not real
        Our reasons more of the same
        pointless encounters, endless cliches
        Things escape me time and again,
        running in circles while anarchy wins
        Not me, I'm not going down!
        Refuse to sell out or lay down
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly, fate speaks
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly, fate speaks

        Face my sentence in dispair,
        pacing the floor the enemy's there
        I'm just so sick and tired of it all,
        nothing but commerce makes my skin crawl
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly, fate speaks
        fate speaks, fate speaks loudly, fate speaks

        You think I've lost it for what I have said,
        you've got the problem and it's all in your head
        It's just too dark, it's just too real,
        don't take for granted this chance we have to feel
        Why do we take it, we're out of control
        it's getting worse now and we're selling our souls
        It's just too dark, it's just too real,
        don't take for granted this chance we have to feel

        Why do we take it, we're out of control
        it's getting worse now and we're selling our souls
        It's just too dark, it's just too real,
        don't take for granted this chance we have to feel
        You think I've lost it for what I have said,
        you've got the problem and it's all in your head
        It's just too dark, it's just too real,
        don't take for granted this chance we have to feel

        Fate speaks!

        Impact 2--Fading Fast 8:45
        In just a moment your life can slip away,
        wasting time by wasting chances
        When all that's left here is emptiness and hope,
        it's always darkest before the dawn will show
        So I've got to stay right just to see it,
        I've got to rise up and be much more
        There's nothing new here, my impact fading fast,
        why seize the hour if I cannot make it last
        The cynics laugh hard and the pundits write away,
        the music's dying but its epitaph will say
        It's not over yet, just to see it,
        I've got to rise up and be--and be so much more
        Believe I know it, I've got to be right...

        There's a light at the end but a darkness begins
        as I take the task at hand
        For the glimpse I see is all that I need
        just to try and understand why my fate has let it stand
        Feel the meaning of power, the meaning of fear,
        but it's death that's chasing me fast
        So who really gives a damn if I make it at all,
        m just another one that's passed
        the pain of a marathon that lasts...

        Impact 3--No Returning 8:20
        Just call me Mr. Dark, Mr. Negative
        I'm pessimistic, fatalistic with an attitude that's turned ballistic
        No rhyme or reason, no symmetry and no excuse.
        Let it go, flow with the chaos
        Hold tight 'cause I can't refuse
        fate speaks, fate speaks loudly

        Can't you see there's no returning
        once you've started on this road
        you've lost everything you have and life is over
        no impact 'til you make it stronger

        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly
        Fate speaks, fate speaks loudly

        Can't you see there's no returning
        once you've started on this road
        you've lost everything you have and life is over
        no impact 'til you make it stronger

        Impact 4--Time Enough 9:15
        When every word has been written
        and every line has been read
        When every person cries for justice,
        when every partner drops dead
        When every loss has been suffered,
        when every war has been fought
        When every son's been laid to rest,
        when every lesson has been taught

        "...and this is the moment when you will make your impact...
        an intensity found in your life when you make a real
        and profound difference...seize it...seize it...rise up"


        When all the actors take a last bow,
        when all the big deals have all gone down
        When every cynic has crucified us,
        when every mother screams out loud

        There's nothing left to ask for,
        there's nothing left to say
        The same old songs are playing again
        just like it's yesterday
        There's nothing left to hope for,
        there's nothing left to be
        It's all been done before,
        but maybe I'll wait right here and see

        There's nothing left but boredom,
        there's nothing left but pain
        There's nothing to do 'cause the suffering lasts
        as it keeps you in its wake
        I'd like to make a difference,
        yes I'd like to make one try
        But who the hell am I fooling?
        There's barely time enough to die...

        Impact 5--Last Call 11:10
        I've heard enough, let's make it happen
        let's turn it over, make life a positive
        No more excuses, I'm making progress,
        I'm moving forward with new promises
        There's nothing left but boredom, nothing left but pain,
        there's barely time enough to die
        It's all been done before, there's nothing left here,
        there's nothing I can say--I can say...

