Tupac – Something Wicked

Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come

More than an adversary I’m very quick
I’m ready to hit ’em with this gift
I’m equipped to kick
Grab you coat and you hat, cause I’m prepared to clamp
Scared the [???], and caught them mutha-fuckas damp
Oh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped
Attacking the pacs, I’m kicking the facts for stacks to rap
And those that max, relax and let the blacks get jacks
I’m getting taxed, my pacs is packed with angry blacks
I’m ready to go
I’m ripping the shows, hitting the dough
Getting the hoes [???]
Pumping the flow, gangster ho
cause the nose knows
Check the pose, froze, when you see me close
Punks you gonna roast, host, in a cloud of smoke
Broke, choked on a rope, and then smoked
wrote, crimes that’ll bring me bank notes
nope, I ain’t the type of fella that you use though
Kkkkkkicking the funky flava
Pumping [???] producers
Run for cover when you hear the bass drop
One verse is all it takes
Something wicked this way come

Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come

Something wicked this way come
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Something wicked this way come

Tupac – I Don’t Give A Fuck

I don’t give a fuck
They done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it again
Now I’m in the back of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging about the nigga he’s jackin
I see no justice
All I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun blast
Then watch the hurst past
Just another day in the life ‘GGotta step lightly cuz cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don’t wanna stop at the brother man
But then they’ll have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin’ dope man
The Grammy’s and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can’t understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they’re be days like this
But I’m pissed cause it stays like this
And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break
How much shit can a nigga take
I ain’t goin’ nowhere no how
What you wanna throw down
Better bring your guns pal
Cuz this is the day we make ’em pay
Fuck bailin’ hate I bail and spray with my A-K
And even if they shoot me down
There’ll be another nigga bigger
from the mutha-fuckin’ underground
So step but you better step quick
Cause the clocks goin’ tick and I’m sick of the bullshit
You’re watching the makings of a physco-path
The truth didn’t last
Before the wrath and aftermath
Who’s that behind the trigger?
Who’d do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin night nigga
Ready to buck and rip shit up
I had enough and I don’t give a fuck

Niggas!, isn’t just the blacks
also a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who’s the biggest gang of niggas in the city
They say niggas like to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas
A street walkin’ nigga and a beat walkin’ nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the blast take his cash
And bash his head in dump him at the dead in
And that’s just his luck
Cause a nigga like me
don’t really give a fuck

Walked in the store what’s everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black
Following a nigga and shit
Ain’t this a bitch
All I wanted was some chips
I wanna take my business else where
But where?
Cause who in the hell cares
About a black man with a black need
They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, salary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan
And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who’s the mac in fact who’s the black jack
Sit back and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that he’s getting over
I bust a move as smooth as casanova
And count another quick meal
I’m getting paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the lines you’ll find a rhyme
AS strong as a fuckin’ nine
Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up
Let’s put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he’s done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up
But we they just don’t give a fuck

They just don’t give a fuck

I gotta give my fuck offs

Fuck you to the San FranCisco police department
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department
Fuck you to the F.B.I
Fuck you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the B-u-s-h
Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa
Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas
And fuck yah
Fuck Y’all
Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards
2paclypse mutha fuckin’ know
Y’all can kiss my ass and suck my dick
And my uncle Tommy’s balls
Fuck Y’all
Punks, punks, punks, punks, punks

Tokio Hotel – Totgeliebt

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Ich halt den Brief
in meiner kalten Hand
Der letzte Satz war lang
solang er noch brennt
schau ich ihn an
Mit jeder Zeile
stirbt ein Gefühl
was bleibt ist Finsternis
ein Schauer von dir
hilft nicht mehr viel

Es bringt mich um
wir ham uns totgeliebt
es bringt mich um
weil unser Traum
in Trümmern liegt
Die Welt soll schweigen
und für immer einsam sein
Wir sind verlorn
auch wenn die Mächte
sich verein
es ist vorbei

Die Geier kreisen
über unserm Revier
was nehmen wir noch mit
is alles nichts wert
wenn wir uns verlieren
Sie kommen näher
sind hinter uns her
wollen dich und mich
Lass mich jetzt los
ich kann nicht mehr

Es bringt mich um….

Die Geier kreisen
über unserm Revier
töten das letzte von Dir
und das letzte in mir
Es bringt mich um..

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