"black Jesus"

[Lookin' for soul]

They call me white devil, Black Jesus,

Heaven closes, Hell freezes,

Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin'

Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin'

Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin'

I can't see but I hear them callin', ballers ballin'

Players playin', haters fightin', righteous praying

Dawn breaking, Manhattan keeps making, Brooklyn keeps takin'

Shook ones keep shakin', no time for fakin'

Know what I mean ain't choppin' no pies, just risin' like cream

If you're digging the scene, if you feelin' the vibes, throw your hands

In the air, scream out you're alive, singin' na na nana na na

Singin' na na nana na na

Black Jesus, White Moses, heaven freezes, hell closes

B.Boy poses and punk rock chicks, the kids are all right

But I need my fix

If you're diggin' the mix, if you're feelin' the drugs

If you're keepin' it real

If you're livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like 45 slugs

Come back on the one and kiss my love gun

Gotta look that will kill, a voice that will carry, half a dozen women

I think I wanna marry, trouble on my mind, refusin' to lose

Still I've gotta find someone to abuse

So won't you run spread the news

Help say the word and jump the биип back and act like you heard

They call me white devil, Black Jesus, heaven closes

Hell freezes, Black Jesus, White Moses, heaven freezes

Hell closes, singin' na na nana na na singin'

They call me white sinner, black martyr, live wire

Fire starter, jungle brother, red neck cracker, freak of nature

New world slacker, sex junkie lookin' for a dealer

You can play the leaper girl and I can play the healer

Shit is only getting realer baby haven't you heard that the

Bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word

They go one for the trouble, two for the time, three for my homies

And four for the dimes, singin' lemons to the lime

Till the break of dawn

Excuse me every six minutes Everlast you're on, and they go on and on

Like a rolling stone, baby anywhere I lay my hat is my home

They call me white devil, Black Jesus, heaven closes

Hell freezes, Black Jesus, White Moses, heaven freezes

Hell closes, singin' na na nana na na singing

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www.havenoidea.narod.ru/music/jesus.mp3

[Lookin' for soul]

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[Yusif]

Bunu goturun burdan bu satanisdir redd ol shaytan!

[Rammstein]

Велик трон Люцифера!!!!!

[Lookin' for soul]

Причем тут Люцифер?

Это отнюдь не сатанистский текст, а песня, ломающее людское представление о том, что Бог должен быть обязательно белым человеком Как и в "Догме", когда Бог вдруг оказался женщиной

Это, скорее, антирасистский текст Никто из вас дальше первой строчки не прочел

[Rammstein]

Эх,жаль...я то думал...жаль

[Lookin' for soul]

Everlast feat. Santana

http://www.everlast.nm.ru/putyourlights.mp3

"PUT YOUR LIGHTS ON"

Hey now, all you sinners

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you lovers

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you killers

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you children

Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Cause there's a monster living under my bed

Whispering in my ear

There's an angel, with a hand on my head

She say I've got nothing to fear

There's a darkness deep in my soul

I still got a purpose to serve

So let your light shine, into my hole

God, don't let me lose my nerve Lose my nerve

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Wo oh hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Hey now, all you sinners

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you children

Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Because there's a monster living under my bed

Whispering in my ear

There's an angel, with a hand on my head

She say's I've got nothing to fear

La ill aha ill allah

We all shine like stars

We all shine like stars

Then we fade away

[Lookin' for soul]

"WHAT IT'S LIKE"

http://www.everlast.nm.ru/whatis.mp3

We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change

The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange

He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes

"Get a job you биипing slob," is all he replies

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues

Then you really might know what it's like...

Then you really might know what it's like...

Then you really might know what it's like...

Then you really might know what it's like...

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love

He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll

I'm the man you've been dreaming of."

But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her calls

And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."

And then she heads for the clinic and

she gets some static walking through the door

They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner

and they call her a whore

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes

'cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose

I've seen a rich man beg

I've seen a good man sin

I've seen a tough man cry

I've seen a loser win

And a sad man grin

I heard an honest man lie

I've seen the good side of bad

And the downside of up

And everything between

I licked the silver spoon

Drank from the golden cup

And smoked the finest green

I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times

before I broke their heart

You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max

He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs

He liked to hang out late

he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs

Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head

He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead

Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain

You know it crumbles that way

at least that's what they say when you play the game

God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose

Then you really might know what it's like...

Then you really might know what it's like...

Then you really might know what it's like...to have to lose