        Don't think it's me, I have no fear
        I feel it working, there's something new here
        Let's make it worth it, still time to react
        we've come this far now to make an impact
        Now wait here, can't you see I've just spelled out reality
        It's no fun, but it's now or never--it's now or never
        So wait here, can't you see I've just spelled out reality
        It's no fun, but it's now or never--it's now or never

        There's nothing left but boredom, nothing left but pain,
        there's barely time enough to die
        It's all been done before, there's nothing left here,
        there's nothing I can say
        Now wait here, can't you see I've just spelled out reality
        It's no fun, but it's now or never--it's now or never
        So wait here, can't you see I've just spelled out reality
        It's no fun, but it's now or never--it's now or never

        I've seen it, I've lived it, I know it
        I'll say this over and again, again, again
        I've got it--last call, are you going down?
        I've seen it, I've lived it, I know it
        last call, are you going down, down?
        Last call, last call, last call, are you going down, down?
        Last call, last call, last call, are you going down, down?
        I've seen it, I've lived it, I know it--last call, are you going
        down down down down down down down down down down down down down down, down down down? 'cause I'm not!

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        • This is a marching song from WW2, my grandmother says she always loved hearing the German soldiers sing it

          Erika (Herms Niel)

          1. Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.
          Heiß von hunderttausend kleinen Bienelein
          Wird umschwärmt Erika.
          Denn ihr Herz ist voller Süßigkeit,
          Zarter Duft entströmt dem Blütenkleid
          Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.

          2. In der Heimat wohnt ein kleines Mägdelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.
          Dieses Mädel ist mein treues Schätzelein
          Und mein Glück, Erika.
          Wenn das Heidekraut rot-lila blüht,
          Singe ich zum Gruß ihr dieses Lied.
          Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.

          3. In mein'm Kämmerlein blüht auch ein Blümelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.
          Schon beim Morgengrau'n sowie beim Dämmerschein
          Schaut's mich an, Erika.
          Und dann ist es mir, als spräch' es laut:
          Denkst du auch an deine kleine Braut?
          In der Heimat weint um dich ein Mägdelein
          Und das heißt: Erika.
          In een hoerekotje aan den overkant emmekik mijn bloem verloren,
          In een hoerekotje aan den overkant bennekik mijn bloemeke kwijt

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          • Another, For The Iraqi People.

            I JUST WANT TO CELEBRATE
            Rare Earth


            I just want to celebrate another day of livin'
            I just want to celebrate another day of life
            I put my faith in the people
            But the people let me down
            So I turned the other way
            And I carry on, anyhow
            That's why I'm telling you

            I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah
            I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah
            Another day of living,
            I just want to celebrate another day of life

            Had my hand on the dollar bill
            And the dollar bill blew away
            But the sun is shining down on me
            And it's here to stay
            That's why I'm telling you

            I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah
            Another day of living, yeah
            I just want to celebrate another day of living
            I just want to celebrate another day of life

            Don't let it all get you down,
            Don't let it turn you around and around
            And around and around

            Well, I can't be bothered with sorrow
            And I can't be bothered with hate, no, no
            I'm using up my time by feeling fine, every day
            That's why I'm telling you I just want to celebrate
            Aw, yeah
            I just want to celebrate yeah yeah
            Another day of living, yeah yeah
            I just want to celebrate another day of livin', yeah
            I just want to celebrate another day of life

            Don't let it all get you down, no, no
            Don't let it turn you around and around,
            And around and around, and around
            Around round round
            'round and around round round round
            don't go 'round
            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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            • A fitting song for these times, no matter which side you are on...

              Dethrone Tyranny

              By GAMMA RAY

              Someone is out there he's watching what I do
              From far in the distance, his eyes everywhere
              I look around me, there's no-one that I see
              But still I feel someone's controlling my mind

              Save your breath and run
              You can't escape the one

              Time has come, the world lies dying
              Our faith has gone, our souls are crying
              Resurrecting paradise, cry for freedom
              Killing pain, a million lies,
              Dethrone tyranny

              Forces of evil, they never surrender
              Sooner or later the dark era comes

              Crying man on the run
              He's searching for freedom but there will be none

              Time has come, the world lies dying
              Our faith has gone, our souls are crying
              Resurrecting paradise, cry for freedom
              Killing pain, a million lies,
              Dethrone tyranny

              And as the world is dying slowly in our hands
              We'll ask for reasons until the bitter end

              Who brings us all the sadness
              Who brings us all the fear
              Who spreads disease and misery
              And steals our destiny

              A poisoned heart of anger
              Sowing the seeds of pain
              All see the darkened skyline
              And feel the deadly reign

              Time has come, the world lies dying
              Our faith has gone, our souls are crying
              Resurrecting paradise, cry for freedom
              Killing pain, a million lies,

              To hell with tyranny
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              • Another for the Iraqi people.

