DJ Paul (Crunchy Black)-
Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin’ Posse song
Niggaz that’s down to cut some muthafuckin’ heads
(Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya) [*repeats through whole song*]
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga
And you know what that mean bitch
Makin’ easy money, pimpin’ hoes is serious bitch
Makin’ easy money, pimpin’ hoes is serious nigga

Project Pat-
Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack nigga
Cane slanger, bitch banger, dog I’ll bring it to ya
If you got a problem with me, holla at my Luger
Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the track jack
Hit you in the head, with the gat, ’til your skull crack
Blood gushin’, head rushin’, act first, no discussion
Come with that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin’

Lord Infamous-
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don’t fuck with mine
Da End, the souls of men embedded inside the Posse
The Prophet, the Posse, we all collide
We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the phase, our mind
In crime, reminds, CrazedNLazDayz
Heypno-tize, and blazed another gold plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

Juicy J-
I got a 357, a tec with a black clip
A 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips
Some killaz on my side, if I tell ’em they gon’ get
A fiend wiolatin’ the business, I ain’t wit’
And now in 2000 you talkin’ the same shit
And now in 2000 I’ll bust and I won’t miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fill
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know kick doors

MC Mack-
First one of us is done, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK’s, and put some drama to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I don’t talk this shit for fun, cock it back and let it go
And 6 shots, from the 3-6 shooters lettin’ ’em know, WHOA!
Picture me, naked face, to kickin’ in your door
4, niggaz deep, bandanas with black calicos
So, when we creep, drop cause I’ma hit you nine times
Take your nine lives, bump up and Hypnotize your mind, blow

Crunchy Black-
You can believe this, you can believe that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I’m bustin’ your head black
You believe I’m comin’ strong, you believe I’m all grown
You believe, that nigga, I love to get it on
You half steppin’
I got the weapon
Boom! Boom! I’m blastin’ at your mind to get you believe that
I love to kill, I love the thrill
And I love to put a nigga body parts in the field, nigga

La Chat-
No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain’t got no time fo no shit
Got all my boys, don’t make no noise,
just throw that trick in the ditch
It ain’t no way La Chat gon’ let it slide, with the shit that you done
I got my piece for what I do, to show you who the fuck number one
I shot that bitch without causes, ain’t got no love in my heart
It ain’t no way that I can’t handle, keep that tone in my jaw
This ain’t no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain’t gone easy

Koopsta Knicca-
Man a bitch’ll take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck away from me ho because the crew can’t stand them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip that funky bitch
Talkin’ that shit about this
man you’ll get 10 slugs up in your arm pits
Yeah we can do i,t take your time and do it right
You can gimme the fuckin’ chewin’, I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your friends see how them bitches gon’ start
See now that’s that type of shit that get my muh’fuckin’ dick hard

T-Rock-
Capital Mack-11’s, and load ’em full of ammunition
Terrorist sect’s, we pull and lock’em in the Expedition
No set a niggaz got guns equivalent

[DJ Paul]
Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin’ Posse song
Niggaz that’s down to cut some muthafuckin’ heads
(Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya)
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga
And you know what that mean bitch
Makin’ easy money, pimpin’ hoes is serious bitch
Makin’ easy money, pimpin’ hoes is serious nigga

[Project Pat]
Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack nigga
Cane slanger, bitch banger, dog I’ll bring it to ya
If you got a problem with me, holla at my Luga
Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the track jack
Hit you in the head, with the gat, ’til your skull crack
Blood gushin’, head rushin’, act first, no discussion
Come with that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin’

[Lord Infamous]
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don’t fuck with mine
Da End, the souls of men embedded inside the Posse
The Prophet, the Posse, we all collide
We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the phase, our mind
In crime, reminds, CrazedNLazDayz
Hypno-tize, and blazed another gold plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

[Juicy J]
I got a 357, a tec with a black clip
A 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips
Some killaz on my side, if I tell ’em they gon’ get
A fool violatin’ the business, I ain’t wit’
And now in 2000 you talkin’ the same shit
And now in 2000 I’ll bust and I won’t miss
The smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fifth
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know kick, fool

Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya

[Cruchy Black]
You can believe this, you can believe that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I’m bustin’ your head black
You believe I’m comin’ strong, you believe I’m all grown
You believe, that nigga, I love to get it on
You half steppin’I got the weapon
Boom! Boom!
I’m blastin’ at your mind to get you believe that
I love to kill, I love the thrill
And I love to put a nigga body parts in the field, nigga

[La Chat]
No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain’t got no time fo no shit
Got all my boys, don’t make no noise,just throw that trick in the ditch
It ain’t no way La Chat gon’ let it slide, with the shit that you done
I got my piece for what I do, to show you who the fuck number one
I shot that bitch without causes, ain’t got no love in my heart
It ain’t no way that I can’t handle, keep that tone in my jaw
This ain’t no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain’t gone easy

[Koopsta Knicca:]
Man a bitch’ll take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck away from me ho because the crew can’t stand them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip that funky bitch
Talkin’ that shit about this man you’ll get 10 slugs up in your arm pits
Yeah we can do i,t take your time and do it right
You can gimme the fuckin’ chewin’, I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your friends see how them bitches gon’ start
See now that’s that type of shit that get my muh’fuckin’ dick hard

[T-Rock]
Capital Mack-11’s, and load ’em full of ammunition
Terrorist sect’s, we pull and lock’em in the Expedition
No set a niggaz got guns equivalent to what we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin’ automatic gats
How in the fuck can you handle the, busta damager
Toss that bitch over the banaster, like trash canisters
Hollow points into your battle troops, when I have to shoot
Plus I’ll b

Call and I’ll answer at home in the lost and found
You say that I’m much too proud
Someone who’s taking pleasure in breaking down
Nevermind the mannequins, drunk in their hollow town,
Drinking their spoils down, cheap imitations
The revelation is now.
You wont find me I’m going MIA
Tonight I’m leaving going MIA
Getting lost in you again is better than being numb
Counting every minute till the feeling comes crashing down
Run when it hit’s the ground, I’m good at escaping
But better at flaking out
Calling unanswered the center becomes blown out
Stuck on the inside now
It’s fear I’m embracing
I never could face you down
Red, red, laced around your head
Cold and rescued
You wont find me I’m going MIA
Tonight I’m leaving going MIA
So you don’t find me I’m going mia
Tonight I’m leaving going MIA
Say good-bye to me I’m going MIA
I can find relief I’m going MIA
Getting lost in you again is better than being numb
Better than playing dumb

Non so che viso avesse, neppure come si chiamava
con che voce parlasse, con quale voce poi cantava
quanti anni avesse visto allora, di che colore i suoi capelli
ma nella fantasia ho l’immagine sua,
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli.

Conosco l’epoca dei fatti, qual’era il suo mestiere:
i primi anni del secolo, macchinista, ferroviere
I tempi in cui si cominciava la guerra santa dei pezzenti
sembrava il treno anch’esso un mito di progresso,
lanciato sopra i continenti
lanciato sopra i continenti
lanciato sopra i continenti.

E la locomotiva sembrava fosse un mostro strano
che l’uomo dominava con il pensiero e con la mano
ruggendo si lasciava indietro distanze che sembravano infinite
sembrava avesse dentro un potere tremendo,
la stessa forza della dinamite
la stessa forza della dinamite
la stessa forza della dinamite.

Ma un’altra grande forza spiegava allora le sue ali
parole che dicevano: “gli uomini sono tutti uguali”
e contro ai re e ai tiranni scoppiava nella via
la bomba proletaria, ed illuminava l’aria
la fiaccola dell’anarchia
la fiaccola dell’anarchia
la fiaccola dell’anarchia.

Un treno tutti i giorni passava per la sua stazione
un treno di lusso, lontana destinazione
vedeva gente riverita, pensava a quei velluti, agli ori
pensava al magro giorno della sua gente attorno,
pensava un treno pieno di signori
pensava un treno pieno di signori
pensava un treno pieno di signori.

