quinta-feira, 24 de novembro de 2011

Best of Me Part. 8

Words I Never Said by Lupe Fiasco, shout out to him, well he fired me up and I just got his beat and did the rest. Hope once again you like it would be the last time I got a lyric up before moving to Netherlands to work so this a bit about how life in Portugal feels like and a final word before this move...

Original Song




Born on fallen country

all of Europe want us to burn away

looking out for their money

no one wanna help today

now I gotta move

now I gotta run

while Sarkozy and Merkel say that where done

they call it a union

so why not act as one

this Europe is not passion

after all is just a fling

while Milan lives with fashion

some of us have a dream

we lack the great leaders

we lack the peace makers

Athens eaten by fire

we have no fire fighters

such amazing countries

so why should people die

hungry for some pie

angry for no change

getting hopes up that this is just a phase

banks going crazy that the money is not enough

that the rules are too much

but the lack of their control got us here in the first place

and if democracy open is mouth they show us their ugly face

in reality their Moody's

and we are getting Poor's

there is not Standard in crying face

faced with a stomach hitch

that becomes a notch can you rate that Fitch

Fuck that shit

It's so loud Inside my head

With words that I should have said!

As I drown in my regrets

I can't take back the words I never said

I can't take back the words I never said

terça-feira, 8 de novembro de 2011

Best of Me Part. 7

Random song about something else - Bfiftytwo

Epah ao ouvir OkGo o primeiro verso começou a surgir do nada... a partir dai achei este instrumental eu sei que há uma musica mas nem a ouvi para nao me influenciar... portanto... fiquem


I dont care about songs
that my radio plays
I don't I care about the time I waste
in this place

I'm observing the moon
reaching out to the sun
getting my fears away
if I have some
if i make mistakes
sorry to the reason holders
sorry to the truth seekers
dancing around the reapers

This is just a random song
this is just about < something else

(< = break)

you wouldn't find in me troopers
army's or navy's
weapons to attack
just a dangerous heart
feeding from vultures
getting sidetracked
by the random acts of worthless
meaningless living

I'm observin the rain
clearing out the blood stain
that you left behind
that you wouldn't even
think about healing
and burst my lungs screaming
without knowing why
cause I know this wont change even if pigs fly

This is just a random song
this is just about < something else
(< = break)

02:10 (Change)
marks from a tire
arsonists fire
and from the looks of it
kamikaze dropkicks
track of movie flicks
crazy bike tricks
loving fat chicks
lesbian cunt licks
dirt and desire
political liar
nothing to else say

let me get some closure
or is this just a rupture
fucking sanity
running far from me