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Quarashi Album



1999
1.
2.
3.
Punk
4.
5.
Brasilian Mongo
6.
Model Citizen
7.
Tamborine Cut
8.
9.
Mayday
10.
Surreal Rhyme
11.
Show Me What You Can
12.
13.
14.
. . .


Until there was you we didn't know what to do
but I don't give a fuck about the things that I blew.
Sucker mc don't you love me,
wanna have me, wanna que me, one two three.
It's just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social,
scraping the skin of our culture, civilized vulture.
Do me in, don't make me sin,
I'm doing so good I can't go through it again.

I bomb the mic like a fascist, Mussolini
comin' through with no remorse, from the dark you won't see me.
Rise up from the sea like a godzilla
straight up through your mind with my armour plated drilla.
I don't give a fuck what you think about this shit, ain't
in it for the money never out to make a hit.
If you can't take it like I said get a grip
'cause I'm here to fucking stay like the warts on your dick.

Stick 'em up.

So won't you make a man out of me,
I've gotta be, connected computerized son of a bitch,
makes me itch, sucker for life.
I can't decide darkness or light or just a heavenly fright.
Stick it, I'm tired I'm bored,
I'm trying so hard and I can't be adored.
So the sound brakes through from one tone,
gives me no choice I can't be alone.

Stick 'em up.

Like Darth Vader I surprise you with my skills.
I knock your ol' ass out like a bag of sleeping pills.
I got to rip things up like my name was Jack the Ripper.
There's a party at your house cause your mama is a stripper.
Slice through the scene like a knife through peanut butter.
Get your ears cleaned out motherfucker I didn't stutter.
S. W. A. R. E. Z! I got this whole thing right down to a T.

Stick 'em up.

. . .


Eg mun vaka yfir ter
Lifa ut I horn
Hvort tel eg nidur til min telji slippur og snaudur stend eg tar
Hvenaer sem er, hvert sem fer, hverning sem er
Hvort sem stendur eda felur mun eg gera tad sem tarf
Komast I hvarf, vopna tig, beygja mig, vikja tig, leyna mig
Finna minn stad, leida tennan tarf
Hvad eigum vid ad gera, efla tru and annan sid
Hvert einasta, seinasta rennur I lengra bil, svolitid mig
Sama er mer, hvort sem er
Hvort sem tad er eg eda tu sem fornar life, hver fer, bintu hnut
Skilur ad, skilurdu tad, tad skilur ad, allt annar madur, betri en I gaer, eg
vildi helst geta daelt ut ur mer… Elskad og saert, truir tu mer tykir tar gott
Finnst ter tad gott
Snuid tvi sem snyr ad mer, fundid mig her og vakad yfir ter

Svona sefur tu saett
Mun eg vaka yfir ter…

Tad er einskis virdi teim sem I haus ad stunda sakir um tad ad sert ekki ennta
komin lengra af stad
Eg skal ekki segja, eg skal ekki tala, eg vil ekki fara
Komdu frekar til min litla syn og vid skulum mala
I tetta skipti kemur salin Steini til ad segja tad sem skiptir mali, tviskipta
salin
Gripa skal fara
Mali sinu til ad sanna, tetta er tad sem eg vil sja, tetta er tad sem eg vil
hafa
Tileinkad ad eilifu, kjaftakleina ein ein er a teini, sama hvoru megin eg hvoru
megin sama sinnis
Rauda spjaldid gefid upp
Sama og to ad eg sa ad fara utaf, koma aftur upp
Guli kenni skoga, mina fjarlaegd, fjarskipti nalagt
Taktu numer, einn, tveir og trir
Hvad vil eg frekar tig
Til ad marka sognina, yfir um tognina
Talandi tungulaust, sjaanlegur, heyri roddina

Svona sefurdu saett
Mun eg vaka yfir ter…

. . .

Punk

[No lyrics]

. . .


Well I'm constantly divin' down, driving out, jivin' about, Is
cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos. I don't get it
seconds are wasted. As for the name of the game that I
tasted, This is the last one, this is the end. A messenger
dead and no message to send. Great wall white whale I
strike the sun now it's done, done, done, the word is now
undone. Transparent parent, mister master, driving a boy
from his youth to disaster.Bad, bad, bad brain day and I'm
blessed with the word. It comes to my head in the shape of
a bird. Do it again where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care. Id est I, et Ego est
he, in a low key, so what do you wanna be.

