I’m not a machine… (echos)
Verse 1:
Tell me can I live my life
Doing what I feel is right
I don’t need you to hold my hand
The last time I checked I was a grown man
I got my own opinion and I know what’s best for me
I do what I want when I want and that’s how it’s gotta be

Chorus:
I’m not a machine no you can’t control me
Don’t just think you can turn me on and off as you please
I’m not a machine you’re making me overheat
Love me for who I am not who you want me to be
I’m not a machine

Verse 2:
Tell me can I do my thing
Without you calling my name
Asking me where I’m going, where I’ve been
When I’m leaving, why I came
Can’t chose my own clothes go where I wanna go
I’m not a toy for you to command I’m not under your control
Girl why can’t we just live equally oh girl it would be so nice
Instead of you giving an attitude and trying to run my life

Chorus:
I’m not a machine no you can’t control me
Don’t just think you can turn me on and off as you please
I’m not a machine you’re making me overheat
Love me for who I am not who you want me to be
I’m not a machine

Oh…yeah…
I’m not a machine, oh….
Yeah

Chorus:
I’m not a machine no you can’t control me
Don’t just think you can turn me on and off as you please
I’m not a machine you’re making me overheat (whoa)
Love me for who I am not who you want me to be (want me to be)
I’m not a machine
I’m not a machine no you can’t control me
Don’t just think you can turn me on and off as you please
I’m not a machine you’re making me overheat
Love me for who I am not who you want me to be
I’m not a machine

I’m not a machine (echos to end)

I got a machine
And I took over the world
In one weekend
I took over the world
With my machine
I did it because
I was looking for a project
And it was either
Take over the world or learn French
So I took over the world
And next weekend
I can learn French
I got a machine
And I took over the world
But nothing changed
That wouldn’t be fair

She likes film
Pictures too
A friend of mine
Something new


She likes girls
Lives my dreams
Eats my face
She says ‘Time to make me scream’


No crying
She don’t like tears
My one chance
Is corruption


(So get up
So get up and dance)


She likes pain
‘E please Bob’
Some heroes
But she don’t like God


She likes rock
MTV
Sex machines
She says ‘Time to make me bleed’


No romance
No surprise
My one chance
Is perversion


So this is
My secret
So this is
A new way to hide


So this is
My nightmare
And you’re my
Solution


No memories
Nostalgia
My one chance
Is slow motion


So this is
The big lie
So this is
My reason to leave


So this is
My future
And you’re my
Corruption


She likes speed
Low fast cars
Love and hate
Rock and roll stars


She likes cream
Long goodbyes
Someone to watch
And she says ‘Time to make me cry’


I’m nervous
She scares me
My one chance
Is emotion


So this is
Religion
So this is
Something to believe


So this is
God’s disease
So this is
A new kind of cure


So this is
A new world
And you’re my
Machine and soul

Si la tierra tiembla
Si la tierra tiembla
Se hunde en el mar
Si la tierra tiembleNadie se va salvar…
Si la tierra tiembla
Bombala, bombal, bombala, bombala

Si la tierra tiembla
Sera culpa ti !
Si la tierra tiembla
Nadie se va salvar

Si la tierra tiembla
Se hunde en el mar
Nadie se va salvar
Si la tierra tiembla… Machine Gun
… Machine Guna

Bomba ATOMIKA
Bomba POLITIKA
Bomba ECONOMIA… sera culpa ti
nadie se va salvar!

Well I’m up and I don’t know why,
But I guess that’s all that counts.
Looking ’round as I’m holding my head,
and I’m in somebody’s house.

The sun it hits me like a punch in the face
with a headache I can’t ignore.
Seems almost every weekend my bed is someone’s floor.

I can’t keep this up.
I have had enough.

Eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin.
Something doesn’t seem to sit with me right
it’ going out the way it went in.
I can’t keep this up.
I have had enough.

