Tracks Similar To You Can't Catch Me
Motor Psycho
Artist(s): Krankheadz
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 33.34% / Lance Morrison (ASCAP) 33.33% / Matthew Laug (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Classic Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Classic, Cops, Cycle, Deranged, Distortion, Driving, Energy, Freeway, Gang, Guitar Solo, Harley Davidson, Hell's Angels, Highway Patrol, Hog, Insane, Leather, Police, Riff, Road, Shuffle, Speed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
138
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Motor Psycho
MOTOR PSYCHO
Take a trip
Just climb aboard my suicide machine
Leave your cares behind
I dare you to put your trust in me
On the road you lose control, no matter where you are
Feel the rush excite your body
You've never been this far
All your life you've stared outside your window pane
Here's your chance to break away
Motor Psycho
Motor Psycho
Now you find your peace of mind
You're far from yesterday
Hypnotized by blurred white lines
A thousand miles away
On the run, you have become someone who's changed
Is it real? Is it deranged?
Motor Psycho
Motor Psycho
Wheels keep on spinning
Down that road
Where they'll stop now, nobody knows
Motor Psycho
Motor Psycho
Go To Sleep Afraid
Artist(s): Alive
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Lance Morrison (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Angry, Angst, Army, Attitude, Axious, Bad Dreams, Basketball, Bleak, Break Out, Breakup, Cadillac, City, Closed eyes, Commercial, Confident, Crunchy, Darkness, Detuned, Divorce, Drinking, Driving, Dying, Escape, Extreme Sports, Fast Cars, Fear, Fierce, Fiery, Football, Free, Freedom, Fun, Grunge, Happy, Hard, Heartland, Heavy, High Energy, Hockey, Independence, Jet, Love Ride, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Nightmare, One More Night, Pain, Party, Plane, Prison, Promo, Raucous, Rebellious, Relationship ending, Relief, Riff, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Run, Scared, Scream, Separation, Sleep, Solo, Sports, Stage Dive, Tense, Tough, Trailer, Travel, Urgent, Vacation, War, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
78
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go To Sleep Afraid
Go To Sleep Afraid
One day to go
Another night is all I'm facing now
I kiss away all the darkness I come face to face with now
My lucky soul
Just one more time to close my eyes then go
I felt the pain
Felt the fear of things that are hiding everywhere
One more night I've gotta pray that I arise to see the day
One more night I go to sleep afraid
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more night I go to sleep afraid
Out of control
All the pictures of a life so far away
This rolling stone is headed back there as soon as I escape
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more time I go to sleep afraid
What cha gonna do when it all comes down
One more time I go to sleep afraid
What cha gonna do when it all comes down
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more night I've gotta pray that I arise to see the day
One more night I go to sleep afraid
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more night to go to sleep afraid
go to sleep afraid
Bang Bang (Baby, You're Dead)
Artist(s): Rug Burn
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Writer(s):
Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50% / Roger Burn (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Burnin' Down The House Music (BMI) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Bar, Brawl, Chase, Classic, Club, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Explicit Lyrics, Extreme Sports, Guns, Hair Band, Mayhem, Murder, NASCAR, Powerful, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Speed, Sunset Strip, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
123
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bang Bang (Baby, You're Dead)
Bang Bang Baby You're Dead
Time is tight, it's running you down
Say your prayers, gonna be dead in the ground
Sometimes things don't go as you planned
Better shoot to kill while you still can
No second chances, it's black and white
Somebody's gonna die tonight
CHORUS:
So fire me up - I'm your darkest fear
Bang bang straight to the head
What's that sound - it's my voice in your ear
Bang bang - baby you're dead
Out on the street - count up to ten
Take one last look - you ain't got a friend
Everyone thinks that you're the boss of this town
Take your best shot 'cos I'm stealing your crown
I made the devil commit suicide
There's no place left to hide
CHORUS
What you gonna do when the shit hits the fan
You've got one choice - to take it like a man
CHORUS
Man you're dead
I'm Ready To Rock
Artist(s): Warlock
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Arena, Break Out, Cars, Championship, Concert, Crowd, Detroit, Driving, Energetic, Excitement, Fast, Freedom, Game On, Gang Vocals, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Hair Rock, Hair Spray, Highway, Jock Rock, Lighters, Metal, Motor City, Motorcycles, NASCAR, Party, Playoff, Power, Promo, Pumping, Rock Concert, Scream, Sports, Spring Break, Summertime, Tattoo, Trucks, Vacation, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano, Vocalisms
BPM:
80
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Ready To Rock
I'm Ready to Rock
Heart stopping, chart topping
Never gonna get old
The joint's jumping, guitars pumping
This place is gonna explode
So get up, rock out
'cause we're ready to go
It's our time in the limelight
Let's get out of control
No doubt, you feel the power come your way
Everybody hears the sound, it's louder every day
Woah ! I'm ready
I'm ready to rock
Woah Yeah! I'm ready
I'm ready to rock
Outrageous, and contagious
The way it makes me feel
For you screamers, and big dreamers
The fantasy is real
Look around, ah can't you see this is the dream
Everybody in the house I want to hear you scream
Ooooooooooh
Are you ready?
