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Wir Sind Die 99
Artist(s): Unsterblichen Soldaten
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
German, Hard Rock, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Neue Deutsche Harte
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Berlin, Club, Confrontational, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Deutsche, Euro, Europe, Fiery, Gang, Germany, Heavy, Intense, Leather, Munich, Oktoberfest, Political, Protest, Rebellious, Rivalry, Terror, Unrest, Uprising
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
121
Language:
German
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wir Sind Die 99
GERMAN:
Leere deine Taschen
Baue mehr Raketen
Für die Maschinen
Steuersünder
Illuminati
Die Hände nicht sauber geblieben
Überreich und Überfett
Eine Lüge lebend
Ihre Zeit wird kommen
Wir sind die 99
Wir stehen zusammen
Der Krieg hat begonnen
Ein Überwachungsstaat
Der ungestraft bleibt
Wir sind alle Kriminelle
Bespitzelt von der NSA
Und CIA
Genau wie die Gestapo
Erhebe deine Arme und schließe dich uns an
Bekämpfe die Faschisten, die vor uns stehen
Tu' nicht so als gings dir gut
Wir sind die 99\
English Translation:
Empty your pockets
Build more rockets
For the machine
Tax evaders
Illuminati
Hands unclean
Uber rich and uber fat
Living a lie
Their time will come
We are the 99
Stand as one
War has begun
A police state
That goes unpunished
We're all criminals
Spied on by the NSA
And the CIA
Just like the gestapo
Raise your arms and join us
Fight the fascists before us
Don't pretend you're fine
We are the 99
Nothin' On Us
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attack, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Bold, Chase, Cocky, Confrontational, Criminal, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Gang, Heist, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Sports, Street, Swagger, Tough, Underground, Uprising
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Synths
BPM:
108
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Nothin' On Us
You know the name, put your face to the flames
scream with your blood on my fangs
bow down kiss the rings, get choked with a chain
my burner goes bang, the choppers go RRRRAAAHHHHH
get a noose if you wanna hang
get out of my lane, or catch a bullet like a train
mess around and you gonna be a sidewalk stain
we ain't players, we killers, oh you thought it was a game
CHORUS:
Competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
barricades that we busting
like it ain't nothing
competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
what you want, cuz you ain't got nothing
cuz you ain't got nothing
What you wanna say, what you wanna say
I could be a problem with no delay
Me and my co-d's we don't play
the homey's do dirt yo we don't say
we switch blades, we don't switch sides
we get paid, we don't let it slide
we stepping over if you draw the line
we take that, what's yours is mine, run it
CHORUS
Wolves of the streets, no love for sheep
pull your wool leave you lying on the street
skull and crossbones that means danger
got a itchy trigger finger for strangers
roll slow, tip toe, watch your step
get knocked a promise, not a threat
it's going down, and I ain't punking out
better get bodybags for the body count
War Inside My Head
Artist(s): Rich Judd
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Richard Judd (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Groove Metal, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Anger, Anxious, Attitude, Cars, Conflict, Crushing, Damage, Dangerous, Dark, Defeat, Demons, Depressed, Destruction, Disturbed, Drive, Empty, Evil, Fight, Gravel, Gritty, Heavy, Hopeless, Inner Conflict, Intense, Mean, Mosh Pit, Pain, Powerful, Restless, Riff, Riot, Sports, Swagger, Tattoo, Tortured, Trouble, Ultimate Fighting, War
Instruments:
Bass Guitar, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2016
BPM:
122
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
War Inside My Head
I can't fight this feelin' inside my mind
Losing control of who I am
Forces battle to win when all is lost hell knows that I am damned
Paranoia is killin' me, going insane
I can't take this War Inside My Head
There's a riot goin' on
It won't leave me alone
Till the demons are gone
I Can't take this War Inside My Head
Can't escape these voices no place to hide
Tortured souls struggle in my brain
Madness swallowin' me up I'm almost gone feelin' so much pain
Swim against the evil yeah drowning in fear
I can't take this War Inside My Head
There's a riot goin' on
It won't leave me alone
The demons are drawn
Straight to this War Inside My Head
There's a riot goin' on
It won't leave me alone
Till the demons are gone
I Can't take this War Inside My Head
There's a riot goin' on
It won't leave me alone
The demons are drawn
Straight to this War Inside My Head
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.