                Lonely People
                America



                This is for all the lonely people
                Thinking that life has passed them by
                Don't give up
                Until you drink from the silver cup
                And ride that highway in the sky

                This is for all the single people
                Thinking that life has left them dry
                Don't give up
                Until you drink from the silver cup
                You never know until you try

                Well, I'm on my way
                Yes, I'm back to stay
                Well, I'm on my way back home

                This is for all the lonely people
                Thinking that life has passed them by
                Don't give up
                Until you drink from the silver cup
                She'll never take you down or
                Never give you up
                You'll never know until you try
















                Never give up.
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • Not a good day...life decided to dump all its **** on me in one fell swoop. Sore throat, pounding headache, psychotic people at school screaming at their ex-girlfriends, near-collapse in corridor...you name it.
                  For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.


                  Green Day - Time of your Life

                  Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
                  Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
                  So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
                  It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
                  It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
                  I hope you had the time of your life.

                  So take the photographs, and still-frames in your mind.
                  Hang it on the shelf of good health and good time.
                  Tattoo's of memories and dead skin on trial.
                  For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
                  It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
                  I hope you had the time of your life.

                  It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
                  I hope you had the time of your life
                  It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
                  I hope you had the time of your life
                  "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                  • still worried about my filling so

                    Wish
                    Ten Bridges Burning

                    The leaves were falling early, the year fortune looked away
                    Gold and green looked brighter then, gold seems grey today
                    The hands of the clock never went my way, nothing ever did
                    So in the arms of indifference is where I'm going to stay

                    Set the burning sails (horizon)
                    Time weighs more than gold (a heartbeat)
                    More than shoulders can bear
                    All the years aflame (we're yearning)
                    Burnmarks never fade (though we are)
                    Going nowhere fast

                    Have I lost you for the first time, it won't be the last
                    For I'll lose you everytime my dreams fall apart, to dust
                    I may have questions, I may have answers but I sure don't have you
                    No one shakes an empty hand, let alone embrace the man

                    Set the burning sails (horizon)
                    Time weighs more than gold (a heartbeat)
                    More than shoulders can bear
                    All the years aflame (we're yearning)
                    Burnmarks never fade (though we are)
                    Going nowhere fast

                    Never walk away
                    Never turn your back on me
                    Never walk out on me

                    Set the burning sails
                    Time weighs more than gold
                    More than shoulders can bear
                    All the years aflame
                    Burnmarks never fade
                    Going nowhere fast

                    Breathing barely audible while I watch you fighting sleep
                    But somewhere in the empty land, wolves among the sheep
                    And all the promises I've ever made seem to break at first touch
                    But that was then and all we've had is shattered for ever

                    Never walk away
                    Never turn your back on me
                    Never walk out on me

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                    • Delaney & Bonnie & Friends
                      “Friends” included, from time to time, Leon Russell, Rita Coolidge, Dave Mason, Eric Clapton, Duane Allman and many others.

                      Never Ending Song Of Love
                      Lyrics by: Delaney Bramlett





                      I’ve got a never-ending love for you
                      From now on that’s all I want to do
                      From the first time we met I knew
                      I’d have a never-ending love for you



                      I’ve got a never-ending love for you
                      From now on that’s all I want to do
                      From the first time we met I knew
                      I’d have a never-ending love for you

                      After all this time of bein’ alone
                      We can love one another, give for each other
                      From now on
                      It’s so good I can hardly stand it

                      Never-ending love for you
                      From now on that’s all I want to do
                      From the first time we met I knew
                      I’d sing my never-ending song of love for you



                      After all this time of bein’ alone
                      We can love one another, live for each other
                      From now on
                      It’s so good I can hardly stand it

                      Never-ending love for you
                      From now on that’s al I want to do
                      From the first time we met I knew
                      I’d sing my never-ending song of love for you

                      I’ve got a never-ending love for you
                      FADE: From now on that’s all I want to do
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • all those rockers and their anti-american, communist garbage...

                        Fetus (Belly-Button Window) by Nas

                        Yeah..
                        I want all my niggas to come journey with me
                        My name is Nas, and the year is 1973
                        Beginning of me, therefore I could see
                        Through my belly button window, who I am..