Woah ! I'm ready
I'm ready to rock
Woah Yeah! I'm ready
I'm ready to rock
Unstoppable
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Nu Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Biker, Bravado, Break Out, Challenge, Champ, Championship, Competition, Escape, Evade, Extreme Sports, Fame, Going for it, Harsh, Head Banger, Heavy, Hero, High Energy, Hostile, Intense, Loud, Menacing, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Prison, Provocative, Racing, Rebellious, Relentless, Rousing, Speed, Teen, Thrash, Triumph, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Unstoppable
UNSTOPPABLE
Look at me now I'm running down roadblocks
Nothing here gonna hold me back
Understand me now I ain't jokin'
I'm serious as a heart attack
Fast Forward
I am a mean monkey, I am a speed junkie
Fast Forward
My brakes are never working, oh no
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I'm speed of light, I'm sanctified, I'm open wide
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I come alive in overdrive, now say goodbye
Don't cha bother with your distractions
I know just what I'm doing here
Stand back while I get my traction
Before you know it I disappear
Don't you doubt it
I got determination, I got acceleration
Scream and shout it
I am the man of action, oh no
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I'm speed of light, I'm sanctified, I'm open wide
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I come alive in overdrive, now say goodbye
I have seen the shadows, and I have seen defeat
Devil wind is at my back, now I got the heat
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I'm speed of light, I'm sanctified, I'm open wide
You can't catch me
I'm Unstoppable
I come alive in overdrive, now say goodbye
Hollow Earth
Artist(s): The Infected
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Writer(s):
Aaron Johnson (SESAC) 30% / Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 30% / Dustin Kithcart (ASCAP) 10% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 30%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 30% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 40% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 30%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Aggressive, Angry, Bar, Biker, Bleak, British, Brooding, Car, Classic, Concert, Crime, Dark, Death, Dirty, Dive Bar, Drinking, Driving, Drop D, Drugs, England, Evil, Gang, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Haunting, Heavy, Highway, Menacing, Motorcycle, Negative, Nihilist, Pool Hall, Power, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Sinister, Sleazy, Tempo Change
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
63
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hollow Earth
Head below the surface
Follow to the core
There you'll find the secrets
To mysterious hollow earth
If heaven is below us
Then hell must be the sun
I find it most peculiar
That you think you know who won
We're on an expedition
A race to save your mind
Halfway to the center
Patience running short
I see you filled with anger
Now I know the one you serve
We're on a holy mission
And I'm afraid we're losing time
Boiling point is what you scream
Cause now you feel regret
Salvation is what you seek
But it hasn't happened yet
You thought you would clean your slate
On your first try
Now you're falling to your knees
As you pray to die
Been a long day
Been a long day
Been a long day
Been a long day
You live in sorrow
Your soul is hollow
You can't be bothered
To meet the father
I'm Anti-Human
Artist(s): The Infected
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Writer(s):
Aaron Johnson (SESAC) 25% / Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 35% / Dustin Kithcart (ASCAP) 20% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 20%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 25% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 55% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 20%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Acid, Aggressive, Angry, Bar, Biker, Bleak, British, Brooding, Car, Classic, Concert, Crime, Dark, Death, Dirty, Dive Bar, Drinking, Driving, Drop D, Drugs, England, Evil, Gang, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Haunting, Heavy, Highway, Menacing, Motorcycle, Negative, Nihilist, Pool Hall, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Sinister, Sleazy, Spiraling
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
178
Key:
C♯/D♭
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Anti-Human
Just another policy to take away your fun
Just another politician playing with his gun
You don't understand at all
They just wait for you to fall
Just another false religion reaching for the sky
Just another preacher selling you a place to die
No trial
No process
The extinction has begun
CHORUS:
Don't follow
Me nowhere
I'll crucify
Another lie
cause I'm anti-human
Just another television with their talking heads
Better make the right decision before you are dead
They don't understand at all
They will never see me fall
Cause I'm anti-human
I Don't Know Who I Am
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Confusion, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Frat Party, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Uncertainty, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
76
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Don't Know Who I Am
I'm a bank without a calculator
I'm a drifter always finding home
A goodbye without a see ya later
Aimlessly, always outstretched alone
I'm a city with a vacant sky
A watchman who can never find the time
A pretty lady that's never looking fine
Living lives that never quite were mine
CHORUS:
I don't know who I wanna be
I don't know who I am
The solace of quiet insanity
Comes from life, its simple diagram
I'm a band without a single player
I'm a singer never found a tone
A mirage without a simulator
The perfect number on a broken phone
I don't know who I wanna be
I don't know who I am
The solace of quiet insanity
Comes from life, its simple diagram.