Out Of Control
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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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:
Alternative Rock, Early Metal, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Biker, British, Confrontational, Crushing, Dirty, Disoriented, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Intense, Lies, Mean, Pounding, Power, Raw, Relentless, Retro, Roadhouse, Smoke, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Out Of Control
There was a honeybee in need of satisfaction
She stole a kiss but it was only for reaction
To me the season teases only simple action
She skipped a flower but I guess it's just the fashion
My friends they don't believe me
They tease me
But I'm not alone
CHORUS:
Won't stop - beating beating
My heart is racing out of control
Can't stop - giving giving
My heart is racing out of control
The sweat is dripping falling down to my toes
I light a candle but it only cracked a window
She whispered softly please don't ever let me go
Believe me honeybee I'll keep your secret close
My friends they don't believe me
They tease me
But I'm not alone
CHORUS
We Got The Power
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Chase, Confrontational, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Shuffle, Sports, Tough, Underground, Uprising, Workout
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Synths
BPM:
125
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Got The Power
I see 'em watching
They try'na figure it out
They don't know what we about
Bump all the silence
We won't be quiet, let's start a riot
It's time for us to get loud
How you say we ain't the greatest
Who competing through the ages?
Man I shouldn't even have to say this
Who on ya A-List up on my status?
This is God given greatness man
I don't think you can create this man
Turn the building to a spaceship
We going up when the bass hit
C'MON
Yea we starting the show
Lock it and load it it's ready blow
We got the power I hope that you know
You said that you ready so...
C'MON
We gon' take it the farthest
No matter what they say regardless
'Bout to set off the charges
And we just getting started
Pardon me I'm getting my slash on
Michael Meyers with the mask on
Got a white girl look like Angelina
I call it getting my Brad on
When I write this
I ain't thinking 'bout if you gon' like this
You don't think about what all the hype is
But you think you considered the hypest
The flow so cold it's like two below
Make you feel it in ya cuticles
Squad posted like a cubicle
They just waiting on the cue to go
This is the moment just pledge your allegiance
You now you're a slave, I'll take you to freedom
You might as well join 'em if you cannot beat 'em
Just watch out for the demons
Sistema Perro
Artist(s): Paco
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Francisco Jimenez Garcia (ASCAP) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
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
Dark City
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, Action, Alternative, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Angry, City, Crime, Dark, Drama, Driving, Extreme Sports, Gang, Heavy, Intense, Mystery, Promo, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
85
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dark City
Dark City
Dark city, dark city
It's just another day in the dark city, dark city
It's just another day
Yeah
Living on the edge
Hoping that the world ain't gonna drag me under if I'm living underground
There is no escape
No sunny morning to hang my hopes on and make me stronger
It's just another day
It's just another day
dark city, dark city, dark city
It's just another day in the dark city, dark city
It's just another day
Looking for the clues
Looking for an answer to the burning question
Who dunnit? Who dunnit? I just want to know
The victims in this place are faceless strangers, passer byers,
cheats and liars only trying to make their way
yeah
It's just another day
dark city, dark city, dark city
It's just another day
dark city, dark city, dark city
in the – in the
yeah yeah yeah
get up, get out
Vete
Artist(s): MILDRO
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Writer(s):
Danny Richard Osuna (ASCAP) 50% / Jonathan Patrick Merkel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Alternative, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap Metal, Rap Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Latino, Mean, Menacing, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Shooting, Sinister, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Struggle, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
92
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Vete