I want it all again. x4

Here we're coming, speaking to the gente, going to the
loco in the quarashi juego pass me the mirror and I'll cut
you a line this is a sequel, I check out and shine. Now come
on and every body lets get high. I'm above the clouds living
a goddamn lie. But later on, I'm back at last their grabbing
my t-shirt come on take a rest.Doing this ya'll, doing that
ya'll, until I stand up against something I fall. Bring out the
best every day's a test, 47 temperature the last one is best.

I want it all again. x4

Here I am my friends like never before. Out in the back I'm
watching the score. It's twisted, it's true but I love the sick
mother. Keeping her good like there was no other, Brother,
there must be a way, to get through the day, without getting
stuck in the role of the prey. I am still no one locked in the
cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.

I want it all again. x4

. . .

Brasilian Mongo

[No lyrics]

. . .

Model Citizen

[No lyrics]

. . .

Tamborine Cut

[No lyrics]

. . .


Welcome to the Quarashi game here I am the noname yeah the same boy
Who doesn't need a frame. I'm surrounded by foes and anything goes so I gotta be
Like Tony Montana on his toes. Up up and down your spinning round and round.
You don't know why your spinning maybe it's the syntha sound, but this is me
you hear the rocking sonic youth theres an eye for an eye and a tooth for a
tooth. Another dimension on a frequency in ecstacy. Biting bastards but in a way
licking sinners ashtray. Trying to get through the Zoo and get no penalty. I
know how to beat because that's for the winners. I'm on the clouds ready to
jump off. in the free fall I see you all looking so small. Stepping on
stepping off. I want to feel my skin, blowing through the wind.

You gotta take it all back we allready got a stack. what a get away deal if you don't know what
you lack and you gotta fix that if you wanna get that up. suck it out of a tube
and don't ever ever stop rocking that type o mad beat we lead the pack from a
rack to a seat. And so was I when I was trying to get by on planet 9 well,
nice try. Tequila flats while I'm flipping my hats I do the new jaywalking
while I feed the stray cats on the one two three a dididumdidi you know you'll
get back when I say open Sesame.

. . .

Mayday

[No lyrics]

. . .

Surreal Rhyme

[No lyrics]

. . .

Show Me What You Can

[No lyrics]

. . .


What do you think about the man that never came,
caught in his own bad game under a new name.
You're no better cause you don't feel shit,
you moan and whine until you get another hit.
So what's with the new style.
I'll fuck you up and wait for a new trial.
Oh my you think your made you got you're first laid,
can't you see it makes you hate.
So step the fuck back we ain't no joke
say what you want you got no hope
fuck Tony Montana we got more dope to spread around,
fuck around, wake up with your nuts bound to my bedpost
KY jelly I'll be your perverted host.
Lyrical mass murderer slitting your throat cutting you up and then bury ya.
Better hurry yall.
It's time we took the glow off slap you in the face
grab your balls and make you cough.

They call you Puto motherfucker.
They call you Puto motherfucker.

It's all crap, a trap, and no way out.
It's no use to talk if you can't scream it out loud.
You don't believe you won't hear it, you don't wanna beat it,
you don't wanna act unless you fear it.
Fuck you punk you don't stand a chance,
the four of us are back and it's no fucking switchstance.
You better like it or love it man.
Now tell me what you think.
Cause this one I gotta win now put me back in.

. . .


Someday I will dive me in. Someday I will take a spin.
Someday I will make it right. Someday I will stop the fight.

It has been thought, it's been thought

I found a god that can teach. Take me along, once again on
that trip. Bring it on and when I'm gone, bite your lip. Is it to
good to be secure? Maybe I should, I think I should find the
cure. It's been thought before.

I found a god that can teach. Someday you will dive in.
Someday you will dive in. It's been thought before. It's been
thought before.

. . .


Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração

Instrumental

Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração
Leva muito amor dentro do seu coração

. . .


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