You can count me out, I’m on to you.
You can count me out, I’m tired of
Leaving my embarrassments behind

Verse One:

So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps
But I can’t feel that hardcore appeal
that you’re screamin, baby I’m dreamin
This ain’t Christopher Williams, still some
MC’s got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let niggaz know… that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggaz sayin, “Biggie off the street, it’s a miracle”
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggaz actin shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat’ll kill you quicker
Especially when I’m drunk off the liquor
Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is
natural to eat you niggaz like chocolates
The funk baby

Chorus (repeats 8X)

“I live for the funk, I’ll die for the funk” (LOTUG, Chief Rocka)

Verse Two:

All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack gats, to stop all the snitches
from stayin in my business, what is this? Relentless
approach, to know if I’m broke or not
Just cause I joke and smoke a lot
Don’t mean I don’t tote the glock
Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen
Until we motherfuckin meet again
Huh, I’m doin rhymes now, fuck the crimes now
Come on the ave, I’m real hard to find now
Cause I’m knee deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats
For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the (car sirens)
I’ll make you prove that it’s bulletproof
Hold ya head, cause when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin dick
The funk baby

Repeat chorus

Verse Three:

So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side
How I smoked funk, smacked bitches on the backside
Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan’ test
The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a motherfuckin helicopter
That’s why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
Beatin motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina
[What’s Love, Got to Do]
when I’m rippin all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don’t sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it’s sellin by the tons
Niggaz wanna know, how I live the mack life
Making money smoking mics like crack pipes
It’s type simple and plain to maintain
I add a little funk to the brain
The funk baby

Repeat chorus

Tell me what a young man Mama
What’s he got to live for
Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war
Searchin’ for some trouble
Which I’m sure he will find
Spend your whole life fightin’ son
Meet your dyin’ time

It’s a shame
It’s a shame
The trigger be his only friend
It’s a shame, oh yeh
But it ain’t never gonna end

He’s a pocketful of hate
That don’t give a damn
What fate awaits the machine gun man?
Well, he ain’t got no future
And he ain’t got no plan
What fate awaits the machine gun man?

I can’t see tomorrow
And I don’t see today
Trail of confusion done leadin’ my way
They say the only thing worth killin’ Lord
Be killin’ time
I say the only soul worth savin’ now Mama
Resavin’ mine

It’s a shame
It’s a shame
The trigger be his only friend
It’s a shame, oh yeh
But it ain’t never gonna end

He’s a pocketful of hate
That don’t give a damn
What fate awaits the machine gun man?
Well, he ain’t got no future
And he ain’t got no plan
What fate awaits the machine gun man?

He keeps shootin’ mama like any old fool would do
Lord, the life he be leadin’ ain’t the one he has to choose
As he walks on out that door
Mama breaks down to cry
As she waves the machien gun man
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye…

I’m versatile, Removable
I’m reversible, So edible
I’m the Machine of Menace

You put me in your place
So go on, the pleasure’s mine
I gotta see your face
You put me in your place
So go on, I gotta see your face

I’m versatile, I’m flexible
I’m physical, Quite murderous
I’m the Machine of Menace

Chorus

Show me your face
I gotta see your face
Cos you put me in your place
So go on, the pleasure’s mine
I gotta see your face

Incurable, Rememberable, I’m increasable
In fact delectable, Machine of Menace

Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
breathe in(x2)


tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
i spin on a whim i slide to the right
i felt you like electric light
for our love
for our fear
for our rise against the years and years and years


got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red
machinehead
got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red machine head


and i walk from my machine
i walk from my machine


deaf dumb and thirsty
starting to deserve this
leaning on my conscience wall
blood is like wine
unconscious all the time
if i had it all again
i’d change it all


got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red
machinehead
got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red


and i walk from my machine
i walk from my machine


breathe in breathe out(x2)
breathe in
breathe in
breathe in


got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red
machinehead
got a machinehead better than the rest
green to red


Better than the rest(x2)
Machinehead


and i walk form my machine
i walk form my machine

Old machinery’s broken down
There’s no new past there’s no new sound
What would you do if they crumbled to the ground
Wake up you must be dreaming

Changes in our lives
We’ll make it in the end
Machinery’s broken in two
What are we to do?

Where were you when the day caved in
It seems the streets were the place to be
Something quite disturbing filled the air
Wake up you must be dreaming (what an uneasy feeling)

Machine fell down and smashed the ground
People cried for miles around
Well that’s what someone said
Wake up you must be dreaming (a quite uneasy feeling)

What are we to do?