VETE (SPANISH LYRICS)
CHORUS
Aqui se acabo
Tu fin llego
Aqui se acabo
Ya largate vato
VERSE 1
Yo soy peligroso
So tu enemigo
Nací un guerrero
Soy loco mafioso, este es mi destino
Y tu te creas mucho
Tu no eres nada
Tienes boca grande
Cierra el osico aquí todo se paga
PRE-CHORUS
Hey, vete a buscar otro lugar
Aqui no te puedes quedar
En peligro te vas a encontrar
Nadie te va a salvar
VERSE 2
Quieres territorio
Te tienes que largar
Si no vas a sufrir
Lo que buscas aquí no lo vas a encontrar
Yo soy tu pesadilla
Te voy a acabar
Cuidate la espalda
Esa boca enfadosa te la voy a cerrar
BRIDGE
Vete al inferno animal, a fuegra
Muevete y salte a volar, a fuegra
Entraste a mi casa, a mi casa
Largate
GET OUT (ENGLISH LYRICS)
CHORUS
It's over now
Your end is here
It over now
Get out of here, bro
VERSE 1
I'm very dangerous
I'm your enemy
I was born a soldier
I'm mafia crazy, that's my destiny
And you think you're all that
You are nothing
You have a big mouth
Shut your trap because everything has a price
PRE-CHORUS
Hey, go find your own territory
You can't stay here
You'll find yourself some trouble
No one will save you
VERSE 2
You want territory
You've gotta get out
If not you will suffer
You will not find what you're looking for
I'm your nightmare
I'm gonna finish you
Watch your back
I will shut your annoying mouth
BRIDGE
Leave, go to hell you animal, get out
Get moving and fly away, get out
You have entered my house, my house
Get out of here
Hasta El Final
Artist(s): MILDRO
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Writer(s):
Danny Richard Osuna (ASCAP) 50% / Jonathan Patrick Merkel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Alternative, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap Metal, Rap Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Latino, Mean, Menacing, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Shooting, Sinister, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Struggle, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
85
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hasta El Final
HASTA EL FINAL (SPANISH)
CHORUS
No saben la verdad
Nadie quiso escuchar
Solo existe esta maldad
Me defiendo hasta el final
VERSE 1
El juez me dio 100 años
Por la muerte de un borracho
Ahora estoy encerrado
Mi libertad me an robado
Yo no soy un acecinó
Fui inocente de el principio
Yo no quise disparar
Pero me tenia que cuidar
PRE-CHORUS
Ahora me consume la soledad
Me volvi loco en esta realidad
Perdi mi mente en esta oscuridad
Pagando por una mentira
VERSE 2
Soy un perro frustrado
Pudriendo aqui mas y mas
La justicia no me ha encontrado
Un dia sabran la verdad
No me arrepiento del momento
Pero no merezco esto
Mi esperanza se murió
Viviendo en este gran infierno
BRIDGE
Una noche de sangre
Se oye un balaso en la calle
UNTIL THE END (ENGLISH)
CHORUS
They don't know the truth
No one wanted to listen
Malice is the only thing that exists
I will defend myself until the end
VERSE 1
The judge gave me 100 years
For the death of a drunk
Now I'm behind bars
My freedom was stolen
I'm not a murderer
I've been innocent since the beginning
I didn't want to shoot
But I had to defend myself
PRE-CHORUS
Now I'm consumed by loneliness
I've gone crazy in this reality
I've lost my sanity within all the darkness
Paying for a lie
VERSE 2
I'm a desperate dog
rotting here more and more
justice has not found me
one day people with know the truth
I don't regret anything
But I don't deserve all this
My hope is gone
Living is this grand hell
BRIDGE
It was a bloody night
The shot of a bullet is heard out on the street
Megaphone Large
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Aware, Boisterous, Change, City, Cocky, Confident, Confrontational, Dangerous, Edgy, Fed Up, Fight, Gang, Gritty, Intimidating, Loud, Political, Power, Protest, Raw, Rebellious, Resistance, Riot, Rough, Rowdy, Society, Street, Taunting, Tough, Unrest, Uprising, Wild
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Scratches, Trumpet
BPM:
110
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Megaphone Large
You need to put these suckas in their place man
They don't know what they doing
You really need to show them what's
Really going on out here, eh yo!
Rolling through with my posse
Just watch me, an army can't stop me
Intelligent, militant minded
Ring the alarm, strongarm behind it
Street soldiers got my back
We on the attack, cutting no slack
The squad gets bigger, coming at you like a
Pack of gorillas, heavy hitters
Rain or shine, crash your party one time
Like elephants run through your front line
Lead the charge, to bomb your whole squad
Voice of the people, megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
It's time to show and prove
They better get down or lay down
You know what I'm saying, word up!