Get Me Where I Need To Go
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Riff, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
83
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Me Where I Need To Go
Get Me Where I Need To Go
I had a fit
I must admit
I have to quit
Give it to me softly
This evil place
I must erase
To save my face
Give it to me softly
If I leave tonight
It'll be all right
But, if I wait today
I'm gonna fade away
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Sign Of The Times
Artist(s): Mudgum
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50% / Wendy E. Feldstein (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Grindcore, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Speed Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Armor, Battle, Chugging, Crowd, Crunch, Current Events, Damage, Danger, Darkness, Death, Destruction, Distortion, Doom, Escape, Fear, Fight, Hide, Horror, Hot Rod, Hunger Games, Hunt, Impending Doom, Intense, Leather, Massive, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Never Surrender, News, No Escape, No Mercy, Pessimist, Powerful, Promo, Racing, Running, Running Away, Scream, Shelter, Sports, Survival, The Devil, War, Weak Vs. Strong, double bass
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sign Of The Times
Once you've started
There's no turning back
In this existence
Defend and attack
No white flag, no mercy
So cover your ears
And what are you scared of ?
There's nothing but fear
Put on your helmet
Prepare to dig in
In this world the battle
gets under your skin
No hope just injustice
So cover your ass
look to the future
and bury the past
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
It's a sign of the times
Look in the mirror
You're losing your mind
The road to destruction
Is littered with mines
They chase you
They're closing
They're hunting you down
Keep running for cover
Don't ever slow down
So tighten your buckles
And button your lip
And if you get lucky you'll give them the slip
Keep searching for shelter
Leave no one behind
The weak are devoured in time
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
put your armor on
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
put your armor on
My Rope
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Contemporary, Distortion, Driving, Frustration, Mersey Beat, Pounding, Raw, Riff, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
150
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
My Rope
sand in the glass
shadows quicken their pace
a nervous tick
impatient hands got no time to waste
another shifty tale
feeding me more smoke
i ain't no whipping boy
or cheap punchline to your dirty joke
CHORUS:
my rope
you're working your way to the end of my rope
my rope
this is the end, the end of my rope
a hard case to crack
a riddle with no rhyme
a broken fork
a dead-end littered with rusty signs
CHORUS
i'm a thirsty man
you're serving empty cups
you wittled my bones
you drank my heart down to its final drop
CHORUS
this is the end now
the end of my rope
the end of my rope
Eye Of The Storm
Artist(s): Mudgum
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50% / Wendy E. Feldstein (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Grindcore, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Screamo, Speed Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Bad Dream, Battle, Chugging, Crowd, Crunch, Damage, Danger, Darkness, Death, Destruction, Distortion, Doom, Fear, Fight, Hide, Horror, Hot Rod, Hurricane, Impending Doom, Intense, Leather, Massive, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Never Surrender, No Escape, No Mercy, Powerful, Promo, Racing, Running Away, Scream, Something Wicked Coming, Sports, Storm Coming, Survival, The Devil, double bass
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Eye Of The Storm
EYE OF THE STORM
Here comes
Here comes the rain
Here it comes
yeah rain again
Here it comes
Here it comes again
Oh here it comes
Here it comes
Watch your back
Cause out in the darkness
Something's coming at you
Bitter and cold today
Head to shelter cause there's no place for hiding
Got to batten down the hatches cause there ain't no escape
In the eye of the storm
Can't hide from the eye of the storm
Knock you down
Gonna turn the lights out
its lights out
it's light out
It's the eye of the storm
The walls will crumble in the eye of the storm
No place to hide
So just stay inside
Cause as hard as you try you just can't wish it away
Do or die
You can never surrender
Gotta make it to some cover, never looking behind
Outta time, unlucky contender
Better make to the finish line before it begins
you can't just wish it away
you can't just wish it away
you can't just wish it away
All I Need Is You
Artist(s): Warlock
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Ballad, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Power Ballad
Keywords:
Arena, Daily Grind, Dreams, Escape, Fantasy, Freeway, Hair Band, Hair Rock, Highway, Home Sweet Home, Hopeful, Lighters, Love, MTV, Make A New Start, New Beginning, Our Time, Positive, Prom, Reality, Relationship, Road Trip, Run Away, Shredding Guitar Solo, Tour, Traveling, Uplifting
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano, Strings, Vocalisms
BPM:
74
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All I Need Is You
Some times it feels like all our dreams are fading
There are days when it breaks my heart
Cause reality is not like the dreams that we imagined
But you and me can make a new start
Let's leave it all behind
Yeah this could be our time
We could make all our dreams come true
Life is a fantasy
Long as you're next to me
All I need is you
Some days, feels like the world's upon my shoulders
Living life full of doubt
But there's one thing
One thing that I can say for certain
You're the only one that I can't live without
Let's leave it all behind
Yeah this could be our time
We could make all our dreams come true
Life is a fantasy
Long as your next to me
All I need is you
Some days it feels like the world's upon my shoulders
And only you can bring me around
Pienso Verde
Artist(s): Paco
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Francisco Jimenez Garcia (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Latino Style Publishing (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Adventure, Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Car, Chaos, Chase, City, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Escape, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Get Away, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Latino, Lute, Mean, Menacing, Mexican, Mexico, Mug Shot, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Raucous, Riot, Rousing, Scary, Shooting, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Strip Club, Struggle, Urgent, Violence, Working
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
113
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pienso Verde
PIENSO VERDE
Me levanto en una nube de humo gris
Intoxicado y medio loco sin dormir
La puta envidia de vivir en un país
Donde todo funciona, todo es surgir
CHORUS
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Verde, verde, verde... yo pienso verde
Niños por las calles, niños bien hambrientos
Sin educación solo en sus tormentos
Mis palabras siempre se las lleva el viento
Puta corrupción hasta reina en los conventos
PRE-CHORUS
Ciudad maléfica, ciudad patética
Aquí no hay ética, ciudad maléfica
Todo es la T.V.