                        [Verse 1]
                        I existed in a womb, just like an abyss
                        Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist
                        Punching on my moms stomach, kicking on her cervix
                        Twitching cause I'm nervous, thought my intended purpose
                        Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or vain
                        But to take on a name, that my pops chose for me
                        Bloodstream full of indo, developing eyes
                        Nine month process, infant size
                        A prophet in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s
                        Was married to pops wishin what she carried would drop
                        I'm not worthy to come from a women so pure, Ann Jones
                        Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and bones
                        Hearin prayers, she axin for my good health
                        That I become a man and learn to make a way for myself
                        Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my blood
                        Mixed with marijuana from my daddy's genes
                        Lotta screams I'm hearin, it's crazy
                        Both parents is scrappin, I'm not even a baby
                        A miscarriage can happen

                        "I shot my way out my mom dukes" x4 (*scratched*)

                        [Verse 2]
                        Yo
                        They must wanna keep me, cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
                        Guess I got what they call a Ill Will to survive
                        When I look hard the lights is killin my eyes
                        I know when moms is layin down, I get bored, start to get live
                        Move side to side, hear loud music and vibe
                        All black babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
                        Solar energize, mineralize food flowin through my mothers tube
                        I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
                        Month two was the least most comfortable
                        My umbilical cord choking me
                        But month 3 was closer, see
                        Thats when pops took moms to see the doc at the clinic
                        But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last minute
                        Watchin 'em yell, heard my moms voice well
                        Feared fist fights, so terrified when we fell
                        While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
                        I wondered if I am born, will I be safe at all
                        This place they call the world though my view was so large
                        Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
                        Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin I'm born in July
                        But the Lord already figured out a date and time
                        Septemeber 14th, '73
                        Get ready world, doctors in the front waitin for me
                        Arms open cause they know when I drop, alot of ****'s gon' stop
                        See how the goverment will start re-training cops
                        Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced
                        Pops told my moms "Push and take deep breaths too
                        Stay calm", holdin her arm, I'm trying to hold on
                        Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head pops out
                        Everything is blurry, my first breath screams out
                        Tears pouring down my pops face he's so proud
                        Wantin to hold me, but I was so bloody
                        They washed me off and he said "At least that nigga aint ugly!"
                        Placed me in his arms snuggly, laid me on my mother
                        Finally, I got to see who held me in her body
                        She love me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
                        Y'all about to see this world in trouble
                        Mother****ers..
                        "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                        "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                        • Another anti-abortion song...

                          Retrospect for Life by Common Sense

                          Yo, we gotta start respectin life more y'all
                          You look at your brother man you gotta see yourself
                          Gotta see the God within him
                          Brothers gettin changed real quick over nothin
                          We losin too many of ours
                          Gotta recreate y'all
                          Yo, check it

                          Knowin you the best part of life, do I have the right to take yours
                          Cause I created you, irresponsibly
                          Subconciously knowin the act I was a part of
                          The start of somethin, I'm not ready to bring into the world
                          Had myself believin I was sterile
                          I look into mother's stomach, wonder if you are a boy or a girl
                          Turnin this woman's womb into a tomb
                          But she and I agree, a seed we don't need
                          You would've been much more than a mouth to feed
                          But someone, I woulda fed this information I read
                          to someone, my life for you I woulda had to leave
                          Instead I lead you to death
                          I'm sorry for takin your first breath, first step, and first cry
                          But I wasn't prepared mentally nor financially
                          Havin a child shouldn't have to bring out the man in me
                          Plus I wanted you to be raised within a family
                          I don't wanna, go through the drama of havin a baby's momma
                          Weekend visits and buyin J's ain't gon' make me a father
                          For a while bearing a child is somethin I never wanted to do
                          For me to live forever I can only do that through you
                          Nerve I got to talk about them niggaz with a gun
                          Must have really thought I was God to take the life of my son
                          I could have sacrificed goin out
                          To think my homies who did it I used to joke about, from now on
                          I'ma use self control instead of birth control
                          Cause $315 ain't worth your soul
                          $315 ain't worth your soul
                          $315 ain't worth it

                          [Lauryn Hill (two layers of vocals, same words)]
                          I, never dreamed you'd leave, in summer
                          You said you would be here when it rained
                          [Common] Yo
                          Why didn't you stay