Yo, it's time to shut it down!
Black boots stomping, mask and gloves
Better duck when the shotgun pumps
Smash windows, where's your heroes
They just zeroes, never fear those
Surrounded by yellow tape
Proceed with caution, can't handle the weight
Too heavy, you ain't ready
Cut your propaganda to confetti
Can't lose, light the fuse
Won't be televised, shut down the news
Lead the charge, to bomb your whole squad
Voice of the people, megaphone large
Feenix
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electro, Hip Hop, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Boastful, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Edgy, Epic, Face Off, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Inspired, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Motivated, Murder, Ominous, Overcoming, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rebirth, Rising, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Trailer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Trailer
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
160
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feenix
Rising up
straight from out the ground I am the greatest at this
have you seen the latest fact sheets
violent like the great Apache
if you want come and attack me
I'll smack you back to the past
my run is planning to last
I'm hitting targets exactly
I'm a sharpshooter
never miss when I get in the groove
never lose
you can't even walk a mile inside my shoes
I don't move
I don't budge
I don't make no lame excuse
I just tighten all the screws
light up till I blow a fuse
I'm getting ready
it's going steady
I'm headed for the end drop the confetti
I'm intent and I'm not sensing any weakness
watch me rise from out the ashes like a Phoenix
Give it up
there's nothing in my way I am unstoppable
no matter what I think I know it's possible
I'm running at a level that so optimal
that trying to go against me is just simply irresponsible
I push it much further than most
brag and I boast
trying to catch me I'm ghost
gas never let up or coast
pull up and approach
and you get smoked, choke
coughing from all of the dust
I got a passion let's call it a lust
I am the greatest that's saying enough
feel the ground shaking that's me coming up
Burned Out
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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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:
Alternative Rock, Early Metal, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Biker, British, Confrontational, Crushing, Dirty, Disoriented, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Intense, Lies, Mean, Pounding, Power, Raw, Relentless, Retro, Roadhouse, Smoke, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
128
Key:
A♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Burned Out
Burned out dumbed down - all these objections
Totally terrified - all these distractions
CHORUS:
Oh oh oh oh
Up in smoke all burned out
Oh oh oh oh
Midnight madness all burned out
Let the dark side get a hold of you
Then what cha gonna do
Lethargy testing me - no motivation
Well-defined by design - savor the sensation
CHORUS
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
The Takeover
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Complex, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Turf, Underground, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Takeover
CHORUS:
It's the takeover
Everybody put they hands on the floor
The exits covered we barricading the door
And I'm not leavin' till I get what I came for
Take over the game if I'm able cause this is CaiN's War
The takeover, it's the takeover
Only God knows when the rain over
She said she thought she would look better in a Range Rover
I told her that her friend was lookin' better then the date over
Oh no, I done fucked it up again
But a couple hours later I was f***** wit her friend
Her friend knew that I was f***** up to begin with, cuz every other night I pick another chick to end with
I'm crazy, too lazy
I don't do a verse unless you pay me
I don't do a song unless you play me
And I don't fight fair so don't ever try to play me
Word play is ridiculous ain't nobody as sick as this is you wanna get twisted give a call
I got the rhythm delivery if you think you ill as me then just get on the court pick up the ball
Game over, I'm done
Don't nobody shine brighter than the sun
Never gonna die, higher I'm the Son
It's the Matrix and I'm Neo so I know that I'm the One
Clear the copies the original has won
The time to question everything's begun
And if you fakin' I'll dismantle you for fun
And watch you little chickens start to run
You been lied to ain't no better way to say it
Then if I got a plane and had to spray it
The sky died and the clouds are turnin' grey
And the breath of Armageddon gettin' closer every day
So I'm a have to make a f*****' change in what I say
Put the pen to paper see what happens to the page
Light it all on fire let the rage fuel the flames
S*** nobody wasn't ever gonna listen anyway
CHORUS
Slow it down it's been a decade and a half
I done written and linguistically spitted to make em spaz
But now I got a cynics point of view I've gotten mad
If conscious rappers was sellin' then you woulda been the man
Well I'm sick of this it's just ridiculous
Gave it all I got n y'all still wasn't diggin' it
Maybe if I switch it and just twist it up like licorice then maybe I could flip and get up out of this predicament I wish that it was different
Wish there was more of us to go around
Feel like the last of the Mohicans in this ghost town
But now I'm sittin' and I'm thinkin' that I been found
Start a revolution when I surface from the underground
I tried to make em believers they had me feelin' like Jesus
I wasn't tryin' to preach
Just tried to show em what they could be
But if I gotta burn on the cross with all these other rappers who floss
Then maybe I ain't ready at all
And I don't think I wanna do this no more
Then I sat myself down and said the beat was sick
That I had to get up on it and just let it rip
That if I could make a difference to a couple kids it wouldn't even matter if this song even became a hit
Told myself I had a point and that I'd put it down
Then I took to the critics shoved it in they mouth
They ain't got no taste swallow with a smile
And I ask with a straight face f****** do you hear me now
CHORUS
Kill Em Dead
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Entrance, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Football, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
150
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kill Em Dead
You picked the wrong one to be messing with
Born in a dark hole I was left in it
No heart no soul that's definite
Leave no witnesses or evidence
And my hands just attracted to weapons kids
Bang Bang till ain't nothing left in it
Now your body ain't got no breath in it
Sending off to the morgue what's left of it
We coming no time to prepare now
Yea we coming don't be acting scared now
CHORUS:
You better run n**** run run
He wanna be a killer (run n**** run run)
Until somebody kill 'em'
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Move slow can't be too cautious
See the line right there? Don't cross it
Hatin' n***** just make me nauseous
Chop 'em down like tree in a forest
This my city now no tourist
Putting flowers on your grave no florist
You ain't gangsta you just want the hype huh?
Watching real killers within wishing you was like one
I don't fear no man gon' try me
Face shots have you eating through an IV
And I didn't want to that was your fault
Big guns barrel long as a pole vault
Bang bang bang bang bang killer
Talk slick make your brain brain spilla
It ain't safe out here for the weak hearted
Eulogy reading dearly departed
Savage
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rap Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Champion, Chase, Confident, Confrontational, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Extreme, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Riot, Shuffle, Sports, Street, Tough, Underground
Instruments:
808, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Chant, Drums, Horns, Synths, Toms
BPM:
122
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Savage
Kill all the lights we gon' play in the dark
Draggin' the chains, they makin' a spark
Circle of gasoline and of fumes
Breathing the flame, blowin' a fuse
Bustin' through, rusty screws
Rage in the cage, escape from the zoo
Animal instinct off the hinges
Handling business with hammers and wrenches
Bang! Light up the night
No dynamite just a fire to fight
Gorillas and goons fed up with the bull
Fight with the wolf, get cut from the wool
You know the rules
No ref, we won't ever stop, we won't ever rest
There ain't nothing left
Who want it next?
Raw, no chaser straight to your chest rah!
Savage, savage, savage
Put you in bandage
Savage, savage, savage
Bustin' your cabbage
Bring it on
Come on
Brace for the blat, put on the mask
Pump up your fists with knuckles of brass
Break out the trap, the noose, the chains
The hammer go clap
This ain't a game are you not entertained?
Putting a strain on your muscle and brain
Swerving the lanes like Formula 1 on a schedule one
Either hurting somebody or looking for fun
One in the same, who could be judge
You already dirty from throwing the mud
Needle ain't budging above the red line
Maximum pressure the grit and the grime
You know the time, you know the deal
Finding the meal when the weak is revealed
Scalps are peeled, put you in bandage
Bustin' your cabbage savage
Come and get it
If you want it
Raw no chaser straight to your chest
All Guns Blazing
Artist(s): Dirty Furs (feat. Paul Otten)
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Writer(s):
Diona Devincenzi (ASCAP) 50% / Joshua Coleman (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arrogant, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Battle, Biker, Boastful, Brash, Certainty, Cocky, Fight, Freewheeling, Gang, Gritty, Guns, Intense, Mad, Mean, Powerful, Rebellious, Revenge, Rowdy, Swaggering, Threatening, Tough, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
128
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All Guns Blazing
Take your guns
And aim them all
Defend your laws
Defend your laws
I'll fire back
Cuz I don't care
Whose gonna fall
Whose gonna fall
You want a show of force
I'm gonna give you yours
CHORUS:
There's no justice in a world corrupted
No redemption from a jail cell
If you want you're gonna have to take me
Cuz I'm going out with all guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
It's a fool who threatens me
I will unleash
I will unleash
I've lived my life against the wall
I've fought them all
I fought them all
You wanna a show of force
I'm gonna give you yours..
There's no justice in a world corrupted
no redemption from a jail cell
If you want you'll have to come and take me
put a bullet right inside my skull
I'm leaving cartridges and empty casings
Rough justice gonna serve me well
You'll see a smile when the devil takes me
Cuz I'm going out with all guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
Wreck Tech
Artist(s): Chris Hodges
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Writer(s):
Chris Hodges (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Industrial, Instrumental, Metal, Sports, Trailer Action Adventure
Keywords:
Aggressive, Army, Dark, Dramatic, Epic, Futuristic, Heavy, Intense, Military, Pounding, Sports, Video Game, War
Instruments:
Bass, Cymbals, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electronic Drums, Percussion, Sound Design
Track Styles:
Production, Trailer
BPM:
94
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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
The Crazies
Artist(s): Traverton
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Writer(s):
Christian Gerald Lebrun (SOCAN) 75% / Sylvain Bernard Lavigne (SOCAN) 25%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Death Metal, Hardcore Punk, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Against the Odds, Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Animalistic, Beast, Burning, Crazed, Driving Beat, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fiery, Fight Back, Fire, Fury, Hard Driving, Heavy Guitar, Intense, Loud, Madness, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Power, Rage, Relentless, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2013
BPM:
180
Key Modulation:
D♯m/E♭m to Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Crazies
THE CRAZIES (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Know your name, know your enemy
For all you know, they've got your head in a vise
Sit down and lose your wits
Only us crazies know this game
No more of this tossing and turning it
We all know it's time to split
This isn't a step back
Stand up and swing your fists
Have a fit and show no shame
PRE-CHORUS:
Plan ahead, lost it all in the end
Won't ever have to sit there and pretend
Smile and nod, shake hands good dog
CHORUS 1
This is the end, this is the end
Wash it off and bury the evidence
This is the end, this is the end
Nod off and let the place burn down
And let the place burn down
VERSE 2
I wanna walk through walls
But why not just kick em down?
You need to know we're only animals
The biting and the scratching will keep going on
Unless my teeth fall off or your knees go out
And roll on the ground in our own filthy mess
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
This is the end, this is the end
Wash it off and bury the evidence
This is the end, this is the end
Nod off and let the place burn down
This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, and let the place burn down
________________________________________
THE CRAZIES (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Know your name, know your enemy
For all you know, they've got your head in a vise
Sit down and lose your wits
Only us crazies know this game
No more of this tossing and turning shit
We all know it's time to split
This isn't a step back
Stand up and swing your fists
Have a fit and show no shame
PRE-CHORUS
Plan ahead, lost it all in the end
Won't ever have to sit there and pretend
Smile and nod, shake hands good dog
CHORUS 1
This is the end, this is the end
Wash it off and bury the evidence
This is the end, this is the end
Nod off and let the place burn down
And let the place burn down
VERSE 2
I wanna walk through walls
But why not just kick em down?