CHORUS
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Verde, verde, verde... yo pienso verde
Sigo, sigo en mi camino activista
Sigo, sigo y no me aceptan mi entrevista
Sigo, sigo hasta que alguien se pellizca
Y que entiende de miseria una pizca
Sigo, sigo en mi camino activista
Sigo, sigo y no me aceptan mi entrevista
Sigo, sigo hasta que alguien se pellizca
Y que entiende de miseria una pizca
Todo es la T.V.
CHORUS
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Verde, verde, verde... yo pienso verde
PRE-CHORUS
Ciudad maléfica, ciudad patética
Aquí no hay ética, ciudad maléfica
Todo es la T.V.
CHORUS
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Yo pienso verde, yo pienso verde
Verde, verde, verde... yo pienso verde
Me levanto en una nube de humo gris
Intoxicado y medio loco sin dormir
La puta envidia de vivir en un país
Donde todo funciona, todo es surgir
I Think Green (Pienso Verde English Translation)
I get up in a cloud of gray smoke
Intoxicated and half crazy without sleep
The freaking envy of living in a country
Where everything works, everything is emerging
CHORUS
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
Green, green, green... I think green
Children on the streets, very hungry children
Without education alone in their torments
My words are always blown by the wind
Slut corruption until queen in the convents
PRE-CHORUS
Maleficent city, pathetic city
Here there is no ethics, evil city
Everything is the T.V.
CHORUS
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
Green, green, green... I think green
I'm still on my activist path
I continue, I continue and they do not accept my interview
I continue, I continue until someone is pinched
And that misery understands a pinch
I'm still on my activist path
I continue, I continue and they do not accept my interview
I continue, I continue until someone is pinched
And that misery understands a pinch
Everything is the T.V.
CHORUS
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
Green, green, green... I think green
PRE-CHORUS
Maleficent city, pathetic city
Here there is no ethics, evil city
Everything is the T.V.
CHORUS
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
I think green, I think green
Green, green, green... I think green
I get up in a cloud of gray smoke
Intoxicated and half crazy without sleep
The freaking envy of living in a country
Where everything works, everything is emerging
Let's Ride
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Chaos, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Gypsy, Jail, Killer, Mean, Mid East, Middle Eastern Influence, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
140
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let's Ride
LET'S RIDE
CHORUS
LET"S RIDE
Gotta hit the street – we packin' heat – we movin'
LET'S RIDE
Got the AK cocked, it's ready to pop – let's do it
LET'S ROLL
We comin' for ya – gunnin' for ya
So LET'S RIDE – Let's RIDE
VERSE 1
Gotta creep down the street when I hold the heat
Pop pop them drop them off of they feet
Ghetto chicks love it when I drop the beat
Tell em dirts done better hide the gun
Out on the stoop like what what
Officer ima have to duck
Straight out of luck better pass the buck
Aint nobody doin no gangsta ish
Im an educated thug I aint dangerous
Soon as popo done leave the spot
Better bet in a minute im cocked and locked
Hop in the whip 300 dropped
But it aint in my name if I get cold caught
Caught a bid once so I cant get dropped
It's a gangsta thing hit low when I swing
Got about 5 chicks waitin for that ring
Spend funny money like it aint no thing
Hook that cook that thing up
Better get blinged up
If you wanna ride with me
Gotta take control
Like an animal im on parole I don't pay the toll
Rolex on froze cuz I love them hoes
Made em arch they back as they touch they toes
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Got that dough betta bet we froze
Sippin on Veuve Cliquot you know
Cant mess with this in a 9 by 6
Shut them lips and it better be quick
2 holes in the chest start to switch
rap about it when I put it on the mix
make a hit stack bricks I am legit
I will click click then pow!