                          Seeing you as a present and a gift in itself
                          You had our child in you, I probably never feel what you felt
                          But you dealt with it like the strong black woman you are
                          Through our trials and tribulations, child's elimination
                          An intergration of thoughts I feel about the situation
                          Back and forth my feelings was pacin
                          Happy deep down but not joyed enough to have it
                          But even that's a lie in less than two weeks, we was back at it
                          Is this unprotected love or safe to say it's lust
                          Bustin, more than the sweat in somebody you trust
                          Or is it that we don't trust each other enough
                          And believe, havin this child'll make us have to stay together
                          Girl I want you in my life cause you have made it better
                          Thinkin we all in love cause we can spend a day together
                          We talkin spendin the rest of our lives
                          It's too many black women that can say they mothers
                          but can't say that they wives
                          I wouldn't chose any other to mother my understanding
                          But I want our Parenthood to come from Planning
                          It's so much in my life that's undone
                          We gotta see eye to eye, about family, before we can become one
                          If you had decided to have it the situation I wouldn't run from
                          But I'm walkin, findin myself in my God
                          So I can, discipline my son with my writin
                          Not have a judge tellin me how and when to raise my seed
                          Though his death was at our greed, with no one else to blame
                          I had a book of Afrikan names, case our minds changed
                          You say your period hasn't came, and lately I've been sleepy
                          So quit smokin the weed and the beadies and let's have this boy



                          thanks
                          "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                          "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                          • AMERICA
                            Neil Diamond



                            Far
                            We've been traveling far
                            Without a home
                            But not without a star
                            Free
                            Only want to be free
                            We huddle close
                            Hang on to a dream

                            On the boats and on the planes
                            They're coming to America
                            Never looking back again
                            They're coming to America

                            Home, don't it seem so far away
                            Oh, we're traveling light today
                            In the eye of the storm
                            In the eye of the storm

                            Home, to a new and a shiny place
                            Make our bed, and we'll say our grace
                            Freedom's light burning warm
                            Freedom's light burning warm

                            Everywhere around the world
                            They're coming to America
                            Every time that flag's unfurled
                            They're coming to America

                            Got a dream to take them there
                            They're coming to America
                            Got a dream they've come to share
                            They're coming to America

                            They're coming to America
                            They're coming to America
                            They're coming to America
                            They're coming to America
                            Today, today, today, today, today

                            My country 'tis of thee
                            Today
                            Sweet land of liberty
                            Today
                            Of thee I sing
                            Today
                            Of thee I sing
                            Today

                            --------------------------------------------------------

                            Sweet Child O' Mine
                            Sheryl Crow


                            He's got a smile that it seems to me
                            Reminds me of childhood memories
                            Where everything
                            Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
                            Now and then when I see his face
                            It takes me away to that
                            special place
                            And if I stared too long
                            I'd probably break down and cry

                            Sweet child o' mine
                            Sweet love of mine

                            He's got eyes of the bluest skies
                            As if they thought of rain
                            I hate to look into those eyes
                            And see an ounce of pain
                            His hair reminds me
                            Of a warm safe place
                            Where as a child I'd hide
                            And pray for the thunder
                            And the rain
                            To quietly pass me by

                            Sweet child o' mine
                            Sweet love of mine

                            Sweet child o' mine
                            Sweet love of mine

                            Where do we go
                            Where do we go now
                            Where do we go

                            Where do we go
                            Where do we go now
                            Where do we go

                            Where do we go
                            Sweet child
                            Where do we go now

                            Where do we go
                            Where do we go
                            Sweet child
                            Where do we go now

                            Where do we go
                            Where do we go now
                            Where do we go

                            Where do we go now
                            Sweet child
                            Sweet chiiiiiiiiiild of mine
                            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                            • good job, Slowwwhand... putting up some less liberal bull**** lyrics...