Non so che cosa accadde, perch? prese la decisione
forse una rabbia antica, generazioni senza nome
che urlarono vendetta, gli accecarono il cuore
dimentic? piet?, scord? la sua bont?,
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore.

E sul binario stava la locomotiva
la macchina pulsante sembrava fosse cosa viva
sembrava un giovane puledro che appena liberato il freno
mordesse la rotaia con muscoli d’acciaio,
con forza cieca di baleno
con forza cieca di baleno
con forza cieca di baleno.

E un giorno come gli altri, ma forse con pi? rabbia in corpo
pens? che aveva il modo di riparare a qualche torto
sal? sul mostro che dormiva, cerc? di mandar via la sua paura
e prima di pensare a quel che stava a fare,
il mostro divorava la pianura
il mostro divorava la pianura
il mostro divorava la pianura.

Correva l’altro treno ignaro, quasi senza fretta
nessuno immaginava di andare verso la vendetta
ma alla stazione di Bologna arriv? la notizia in un baleno:
notizia di emergenza, agite con urgenza,
un pazzo si ? lanciato contro il treno
un pazzo si ? lanciato contro il treno
un pazzo si ? lanciato contro il treno.

Ma corre corre corre corre la locomotiva
e sibila il vapore, sembra quasi cosa viva
e sembra dire ai contadini curvi, quel fischio che si spande in aria
fratello non temere che corro al mio dovere
trionfi la giustizia proletaria
trionfi la giustizia proletaria
trionfi la giustizia proletaria.

E corre corre corre corre sempre pi? forte
e corre corre corre corre verso la morte
e niente ormai pu? trattenere l’immensa forza distruttrice
aspetta sol lo schianto e poi che giunga il manto
della grande consolatrice
della grande consolatrice
della grande consolatrice.

La storia ci racconta come fin? la corsa
la macchina deviata lungo una linea morta
con l’ultimo suo grido di animale la macchina erutt? lapilli e lava
esplose contro il cielo, poi il fumo sparse il velo
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava.

Ma a noi piace pensarlo ancora dietro al motore
mentre fa correr via la macchina a vapore

Tutta la mia roba su una sedia
come si ? allargato questo letto
la tua foto che mi odia
vivo in un disordine perfetto

Barba di uno zingaro felice
sopra alla montagna del bucato
non ho pi? camicie
sono un p? ingrassato
un disastro nello specchio ma

W la libert?
di pigliare la vita cos? come viene
e andare dove va
perch? un uomo da solo si vuole pi? bene
W la libert?
tanto dietro una donna c’? sempre una mamma
E’ tutto visto gi?
e ho imparato ad usare quest’arma: la libert?.

E’ finito adesso un temporale
la finestra ? piena di giardini
viene voglia di pescare
di guardare un film da bambini

Vedi caro amore dittatore
si continua a avivere lo stesso
E mi batte il cuore
senza il tuo permesso
oggi e poi domani si vedr?.

W la libert?,
vorrei essere pi? egoista di un gatto
e avere l’umilt?
di accettarmi cos? che nessuno ? perfetto
W la libert?
ogni giorno che passa diventa pi? dura
e quello che non si sa ci fa sempre paura
ma questa ? la libert?

Ed ? gi? domenica anche senza te
che sei troppo libera per pensare a me
questo amore ? l’ultimo lo sapevo gi?
E ora quanto mi manchi accidenti alla libert?

E adesso siamo
qua ? finita l’estate dei nostri peccati
seduti in questo bar
a invidiare le coccole dei fidanzati
cosa succeder??
finiremo in un gioco di amori incrociati
o ci si perder?
e sarebbe da idioti accidenti alla libert?.

Si, sarebbe da idioti se tutto finisse qua
Perch? due innamorati ce l’hanno la libert?