You need to know we're only animals
The biting and the scratching will keep going on
Unless my teeth fall off or your knees go out
And roll on the ground in our own filthy mess
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
This is the end, this is the end
Wash it off and bury the evidence
This is the end, this is the end
Nod off and let the place burn down
This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, and let the place burn down
Power Bomb
Artist(s): Mark Lawrence Buster
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Writer(s):
Mark Lawrence Buster (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Don't Wanna Know
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Swagger Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angel, Angst, Bold, Braggadocious, Bravado, Chaos, Chaotic, Courage, Dangerous, Defiant, Determined, Edge, Energy, Fierce, Game On, Gritty, Heavy, Intense, Madness, Persistence, Power, Raw, Sports, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
90
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Don't Wanna Know
DON'T WANNA KNOW
VERSE 1
Say what you want
Lay all the blame
Run in your circles
They'll play your game
But I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
VERSE 2
Your wicked tongue
Leaves blood on the page
Filled up with anger
Tired of the hate
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
CHORUS
Shout it from the rooftops
But will it change a thing
A world consumed with anger
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
VERSE 3
Methods of madness
Lacking in love
Ain't no redemption
In the places you roam
And I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
CHORUS
VERSE 4
Say what you want
Lay all the blame
Run in your circles
They'll play your game
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
CHORUS
OUTRO
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
What It Seems
Artist(s): DEZIGN8
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Terrell Burt (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, BLM, Basketball, Battle, Black Lives Matter, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Conflict, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Drop A Knee, Enraged, Fierce, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, PD, Perseverance, Persistence, Police, Political, Pounding, Power, Protest, Rising, Sports, Strength, Strong, Struggle
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
82
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What It Seems
Chorus:
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
It's only shackles in this land of opportunity
I vow to overthrow all of their schemes
Third eye open, everything is not what it seems
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
Emptied the clip before I reached my dreams
Stay woke, everything is not what it seems, what it seems
Coded language
For years been able to maintain it
Expect us to be on our knees because the chains are vanquished
But if I take a knee, I'm sensing frustration
All the demonstrations in the south like my moves are calculated
Resist the system, Jim Crow no more feeling symptoms
Fearing for your life today but back then you could just whip them
Respect all leadership silences my criticism
I love my fellow man, I just wanna shake the ecosystem
CHORUS
Black man, black man
Gotta turn off body cam
Summarizing life span
Right story, I'm in a jam
Inanimate object, desk work is the price to pay
Plant the drugs on his body, he probably sell it anyway
Feeling faint, this activity holds my day to day
Land of the free home of the raised but it's been delayed
Spiritual lips, we shall overcome but I'm feeling fazed
Signed endearing sincerely in the blood of the slaves
CHORUS
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Red, white, and blue longs for me in a body bag
Wall building over bridges, disposable brown children
Immigrants aren't illegal if you were a pilgrim
Sweet land of liberty, it's bitter to the core
Marching for freedom but my feet are feeling sore
I know there's more
CHORUS
Fat Bitch Sing
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Attack, Back Alley, Brooding, Confrontational, Crazy, Crude, Danger, Dark, Death, Doom, Dramatic, Edgy, Evil, Foreboding, Frightening, Gritty, Hostile, Intense, Mean, Menacing, Murder, Nasty, Ominous, Rough, Scary, Tension, Terror, Threatening, Trouble, Unpredictable, Vulgar, Weird, Wicked
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Vocal Samples
BPM:
94
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Fat Bitch Sing
It's the beginning of the ending, monkey wrench your engine
Mace in your face, venom in your rectum
Perverted perfection, distorted reflection
Mental infection, demonic possession
Full time felon, pitchfork in your melon
Spitting propane flame, smoking up the resin
I got a wolf pack full of goons, full moon
Eat your brains out your skull with a spoon
Final destination, relaxation
6 feet deep is your permanent vacation
Maggots in your mouth, worms in your nose
Mess with me, that's how it goes
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Maggots in your mouth, worms in your nose
Mess with me, that's how it goesmaggots in your mouth, worms in your Nose
Mess with me, that's how it goes
It ain't a mask or disguise, got the devil in my eyes
Machete to your thighs gonna cut you down to size
Spill your guts, pull your insides outside
Lobotomize ya with a bunch of dull knives
Ya stuck like a spider in a drain, I love pain
Stab you in the neck, blood spraying like rain
Ya nothing but a stain, in shackles and chains
Choking from the smoke from the flesh in the flames
Ya at the end of the rope, hanging by a thread that
Snapped, fallin in a venus flytrap
Frozen, flesh and bone corrosion
Teeth and claws rip you up in slow motion
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