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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Bathory - The Lake.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Bathory - The Lake.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/DevilDriver - I Dreamed I Died.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/DevilDriver - I Dreamed I Died.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/DevilDriver - The Mountain.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/DevilDriver - The Mountain.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Falsalarma - Barna.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Falsalarma - Barna.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Fort Minor - Remember The Name.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Fort Minor - Remember The Name.txt
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You ready?! Lets go!
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Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
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It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
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[Chorus]
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This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill
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15 percent concentrated power of will
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5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain
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And 100 percent reason to remember the name
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[ Fort Minor ]
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Mike
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He doesn't need his name up in lights
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He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
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He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
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In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
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But no, he knows the code
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It's not about the salary
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It's all about reality and making some noise
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Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
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That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
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[ Styles of Beyond ]
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Who the hell is he anyway?
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He never really talks much
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Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
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Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
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That many misjudge him 'cause he makes a livin from writin raps
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Put it together himself, now the picture connects
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Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
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He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
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And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
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[ Raiyu ]
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It's just twenty percent skill
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Eighty percent fear be a hundred percent clear cause Raiyu is ill
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Who would've thought that he'd be the one that set the west in flames
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Then I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
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Came back, dropped Megadeth, took em to church
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I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
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This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots
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His stock's through the roof I heard he f**kin with S. Dot!
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[Chorus]
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This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill
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15 percent concentrated power of will
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5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain
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And 100 percent reason to remember the name
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[ Ryu ]
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They call him Ryu The Sick
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And he's spittin fire with Mike
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Got him out the dryer he's hot
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Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
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Been a f**kin anihilist porcupine
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He's a p____, he's a c___, the type women wanna be with, and rappers hope he get shot
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Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
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Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
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He's got a partner in crime, his s___ is equally dope
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You wont believe the kind of s___ that comes out of this kid's throat
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[ Styles of Beyond ]
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Tak!
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He's not your everyday on the block
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He knows how to work with what he's got
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Makin his way to the top
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People think its a common owners name
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People keep askin him was it given at birth
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Or does it stand for an acronym. No
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He's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
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He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
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Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
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Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent
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[ Fort Minor ]
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Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
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It seems like he's never got time
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Because he, writes every note and he writes every line
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And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
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It's like a design is written in his head every time
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Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
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And those motherf**kers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
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Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
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[Chorus]
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This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill
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15 percent concentrated power of will
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5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain
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And 100 percent reason to remember the name
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[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
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Yeah! Fort Minor
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M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
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Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Machine Head - Be Still And Know.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Machine Head - Be Still And Know.txt
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In this struggle
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Are we dead or alive?
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Freedom is not existence
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It's why we survive
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Shake our grief
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Hold on to belief
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It can't enslave us forever
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There is relief
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No change will be permanent
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Our strength enduring Bright incandescent
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Take a chance before we fall
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Backs against the wall
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And the sun will rise
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Dawn will break through the blackest night
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Distant in its glow
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This shall pass be still and know
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And there's heartache
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As we search to connect
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Even just for a moment
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Pretend We're content
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There is love
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Know that we are one
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We are all in this together
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Weather the storm
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Look into each other's eyes
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Make the connection before it dies
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It will all disseminate
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As we consummate
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And the sun will rise
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Dawn will break through the blackest night
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Distant in its glow
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This shall pass be still and know
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Is it hopeless?
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Will the fear take control?
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Don't succumb to the numbing
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Sting of defeat
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Take this hate
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Let the bile stagnate
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Hoist the head of Goliath
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Bask in its grace
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Stars realign in the sky
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Glaciers will melt and the oceans rise
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Waves will come crashing ashore
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But withstand the roar
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And the sun will rise
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Dawn will break through the blackest night
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Distant in its glow
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This shall pass be still and know
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Machine Head - Locust.txt
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[Verse 1:]
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Sweet caress grazes my skin. It's loveless, these hooks sink in.
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Behind an angel's disguise, an insect preys.
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Mandibles cut like a knife, a reckoning.
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[Pre-Chorus 1:]
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Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds. Louder the tattered wings they sound.
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Descending down.
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[Chorus 1:]
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Down they come, the swarm of locusts. Skies above converge to choke us.
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Feast of souls consume the harvest. Young and old, suffer unto the locust.
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[Verse 2:]
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Surrender, these veins are bled. Devoured, nothing sacred. Strings pull the marionettes.
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See how they dance upon the winds that beget our pestilence.
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[Pre-Chorus 1]
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[Chorus 1]
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[Interlude 1:]
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Forming clouds
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Their shadow shrouds
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Louder the tattered wings they sound
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Descending down
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Down they come
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The swarm of locusts
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Skies above
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Converge to choke us
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Feast of souls
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Consume the harvest
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Young and old
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Suffer unto the locust
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Bleeding from my eyes, this plague is sent to erase us.
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Bleeding from inside, these vermin can't infiltrate us.
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[Interlude 2:]
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Faith appears, and holds a candle. Hark, the angels sing.
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[Pre-Chorus 2:]
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Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds. Louder the tattered wings they sound.
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[Chorus 2:]
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Tear the veil, the lies derail. Purity ever will prevail. Trumpets sound the shattered crown.
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Halos of truth now they surround. The charade comes down.
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[Chorus 1]
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Metallica - Devil's Dance.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Metallica - Devil's Dance.txt
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Yeah, I feel you too
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Feel, those things you do
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In your eyes I see a fire that burns
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To free the you
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That's wanting through
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Deep inside you know,
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The seeds I plant will grow
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One day you will see
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And dare to come down to me
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Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
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That's right
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Let's dance
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Snake, I am the snake
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Tempting, that bite you take
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Let me make your mind
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Leave yourself behind
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Be not afraid
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I've got what you need
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Hunger I will feed
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One day you will see
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And dare to come down to me
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Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
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That's right
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Let's dance
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Yeah Come dancin'
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[solo]
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One day you will see
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And dare to come down to me
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Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
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That's right
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Let's dance
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Yeah, I feel you too
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Feel, those things you do
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In your eyes I see a fire that burns
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To free the you
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That's running through
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Deep inside you know
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Seeds I plant will grow
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One day you will see
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And dare to come down to me
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Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
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That's right
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Let's dance!
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It's nice to see you here
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Roy Jones - Cant Be Touched.txt
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Can't be touched
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Can't be stopped
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Can't be moved
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Can't be rocked
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Can't be shook
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We hot
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When will you niggas learn
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Came to get crunk
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Came to bring life
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Came to get it started
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Came to get it right
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Turn down your music
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Turn up my mic
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When will you niggas learn
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[Verse 1: Magic]
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I mean what I speak, I do as I say
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I hustle I grind, don't get in my way
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I'm pimpin' my hoes, I'm jackin' my flows
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I spit at police and duck my P.O.'s
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I ain't goin' to court, you can call a judge
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Tell him kiss my ass, cause I ain't gon' budge
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And I ain't goin' back to lock up
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You tryin' to glock a pop up
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I ain't goin' back to both
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And I'm never gonna stop the puffin', not for nothin'
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The block they need me, the streets they need me
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The club scene nigga, is mine believe me
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You don't believe me
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Can't be touched
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Can't be stopped
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Can't be moved
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Can't be rocked
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Can't be shook
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We hot
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When will you niggas learn
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Came to get crunk
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Came to bring life
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Came to get it started
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Came to get it right
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Turn down your music
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Turn up my mic
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When will you niggas learn
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[Verse 2: Trouble]
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Open your hearts for me, look what I got for you
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You in the presence of greatness, I'll make it hot for you
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Pass the rock to me, block and I'll run with it
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Here for the game and all the pussy that come with it
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So full of focus I'm insistent on keepin' it goin'
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The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own
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Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored
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The truth back, can't it lockin' and closin' the doors
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Brick wall in the road, I won't move
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The King I'm like Roy, in the ring I can't lose
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Show the face of what compares to mine
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You wanna war, mutha fucka I ain't hard to find
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Now holla back, nigga
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[Chorus:]
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Can't be touched
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Can't be stopped
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Can't be moved
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Can't be rocked
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Can't be shook
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We hot
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When will you niggas learn
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Came to get crunk
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Came to bring life
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Came to get it started
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Came to get it right
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Turn down your music
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Turn up my mic
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When will you niggas learn
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[Verse 3: Roy Jones, Jr.]
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I move when my heart say move
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Fierce like a lion, got nothin' to prove
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Stubborn as a hot damn mule
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God in my corner, nigga can't lose
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Tryin' to take me out my hot damn shoes
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See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues
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They gonna see you on the hot damn news
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And that ain't even nothin', linkin' me to the crime
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Not a print, not a hot damn clue
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Beatin' these niggas down is what I came to do
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And I ain't playin' by a hot damn rule
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Shakin' you niggas down if you ain't payin' your dues
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We passin' up your block and ooohh! (Gun Shot)
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My screws are loose, don't call my hands
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Cause you gon' make me act a hot damn fool
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Dead discussion, you will not win cause I will not lose
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[Chorus:]
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Can't be touched
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Can't be stopped
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Can't be moved
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Can't be rocked
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Can't be shook
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We hot
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When will you niggas learn
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Came to get crunk
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Came to bring life
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Came to get it started
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Came to get it right
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Turn down your music
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Turn up my mic
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When will you niggas learn
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Slayer - South Of Heaven.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Slayer - South Of Heaven.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Slipknot - The Negative One.txt
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ncmpcpp/lyrics/Volbeat - Still Counting.txt
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