Тексты LPUnderground 2.0 // на Английском

27.04.2008
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01. A.06
02.
With You (Live at the HBO Reverb, London, England 16.09.2001)
03. Points Of Authority (Crystal Method Remix)
04. Dedicated (Demo 1999)
05. High Voltage (Live at the HBO Reverb, London, England 16.09.2001)
06. My December


With You (Live)


Shut up

I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake slow to react
Even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant and I can't bring you back

It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside

With you

You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

I hit you and you hit me back
And we fell to the floor the rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
When things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake slow to react
Even though you're close to me
You're still so distant and I can't bring you back

It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside

With you

You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

With you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside

With you

You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

No
No matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow

No matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow

With you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside

With you

You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

With you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside

With you

You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

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Points Of Authority (Crystal Method Remix)


Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last


Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last

Won't last

You love the way I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away if I give in
My life my pride is broken

You like to think you're never wrong
You live what you learned
You love to act like you're someone
You live what you learned
You want someone to hurt like you
You live what you learned
You wanna share what you've been through
You live what you learned

You love the things I say I'll do
The way I hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life my pride is broken

You like to think you're never wrong
You live what you learned
You love to act like you're someone
You live what you learned
You want someone to hurt like you
You live what you learned
You wanna share what you've been through
You live what you learned

Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last

Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last

Won't last

You like to think you're never wrong
You live what you learned
You love to act like you're someone
You live what you learned
You want someone to hurt like you
You live what you learned
You wanna share what you've been through
You live what you learned

You like to think you're never wrong
Forfeit the game
You live what you learned
You love to act like you're someone
Forfeit the game
You live what you learned
You want someone to hurt like you
Forfeit the game
You live what you learned
You wanna share what you've been through
You live what you learned

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Dedicated (Demo 1999)


I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring into dreams, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop heads
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is Krylon Blue
And everybody speaks in a dialective rhyme
Emcees have left obligatorylism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through all right
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real

Is the kids who know that something's wrong

What's real

Is the kids who think they don't belong

What's real

Is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit
I've talked to a bum out on Sunset Strip
He asked me, 'How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist
You'd lose your grip, and probably eventually flip'
So let it be know the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonist
We float overhead like a space oddysey monolith
Overseeing the game over being part of the same old thing
It's all going to change and a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain, promises you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through all right
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real

Is the kids who know that something's wrong

What's real

Is the kids who think they don't belong

What's real

Is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide

This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real

Is the kids who know that something's wrong

What's real

Is the kids who think they don't belong

What's real

Is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real

Everybody who doesn't feel safe

What's real

Everybody who knows they're out of place

What's real

Everybody with nowhere to run
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

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High Voltage (Live)


I’ve been digging in the crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the ratrace
Before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology and bigbang theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic
So I could start blessing it
Chincheckin kids
To make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist my cords in double helixes
And show them what I’m made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness
And all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bomb
Ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats
But moved on to a promise
I stomp shit
With or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet
With whoever that wants this

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Akira
I put a kink in the backbones
Of clones with microphones
Never satisfy my rhyme jones
Spraying bright day
Over what you might say
My blood type's carillon technicolor type A
On highways write with road rage
Pages of wind
And cages of tin
That bounce all around
Surround sound
Devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
Over while the same thing
Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally
With sticks and stone tactics
Fourth dimension
Combat convention
Write rhymes at ease
While the track stands at attention
Meant to put you away
With the pencil, pistol, official
16 line a rhyme missile
While you risk your all
I pick out all your flaws
Spin rah, blah blah blah
You can say you saw

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like a prophet
Misunderstood
Under the gun like a new disease

Sometimes I feel like a prophet
Misunderstood
Under the gun like a new disease

It's High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High Voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

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My December

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow-covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)
And I
(Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that)
And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)
And I
(Take back all the things that I said to you)

And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to

This is my December
These are my snow-covered trees
This is me pretending
This is all I need

And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)
And I
(Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that)
And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed)
And I
(Take back all the things that I said to you)

And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear

Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to


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