Chicks on the tip take one then flip
Out the back door when im done with it
Go to the show when they climb them poles
Better believe you wont get no dough
On the dance floor man out of control
On the blow when they pop the roll
Ak cocked so don't talk no mo
Smoke then roll nice and slow
Creepin up with he black tint windows
Better duck when you see me on the go
Yes yes get that get that fresh fresh
Hit that hit that hold the smoke
No beginner no choke
Roll up the dutch that's what I wrote
Ima pop the clutch I don't shoot no dope
Put a lazer scope on top of the do'
CHORUS
Verse 3
Blast ya gat ya off ya feet
I never rush im all low on the street
Keep it cool like luke cuz im ready to shoot
Lay down on the ground look what I found
Yeyo in the trunk man about a pound
I could flip that yo thats how I get down
Gotta get that dough then I pass it out
Gotta maintain without a doubt
Puff that puff that pass pass
Ruff that ruff that gas gas
Chalk it up then I cook it up
Rock it up up then I hook it up
Gotta get dirty bills man that's wussup
Pour a sip on the ground for the soldiers told ya
Puff that puff that pass pass
Ruff that ruff that gas gas
Cocked And Loaded
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
116
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cocked And Loaded
Cocked & Loaded
Chorus
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Don't keep me waitin' - - I'm 'bout to explode
I'm cocked and loaded - -cocked and loaded
Repeat 1X
Verse 1
I see you want me lady
Girl I'll rock you crazy
Girl you know I love you so bootyliscious
Mesmerize wit a walk so viscous, delicious
Top of my wish list
You see dese bills so crispy
Ain't seen you in a while- You Miss Me?
U know what I wanna do
And I know you wanna do it too baby!
You saw me roll up in the black best
'member when I put those hickies on your chest
I remember how we used to do
'member when came home from schoo'- when you came through!
Then I blew your back out
And then you blew my brains out
Girl you looking so good tonight
Let's take the same route
Me and you face down on the couch
Repeat Chorus
Verse 2
Ooooh! It's still like dat?
Still like it when I grip dat fat?
I gotta big bone to bury
That Brazilian on them lips is down right scary
Still taste like honey
It's all hot, drop, pop, stop running!
I know it feels real good!
Bite ya lip when you grip
Take this wood
You so grown and creamy
Had to grab ya hair
Moaning, Screaming
10 minutes in, both beaming
It's steaming
An hour later, I'm leaning
An hour later, know what I'm thinking?
I'm COCKED AGAIN AND TWEAKING!
Let me move it side-to-side, in-and-out, find ya G-spot
Tap it till it's LEAKING!
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby
I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby
There's sweat drippin on the flo'
It's so Hot in here
It's so Hot
I'm comin' in the back do'
It's so Hot in Here
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
I'm so cocked!
Serva De Cemento
Artist(s): Felix Q
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Writer(s):
Felix Miguel Quinones (BMI) 50% / Jonathan Patrick Merkel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Alternative, Indie, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rock, Spanish, Trap
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Chaos, Chase, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Escape, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Heavy, Intense, Jail, Menacing, Mexican, Ominous, Powerful, Prison, Rage, Raucous, Riot, Sinister, Spanish Lyrics, Strip Club, Urgent, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
92
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Serva De Cemento
SERVA DE CEMENTO (Spanish)
CORO
Viviendo una serva de cemento donde muchos las combaten sin lamento, viviendo una maldita pesadilla que seria de ti que seria de mi.
VERSO 1
Aqui la ley que prevalece es la mia, ponte bruto te pasamos por encima, dices que yo soy tu pesadilla tu no duermes hasta que te vele tu familia. Haz llegado a la universidad de la violencia, donde tu crimen descalifica tu experiencia, donde primero lo piensan, de dar paso falso y terminar en la cajuela. Esto es mi corona mi territorio somos sanguinario mi alegria es el odio, hablar problemas para mi es un placer, quieres averiguar te enseño como esto es.
VERSO 2
Serva de cemento en esto yo no juego, te pasas de la linea y te despego, me roncan de calle pero no los veo, te saco la plata y en el barrio te rodeo. Tu no captas tengo un combito que te rapta, no sigas insitando papa te desgastan, en este territorio yo soy el que comanda tengo un par de gente que te cojen y te trabajan. En mi barrio no se duerme aqui mi gente crecen desfavorecen, nadie corre con feca si entras vivo en tres dias apestas.
SERVA DE CEMENTO (English Translation)
CHORUS
Living in a concrete jungle where many fight without regret, living a damn nightmare, what would be of you, what would be of me.
VERSE 1
Here the law that prevails is mine, get gross, we pass you over, you say that I am your nightmare, you do not sleep until your family sees you. You have arrived at the university of violence, where your crime disqualifies your experience, where they first think about it, to make a false step and end up in the trunk. This is my crown, my territory, we are bloodthirsty, my joy is hatred. Speaking problems for me is a pleasure, you want to find out Ill teach you how it is.