Ligne de chance
Naissance, urgence, insolence parfois, quand bruissent les colliers
Ligne de vie
Polie, grandie, rougie souvent, comme les yeux des secrets

Ligne de coeur
Une heure, deux heures, mille ans de chaleur, sur mon corps d?couvert

Pause d’ange
Aux plis de tes phalanges
Je grave la ligne de moi, sous tes doigts, juste

Pour voir, pour tout, pour rien
J’apprends par coeur
Le r?glement de ton coeur
Pour croire, si peu, si bien
Ta voix, ta main
Aux lignes qui se fondent
Sur une seule distance
La ligne des sens

Ligne du voyage
Sauvage, volage, image douce, ? cheval sur ton pouce
Ligne du plaisir
S’offrir, soupir, sortil?ge priv?, priv? de sortir

Parole d’homme
Au rebond de ta paume
Je grave la ligne de moi, sous tes doigts, juste

Pour voir, pour tout, pour rien
J’apprends par coeur
Le r?glement de ton coeur
Pour croire, si peu, si bien
Ta voix, ta main
Aux lignes qui se d?cha?nent

Sur moi, pour tout, pour rien
J’apprends par coeur
Le r?glement de ton coeur
Pour croire, si peu, si bien
Ta voix, ta main
Aux lignes qui se fondent
En une seule ?vidence
La ligne des sens

Bueno…
Soy yo mi amor, antes de que me cuelgues no’ mas dejame explicar que…

No me vuelvas a llamar
Tratando de explicar
Que lo que vi no era cierto
Verguenza debes tener
Si me quieres convenser
Que eres fiel y eres sincero
Oh! Te vi con ella y no puedes negar
Que eran tus labios los que la besaban
Canalla!
No te sirvio de nada
El disimular
Que solo charlaban
No mientas mas!

Si me vuelves a llamar
Yo te vuelvo a colgar
Ya me canse de escuchar
Escusas y mas mentiras

No me vuelvas a llamar
No te voy a perdonar
Otra oportunidad
No te la doy
Si no vales la pena

I can’t imagine how it would be
(without you here)
I heard all the people say that you’re really
(in love with me)
Please tell me you feel the same way too, that you’re
(still wanting me)
If you don’t please let me know
So I can be all alone

Day and night, I sit and wait
Wondering if
Will there ever be a day
When I get over your love
Will I get over your touch
Will I get over the way you used to love me

It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter how many men I meet
There’s something about you
Something about your smile that makes me weak
When you call my name
The sound of your voice, it lifts me off my feet
If music were love
The thought of you would always make me sing

la la la
la la la
la la la la la
la la la
la la la
la la la la la la, ahhh

You’re on my mind
(you’re on my mind, baby, constantly)
I’m in a daze
(I’m in a daze so won’t you rescue me)
You’re in my dreams
(you’re haunting me, you keep haunting me)
You’re all I need

It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter how many men I meet
(brings me back to you)
There’s something about you
Something about your smile that makes me weak
(brings me back to you)
When you call my name
The sound of your voice, oh boy, it makes me weak
(brings me back to you)
If music were love
The thought of you would always make me sing

la la la
la la la
la la la la la
la la la
la la la
la la la la la la, ahhh

You’re on my mind
(you’re on my mind, baby, constantly)
I’m in a daze
(I’m in a daze so strong won’t you rescue me)
You’re in my dreams
(you’re haunting me, you keep haunting me)
You’re all I need, yeah
You’re all I need

If I’m so lost without a friend
Tell me, who’s this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

You can’t repeat what you put ’round
All the things that made me cry
You kicked me when I was down
And they hurt me all those lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I’ve got my girl and together we’re strong
To laugh at you and prove you wrong

I don’t insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don’t ever think you made me mad
I didn’t listen to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

If I’m so lost without a friend
Tell me, who’s this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I don’t insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don’t ever think you made me mad
I didn’t listen to your lies

If I’m so lost without a friend
Tell me, who’s this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

You can’t repeat what you put ’round
All the things that made me cry
You kicked me when I was down
And they hurt me all those lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I’ve got my girl and together we’re strong
To laugh at you and prove you wrong

I don’t insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don’t ever think you made me mad
I didn’t listen to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

If I’m so lost without a friend
Tell me, who’s this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I don’t insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don’t ever think you made me mad
I didn’t listen to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies