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July 27 Coldplay - Fix YouWhen you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse. And the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone but it goes to waste Could it be worse? Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you And high up above or down below When you're too in love to let it go But if you never try you'll never know Just what you're worth Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you Tears stream, down your face When you lose something you cannot replace Tears stream down your face and I... Tears stream, down your face I promise you I will learn from my mistakes Tears stream down your face and I... Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you. July 20 Led Zeppelin - Whole Lotta LoveYou need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin' I'm gonna send ya back to schoolin' Way down inside, a-honey, you need it I'm gonna give you my love I'm gonna give you my love, oh Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love You've been learnin' And baby, I been learnin' All them good times Baby, baby, I've been discernin'-a A-way, way down inside A-honey, you need-a I'm gonna give you my love, ah I'm gonna give you my love, ah Oh, whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love I don't want more You've got to bleed on me, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah No, no, no, no, ah Love, love, low-ow-ow-ow-ove Oh, babe, oh You been coolin' And baby, I've been droolin' All the good times, baby, I've been misusin'-a/Oh A-way, way down inside I'm gonna give ya my love/Ah I'm gonna give ya every inch of my love/Ah I'm gonna give you my love/Ah Yes, alright, let's go/Ah Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Way down inside/ Way down inside Way downinside, woman, you/woman woman, you/you need it need/Love My, my, my, my My, my, my, my/Ahh Oh, shake for me, girl I wanna be your backdoor man-a Hey, oh, hey, oh/Ahh Hey, oh, oooh Oh, oh, oh, oh Hoo-ma, ma, hey Keep a-coolin', baby A-keep a-coolin', baby A-keep a-coolin', baby Uh, keep a-coolin', baby, wuh, way-hoh, oo-ohh July 12 The Bastard Sons Of Dioniso - L'amor CarnaleIl tuo viso lo so già L'ho visto dentro la mia testa Il vestito non lo so Per me puoi anche farne senza Spesso lo sguardo ha fame Può saziare l'appetito Ma l'amor carnale Non consuma tutti i si La tua bellezza sale Fino in fondo all'anima Solo ad immaginare La tua mano cosa fa Ora vedi sono qui Buggerato dalla mia mancanza Forse è meglio così Esser preda della tua incoerenza Spesso lo sguardo ha fame Puù saziare l'appetito Ma l'amor carnale Non consuma tutti i si La tua bellezza sale Fino in fondo all'anima Solo ad immaginare La tua mano cosa fa Oh..... Spesso lo sguardo ha fame Può saziare l'appetito Ma l'amor carnale Non consuma tutti i si Solo per distrazione Ho accettato questo invito Bella conclusione Stare qui con il tuo amico Oh Oh.... July 07 Chamillionaire feat. Paul Wall & Lil' Flip - TrueHere lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the almighty King Koopa, Chamillionaire The color changing lizard, the Mixtape Messiah Please stand for the ghetto national anthem, let's go Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm so-I'm so true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down
In South Park on MLK, on Sunday we clown From the streets of Antoine, to the Homestead hoods From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause I roll with T.I.P., the king of the South Boys know I'm Paid In Full, so they clocking my dollas Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss It's Paul Wall, still representing Swishahouse I'm with my boy Big Kaila, I don't bar no hater I'm on the grind for paper, I'll holla at ya later Forget what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause true speak for itself baby Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm so-I'm so true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you If she's a dime tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true Turn up the bang if you into, something color changing the rims do Sound like a train cause when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo And I'm thugging too homie, the heater kinda like Al Bundy's hand Believe me everytime you see me, it's gon be in her pants If I do a crime and you snitch, homie the heater will snitch too Cause if the police come around, it'll be pointing at you Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest Have cyber sex with Cita, until you catch a virus Why is he saying this, to piss boys off I officially claim myself, the rap King of the South The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you And I say naw, give that title to the late great DJ Screw, rest in peace Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm so-I'm so true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't doing shit for (free) I got my own label now, if you ain't heard it's (Clover G's) Now me and Will chasing the scrill, we pulling up on chrome wheels Nigga, your royalty check looking like my phone bill Quick to capping picture snapping, paparazzi follow me Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he smoke up all my weed I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat We popping trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee) Last year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three) I bring the heat on every track, it's five G's for every bar Just because I'm in a Porsche box, don't mean I like the spa That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw Just because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar We ghetto stars in every state, like Pimp and Bun we keep it trill And if you ain't heard, it's Lil' Flipper and Chamill' Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true July 06 MGMT - KidsYou were a child
Crawling on your knees toward him Making momma so proud But your voice is too loud We like to watch you laughing Picking insects off of plants No time to think of consequences Control yourself Take only what you need from him A family of trees wanting to be haunted Control yourself Take only what you need from him A family of trees wanting to be haunted
The water is warm But it's sending me shivers A baby is born Crying out for attention Memories fade Like looking through a fogged mirror Decisions too Decisions are made and not bought But I thought this wouldn't hurt a lot I guess not Control yourself
Take only what you need from him A family of trees wanting to be haunted Control yourself Take only what you need from him A family of trees wanting to be haunted
Control yourself
Take only what you need from him A family of trees wanting to be haunted Control yourself Take only what you need from him A family of treeeeeeeeeeeees |
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