VERSE 2
Serve cement in this I do not play, you go over the line and Ill eliminate you, they snore me from the street but I do not see them, I take all the money and in the neighborhood Ill surround you. You do not understand I have a combo that kidnaps you, do not keep insisting papa, theyre wearing you out, in this territory I'm the one who commands i have a couple of people who work you and work for you. In my neighborhood you do not sleep here my people grow in disadvantage, nobody runs with B.S. if your back alive in three days you stink.
Madhouse
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul C. Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Angst, Bluesy, Catchy, Change, Confusion, Crazy, Driving, Earnest, Energy, Escape, Frustration, Gritty, Internal, Introspective, Loss of Control, Mental Illness, Montage, Pleading, Retro, Superstition, Throwback, Worry
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
122
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Madhouse
MADHOUSE
VERSE 1
I don't see no rhyme or reason why I do this
But time after time I'm surrounded by the foolish
I'm running for the exit
But I can't seem to get there
CHORUS
This madhouse
I'm losing my mind
I'm trying to find my way out of this
Madhouse
I'm thinking that I
Ain't ever gonna make it out alive
VERSE 2
Superstitions, suspicions in every shadow
Delusions, my prison, my sentence, my battle
Keep running for the exit
But I can't seem to get there no
CHORUS (2X)
The Warning - Take My Time
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Snotty, Tempo Change, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Warning - Take My Time
The Warning - Take My Time
My time has ended
But, before I go
Tell all those cowards
That they should know
That the Storm is coming
It's almost time
It's death tune hummin
To end their lives.
Every single day
You just couldn't wait
To put another silver bullet into my head
Had my head on straight
But, that just dissipates
When every, little, single thing we do is a regret
I'll just take my time with you
I got nothin' to lose
Anyway, I got nothin' better to do.
She Said No
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Confusion, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Frat Party, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Uncertainty, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
86
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Said No
She Said No
I had a moment, then it all went straight to Hell
I only hope that things just went the same for you, as well
I'm on my banded knee, begging you to set me free
And, as she turned away, I knew you wouldn't lie to me
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
You had my heart and then you, stabbed me blinding hate
My blood was not enough to quench your agonizing pain
I saw your deadened eyes, spider locked inside your mind
It made me think to me at your leisure you could always dine
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no.'
If You Make It To Hell
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
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Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Crazy, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Hell, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Snotty, Trashy, Unruly, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
89
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
If You Make It To Hell
If You Make It To Hell
The Shadow People came to get me tonight
On a pale horse, grinning evil death as they ride
And, I'm smiling, 'cause I know that it must be my time
And, I'm waving, ready to ante up for my crimes
Come and get me right now
Come and get me right now
But, if you make it to Hell
Before I do
Don't forget to save a seat for two
We'll go swimming down into the burning fire sea
And, I cannot think of any place I'd rather be
I'd rather be.
For The First Time
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Arena Rock, Hard Rock, Hybrid Rock, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Advertisement, Alive, Awake, Cathartic, Chase, City, Commercial, Consciousness, Dark, Drama, Dramatic, Driving, Energy, Fearless, Hybrid, Innovation, Inspirational, Intense, Jock Rock, Joyful, Life Or Death, Long Build, Longing, Loss, Love, Montage, News, Power, Promo, Realization, Redemption, Reflective, Relationship, Resurrection, Salvation, Sports, Theatrical, Thriller
Instruments:
Bass, Cello, Drums, Guitar, Piano, Synthesizer
BPM:
76
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
For The First Time
FOR THE FIRST TIME
Shadows are what I'd become
No light creeping in
Loneliness darkened my soul
So hopeless, till I saw you there
How could this be possible
To escape these chains
Your beauty could be my fate
You pulled me into your embrace
I'm awake, I'm alive
I'm living life for the first time
You appear, no more fear
I'm living life for the first time
I'm awake, I'm alive
I'm living life for the first time
You appear, no more fear
I'm living life for the first time
Woman you have cast your spell
Saved me from the gloom
You found me, I found myself
Forever you and no one else
I'm awake, I'm alive
I'm living life for the first time
You appear, no more fear
I'm living life for the first time
I'm awake, I'm alive
I'm living life for the first time
You appear, no more fear
I'm living life for the first time
For the first time
I'm awake, I'm alive
I'm living life for the first time
You appear, no more fear
I'm living life for the first time
I'm alive
I'm alive
For the first time
For the first time
Walkin' The Wild
Artist(s): Echelon 7
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Bullet, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, War, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Walkin' The Wild
WALKING THE WILD
YEAH YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR STEP
WE TRYING TO DO THIS (SEXY) STYLE
YEAH WALK'S WILD
U BEST HAVE YOUR OWN BACK IF YOU'RE GONNA STEP OUT HERE AND TRY TO LIVE LIKE WHAT?