                              Better Dayz by 2pac Shakur

                              Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
                              Smokin weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids
                              wanna try now, they lie down and get ran through
                              Nobody watched 'em clockin the evil man do
                              Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin victims screamin
                              Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
                              Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
                              A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
                              I'd love to see the block in peace
                              With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast
                              And only we can change
                              It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same
                              Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
                              Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
                              Passed by his family, but what could I say?
                              Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
                              And pray for better days

                              Better days, better days, heyyy!
                              Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
                              Better days, better days, better days
                              Heyyy! Better days
                              Got me thinkin bout better days

                              [Verse Two]
                              Thinkin back as an adolescent, who would've guessed
                              that in my future years, I'd be stressin
                              Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
                              Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with
                              Tryin to keep my head up and stay strong
                              All my homies slangin llello all day long, but they wrong
                              So I'm solo and so broke
                              Savin up for some Jordan's, cause they dope
                              I got a girl and I love her but she broke too, and so am I
                              I can't take her to the place she wanna go to
                              So we argue and play fight, all day and night
                              Makin passionate love 'til the daylight
                              Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
                              Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friend
                              Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed
                              So many blessings while we stressin
                              Lookin for them better days

                              For better days, better days, better days, heyyy!
                              Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
                              Better days, better days, better days
                              Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days

                              [Verse Three]
                              Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
                              Since back in high school, we was true, me and you
                              Hardly parted or seperated, we stayed faded
                              Affiliated with gangbangers and still made it
                              Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
                              Still dressin like grown men when rollin
                              I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin marks
                              Got a place in my heart, homey stay smart
                              Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
                              I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
                              Hopin you well, I know it's hell
                              Doin time in the cells, you need mail, when you in jail
                              And me I'm doin cool
                              I settled down, had a family, workin in night school
                              Every once in a while, I reminisce
                              And wonder how we ever came to this
                              I miss the better days

                              Better days, better days, heyyy!
                              Better days.. I'm thinkin bout better days
                              Better days, better days, better days
                              Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days

                              I send this one out, to all the homeboys down in uh, Clinton lockdown
                              Rikers Island, all them dudes I was uh locked up with,
                              E Block, F Block, lower H
                              N-I-C in Rikers Island, downstate
                              All the peoples I met along the way
                              Better days is comin homeboy, keep your head up
                              "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                              "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                              • I Aint Mad At Cha by 2pac Shakur

                                Change, ****
                                I guess change is good for any of us
                                Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood
                                ****, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
                                Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy

                                Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
                                I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
                                Cause I ain't mad at cha
                                Heard y'all tearin up **** out there, kickin up dust
                                [Danny Boy] I ain't...
                                Givin a mother****er, heheheheheh
                                Yeah, niggaz
                                [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
                                Cause I ain't mad at cha

                                [Verse One: 2Pac]
                                Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
                                Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
                                You was just a little smaller but you still roller
                                Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
                                Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
                                On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm
                                Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed
                                Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game
                                Heard you might be comin home, just got bail
                                Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
                                I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
                                Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
                                When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
                                When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble
                                Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
                                She got a playa for life, and that's no bull****in
                                I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
                                I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
                                And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB
                                on the first mother****er with the wrong **** on
                                Now the whole ****'s changed, and we don't even kick it
                                Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
                                Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother****er bad
                                Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
                                And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha
                                You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
                                cause I ain't mad at cha
                                (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)

                                [Chorus: Danny Boy]
                                I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain't mad at cha)
                                I ain't, mad, at cha

                                [Verse Two: 2Pac]
                                We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
                                Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
                                Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
                                I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared
                                Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind
                                In time we learned to live a life of crime
                                Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
                                I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
                                And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
                                Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
                                I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
                                Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
                                Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
                                I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
                                They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs
                                in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
                                As soon as I touch down
                                I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get ****ed down
                                The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha
                                Cause youse a down ass *****, and I ain't mad at cha

                                [Chorus: Danny Boy]
                                I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain't mad at cha)
                                I ain't, mad, at cha (2Pac: A true down ass *****, and I ain't mad at cha)

                                [Verse Three: 2Pac]
                                Father forgive us for livin while all my homies stuck in prison
                                Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison
                                It's like a ghetto we can never leave
                                A broken rose givin bloom to the cracks of the concrete
                                So many other things for us to see
                                Things to be, our history so full of tragedy and misery
                                To all my homies never made it home
                                The dead peers I shed tattoo tears for, when I'm alone
                                Picture us inside a ghetto heaven, a place to rest
                                Findin peace through this land of stress
                                In my chest I feel pain comin sudden storms
                                Life full of rain in this game watch for landstorms
                                Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next
                                In this world full of countless threats
                                I beg God, to make a way for our ghetto kids to breathe
                                Show a sign, make us all believe
                                Cause I ain't mad at cha



                                thanks
                                "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                                "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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