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| 1. |
| 6:32 | 
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1. Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet.
2. Body slowin' back in. |
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| 2. |
| 4:56 |
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1. Let it ride, baby.
2. Got to let it ride, baby. |
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| 3. |
| 5:36 |
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Yeah
Sounds of source and information Peace be humanity (come on) Yah mon Beat vibes and energy Hear this! Come on Mad skillz! One, one two One two one two Rockin' this mic, got you droppin' it right {A little session for the soldier who be rockin' it tight} Ah, don't be scared just let yourself go I make this shit boom on the microphone Somebody rockin' this mic, got you droppin' it right {A little session for the soldier who be rockin' it tight} Ah, don't be scared just let yourself go I make this shit boom on the microphone, come on Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel (come on) Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Mad skillz mic check, come on It's no division It's no separation With the rhythm, with the power, word and sound Each and every time Mad skillz! Mad skillz! (Mad skillz mic check) {iki} come with Hutchy Is he one cat? Naughty with the rich kid and the MC (byudoo-ee) With Hutchy 'pon the mic it's like want to G wit me Come kiss me or love me and give me your ASS B-T Everybody's chopping sin skill Hutchy Not a party (breelardeebeel) With Hutchy 'pon the mic it's like want to G wit me When we on we know we do it alright aye aye Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to This the sound Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to Mad skillz In-instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to Mad skillz Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to (make this shit boom on the microphone) Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check, come on Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Give it to your party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check, come on And ya don't stop The vibe My life, your life High life God gave us words, wisdom, sound, power Words to wisdom This the sound (mic check) (and ya don't stop) Mad skillz! Mad skillz! Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check |
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| 4. |
| 5:17 |
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1. The hip hop phenomenon
2. Giving it up |
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| 5. |
| 7:43 |
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Awareness, the fruit of life.
Awareness and happiness. Vibes... The dance never ends. But I know you're there. But I know you're there. Only you are my happiness. Memories... Happiness... Lovely voices... In nightfall I'll meet you, seeds of desire absolve. There's no going back. I'm losing control. As the morning creeps up, and I'm looking for the shade. In your embrace, My grieving says. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I know you're there...you're there. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I may go with you. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I savour every moment. I'll savour every moment. You're precious, You're precious to me. |
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| 6. |
| 9:16 |
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No words, no talk
We'll go dreaming No pain, no hurt We'll go dreaming Walk with me, The future's at hand Here with us, Here where you stand We both know the power of pain, We get back up and start it again With new hope, no place for tears, Leave behind those frozen years Come with me and we'll go dreaming We don't know how it can be, Searching out for dignity Nothing can be as savage as love, One taste is never enough With new hope, no place for tears. Catch my hand and come with me Close your eyes and dream *No words, no talk We'll go dreaming No pain, no hurt We'll go dreaming *Repeat Walk with me, The future's at hand Here with us, Here where we stand We both know the power of pain, We get back up and start it again With new hope, no place for tears, Leave behind those frozen years Come with me and the dream We don't know how it can be, Searching out dignity Nothing can be as savage as love, One taste is never enough With new hope, no place for tears. Catch my hand and come with me Close your eyes and dream *Repeat **We'll go dreaming (x9) Catch my hand and come with me Close your eyes and dream *Repeat |
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| 7. |
| 6:43 |
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It's time to give up the ghost.
It's time to give up the ghost. I don't wanna die. I wanna dance. (repeat) |
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| 8. |
| 6:44 | 
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| 9. |
| 6:51 |
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| 10. |
| 8:36 |
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The lower center's in me
revolve around Derive their meaning from my self will As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch Conscious light gets through somehow Yet I always fail to notice Yet I always fail to notice That I'm still heading for the ground From conditioned red To condition red Heading for the ground (Then amber flashes) From conditioned red To condition red Yet I always fail to notice, I'm always heading for the ground Running down the way up The visible effect runs through my blood As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch Conscious light gets through somehow. I always fail to notice I'm heading for the ground Has desire found a shady avenue? (Standing above - below me) Has desire found a shady avenue? (Standing above - below me) And I always fail to notice Yet, I always fail to notice *Always running down the way up and you're standing there (Running down...) (x4) **And if we doubt we can hardly hope to shine And the sun could eventually be outshone (x2) ***Always running down the way up and you're standing there (Running down...) (x4) ...down the way up ****Some conscious light gets through somehow Yet, I fail to notice That I'm heading for the ground (x2) Running down the way up Always running down the way up and you're standing there |
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| 11. |
| 5:38 |
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See here we have a beautiful view of the earth down below,
As the satellite departs. She smells of the sun, And she's constantly saying, That's it's all a lie, Because lies, sound so nice, And like soil to seed goes, Casting my fears aside... She says: "The satellite is coming." I pray, the wrecking ball is waiting, She says: "The satellite is coming. It's come to take us home." Satellite... Still smells of the sun, And the light that brings healing, Is burning my eyes, And the dark, seems so nice, And I'm choking on blessings, that I can receive I hide. She says: "The satellite is coming." I pray, the wrecking ball is waiting, She says: "The satellite is coming. It's come to take us home." She says: "The satellite is coming." I pray, the wrecking ball is waiting, She says: "The satellite is coming. It's come to take us home." She says: (Satellite) "The satellite is comming" I pray, (She) The wrecking ball is waiting, She says: "The Satellite is comming, It's come to take us home." |
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| 12. |
| 7:59 |
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1. Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet.
2. Body slowin' back in. |
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| 13. |
| 6:52 |
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1. Let it ride, baby.
2. Got to let it ride, baby. |
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| Disc 2 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 7:15 |
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Yeah
Sounds of source and information Peace be humanity (come on) Yah mon Beat vibes and energy Hear this! Come on Mad skillz! One, one two One two one two Rockin' this mic, got you droppin' it right {A little session for the soldier who be rockin' it tight} Ah, don't be scared just let yourself go I make this shit boom on the microphone Somebody rockin' this mic, got you droppin' it right {A little session for the soldier who be rockin' it tight} Ah, don't be scared just let yourself go I make this shit boom on the microphone, come on Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel (come on) Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Mad skillz mic check, come on It's no division It's no separation With the rhythm, with the power, word and sound Each and every time Mad skillz! Mad skillz! (Mad skillz mic check) {iki} come with Hutchy Is he one cat? Naughty with the rich kid and the MC (byudoo-ee) With Hutchy 'pon the mic it's like want to G wit me Come kiss me or love me and give me your ASS B-T Everybody's chopping sin skill Hutchy Not a party (breelardeebeel) With Hutchy 'pon the mic it's like want to G wit me When we on we know we do it alright aye aye Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to This the sound Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to Mad skillz In-instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to Mad skillz Instinct, checkin' M-C's is on the mic I'm 'bout to (make this shit boom on the microphone) Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check, come on Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Give it to your party- give ya something to feel Mad skillz, what's the deal? Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check, come on And ya don't stop The vibe My life, your life High life God gave us words, wisdom, sound, power Words to wisdom This the sound (mic check) (and ya don't stop) Mad skillz! Mad skillz! Bring it to the party- give ya something to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check |
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| 2. |
| 8:44 |
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1. The hip hop phenomenon
2. Giving it up |
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| 3. |
| 9:34 |
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Awareness, the fruit of life.
Awareness and happiness. Vibes... The dance never ends. But I know you're there. But I know you're there. Only you are my happiness. Memories... Happiness... Lovely voices... In nightfall I'll meet you, seeds of desire absolve. There's no going back. I'm losing control. As the morning creeps up, and I'm looking for the shade. In your embrace, My grieving says. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I know you're there...you're there. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I may go with you. Reach out for me - reach out. Reach out for me - reach out. I savour every moment. I'll savour every moment. You're precious, You're precious to me. |
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| 4. |
| 7:00 |
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| 5. |
| 10:19 |
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No words, no talk.
We'll go dreaming No pain, no hurt. We'll go dreaming Walk with me, The future's at hand. Here with us, Here where we stand. We both know the power of pain, We get back up and start it again. With new hope, no place for tears, Leave behind those frozen years. Come with me and we'll go dreaming. We don't know how it can be, Searching out dignity. Nothing can be as savage as love, One taste is never enough. With new hope, no place for tears. Catch my hand and come with me. Close your eyes and dream. |
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| 6. |
| 9:28 |
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| 7. |
| 9:29 |
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