Verse 1
WATCH WHERE YOU STEPPING
WHEN YOU WALKING THE WILD
'CAUSE IT'S BUCK OUT HERE
PUNKS GIVE A F***OUT HERE
HE WAS WAITING AT THE BUSTOP
GAZING AT THE DROPTOPS
FLOATING BY DREAMS OF HUSTLIN' AND FLOWIN'
NOW HE'S WILDIN' WITH THE WILDEST
CHILDISH TANTRUMS
SEARCHIN FOR AN ANTHEM TO LIVE BY - WHY?
'CAUSE HE GOT ALL THE MONEY
STILL CAN'T FEED HIS SOUL
'CAUSE HE GOT ALL THE HONEYS
GOT THESE STUNTS ON HOLD
'CAUSE HE HAD ALL THE MONEY
BUT LIVES BY THE SHOT
AND CAN'T STOP - 'CAUSE NOBODY STAYS TOO HIGH
YOU GOT KEEP SHOOTING TO BREAK THE COME DOWN
NOW THE CLOUDS SO THICK CAN'T SEE THE GROUND
NOW WHO'S BANGING AT THE DOOR
DROPPED COCKED THE NINE
SWEATING COLD BULLETS OF SWEAT BET
CAUSE PEOPLE GET TO TRIPPING WHEN THEY'RE
THINKING EVERYBODY'S A THREAT
THE WALK'S WILD
chorus
WATCH WHERE YOU'RE WALKING WHEN YOU'RE WALKING THE WILD
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY PIMPING HOES FOR MILES
TRYING TO STAY ALIVE WHILE THE BODIES PILE
THE WALK'S WILD
WATCH WHERE YOU'RE WALKING WHEN YOU'RE WALKING THE WILD
SKY HIGH FAT RIDES HUSTLER STYLE
TRYING TO STAY ALIVE WHILE THE BODIES PILE
THE WALK'S WILD
verse 2
PUNKS BE FRONTING LIKE THEY'RE STARTERS
WHEN THEIR RIDING THE BENCH
ME I'M STEADY SINKING THREES
PAID MY DUES IN THE TRENCH
HANDLING MY OWN 'CAUSE I GOT IT LIKE THAT
I SHOOT MY LYRIC LIKE A BULLET
SO I'M LYRICALLY STRAPPED
SEE THE WALLS LIKE JERICHO CRASHING DOWN
WON'T CATH ME STALLING WON'T STICK AROUND
SEE IT'S NOT ABOUT YOUR CREW
OR WHAT THEY G'ON DO
WHEN THE ROUGH GOES DOWN
AIN'T GOT NOTHING BUT YOU
YOU'D BE SURPRISED HOW QUICK THE GLITZ FADES
DON'T BE SURPRISED HOW QUICK THE FRIENDS FADE
ARE YOU SURPRISED HOW SICK THE BLOOD SPRAYS
PANICKING - LOOKED LIKE THE PO'S
DROPPED YOUR GIRL LIKE A MANNEQUIN
NOW WHO HEARD THE CLAPPING
HEAR THE SIRENS ROAR
COLLAPSE IN TEARS RED POOLS ON THE FLOOR
HANDCUFF YOU AND YOU'RE OUT THE DOOR
THE WALK'S WILD
CHORUS
verse 3
SHE'S THE DEVIL IN DRAG
PLAY THE BOYS LIKE CHESSMASTERS
THEY GET THERE FASTER BRINGS THE HEAT THEY'RE AFTER
PUT IT ANYWHERE YOU WANT IT
DROP THE BOOTY LIKE PRO
WORK A BODY LIKE JOB SHAKE 'EM DOWN LIKE MOB
SHOOK DOWN FOR HIS CASH CAUSE HE CLUELESS
THOUGHT HE HAD THAT ASS LOCKED
SHE'S ON SOME NEW SH**
SHOCKED TO FIND HER LEGS WRAPPED
AROUND HIS BOY'S BACK
THE WALK'S WILD
CHORUS
verse/rep
ARE YOU SURPRISED HOW QUICK THE FRIENDS FADE
ARE YOU SURPRISED HOW QUICK THE GLITZ FADES
SEE IT'S NOT ABOUT YOUR CREW
OR WHAT THEY G'ON DO
WHEN THE ROUGH GOES DOWN
AIN'T GOT NOTHING BUT YOU
YEAH YOU GOT ALL THE MONEY
STILL CAN'T FEED YOUR SOUL
YEAH YOU GOT ALL THE HONEYS
GOT THESE STUNTS ON ROLL
MONEY LOVE SEX DRUGS BLOOD RUN COLD
THE WALK'S WILD
YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR STEP
WATCH YOUR STEP OUT HERE
CHORUS
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY
LIKE THIS - UNH
This Is My Block
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, Entertainment News, Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Soul
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Chaos, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Funky, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Porn, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sex Flick, South Central, Street, Streets, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
This Is My Block
THIS IS MY BLOCK
Chorus
This is my block – this is my block
The rock ain't gon' stop
This place is hot y'all – Ho ------
Verse 1
Posted up chokin'
On some Indo green
Stacked up in the back
Too many Stacks
I'm mean
These streets is the King's streets
It seems
Everyone or two years I have to make 'em lean
Hit 'em with tha machines
If you run the block
Heavy Handed Means!
Greasy
Enough cake to make your wake come quicker than a sun beam
Run up on you with the Fo' leave ya leaking
Pulling capers and I'm squeezing
It's Pleasing!
Yeah you nippy but I'm FREEZING
Fully automatic cracks
Now yo' whole family's weeping
Stop ya madness young dudes
I'm a veteran killa
Servin' 22 blocks
On every corner I'm the major dealer
Only 19 when I wrapped a Milla
You taking over the flow? Stop it will ya!
Ya pocket's thin? Boy I feel ya
But is it worth eating steel bullet dinners?
Repeat Chorus
Verse 2
We get it poppin'
What you talkin' bout dude?
You up in da club..
Chump, I own the club
You see how all they' eyes is glued
On my section roped off it's a thug reunion
We tucked with our tools.. Send
Them Bunnies over it's time for pattin' pannies
More throats in action in the back than the Grammys
Everybody on the floor throwin' 'bows and two-steppin'
I'm not a DJ but I make lean back when I'm pepperin'
No stressing
Mo weapons
Than the American
Airforce and you the Taliban
I'm the worst
I'm the HEAT man
I keep grams
Kilo'd up
Grands in rubber bands
Understand Fam?
Cold-hearted G and I don't give a damn
Yeah they saw what happened
But they won't take the stand
Everybody give respect
Cousin, I'm the man!
Taxin', Clappin', It's crackin'
That's why I'm rappin'
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you
You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot
Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!
Homey watch yo' back
You'll pay a heavy debt
Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you
You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot
Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!
Them slugs is hot
Homey, This is My Block!!
Sistema Perro
Artist(s): Paco
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Latino Style Publishing (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Car, Chaos, Chase, City, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Escape, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Get Away, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Lute, Mean, Menacing, Mexican, Mexico, Mug Shot, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Raucous, Riot, Rousing, Scary, Shooting, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Struggle, Urgent, Violence, Working
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Solo Drums
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
95
Language:
Spanish
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sistema Perro
SISTEMA PERRO
RUTHLESS SYSTEM
(English Rough Translation)
INTRO
¿Que pasa mi hermano, que no te quejas hermano, echándole mano, y no ves cambios?
What's the matter brother; you don't complain brother, work your fingers to the bone & don't see changes.
Este sistema no esta funcionando... no funciona!
This system doesn't work... it's not working!
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Sistema perro que no cambia ni funciona
Ruthless system that doesn't change and doesn't work
Sistema perro que nos quema las hormonas
Ruthless system that burns our hormones
Sistema perro que nos tiene como cerdos
Ruthless system that treats us as pigs
Sistema perro que no tiene ni cerebro
Ruthless system that as no brain
¿Como puedo, como puedo avanzar?
How can I, how can I advance?
¿Como puedo, como puedo progresar?
How can I, how can I get ahead?
¿Como puedo, como puedo Latin rap?
How can I, how can I Latin rap?
¿Como puedo si no quieren escuchar?
How can I if they don't want to listen?
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
¿Cuantos emigramos por las mismas razones?
How many of us migrate for the same reasons?
¿No ven que mal están todas las situaciones?
Can't you see how bad the situation is?
Los que se quedan con el bote, son chingones
And those who stay with the boat are the big boys
Y aquí estamos sufriendo, cabrones!
And here we are suffering, bastards!
Yo soy de Cuba, también de Panamá
I am from Cuba, also from Panama
Soy de Guatemala, El Salvador y Honduras
I am from Guatemala, El Salvador and Honduras
Soy de México y de Costa Rica
I am from Mexico and Costa Rica
Donde el sistema es polvo pica pica
Where the system is a joke
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Sistema perro que no cambia ni funciona
Ruthless system that doesn't change and doesn't work
Sistema perro que nos quema las hormonas
Ruthless system that burns our hormones
Sistema perro que nos tiene como cerdos
Ruthless system that treats us as pigs
Sistema perro que no tiene ni cerebro
Ruthless system that as no brain
¿Como puedo, como puedo avanzar?
How can I, how can I advance?
¿Como puedo, como puedo progresar?
How can I, how can I get ahead?
¿Como puedo, como puedo Latin rap?
How can I, how can I Latin rap?
¿Como puedo si no quieren escuchar?
How can I if they don't want to listen?
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
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