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By: Vilson Batista

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Tuesday, 17-May-2005 00:00 Email | Share | | Bookmark

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quem não usa várias faces para um só rosto?
quem não tem multiplas personalidades para uma só mente?
quem não faz de sua própria vida uma peça de teatro sem chances de ensaios?

"é impossível uma pessoa ser só uma pessoa"

Thursday, 23-Dec-2004 00:00 Email | Share | | Bookmark

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gent, hj eu num tow nu meu pc, i tow kolokanu umas q eu axei aq nu pc da minha prima...

Friday, 17-Dec-2004 00:00 Email | Share | | Bookmark
I'm still alived

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gent, maulz eu num t postadu ateh ahora, mae eu tava sein net aq in kz...

Tuesday, 7-Dec-2004 00:00 Email | Share | | Bookmark

Gent, esse sow eu..
aulguein jah viu um sorrizu mae kabulozz ki ess
gent essa fotu fikow perfeita, fla sériu..
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Monday, 6-Dec-2004 00:00 Email | Share | | Bookmark
linkin park..

Hybrid Theory
the vocals
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peep the style and the kids checking for it
the number one question is how could you ignore it
we drop right back in the cut
over basement tracks
with raps that got you backing this up like
[rewind that]
we´re just rolling with the rhythm
rise from the ashes of stylistic division
with these non-stop lyrics of life living
not to be forgotten
but still unforgiven
but in the meantime there are those who wanna
talk this and that
so i suppose
that it gets to a that point feelings gotta get hurt
and get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
[it goes]
try to give you warning
but everyone ignores me
[told you everything loud and clear]
but nobody´s listening
call to you so clearly
but you don´t want to hear me
[told you everything loud and clear]
but nobody´s listening

i got a
heart full of pain
head full of stress
handful of anger
held in my chest
and everything left is a waste of time
i hate my rhymes
[but hate everyone else´s more]
i´m riding on the back of this pressure
guessing that it´s better
that i can´t keep myself together
because all of this stress
gave me something to write on
the pain gave me something i could set my sights on
you never forget the blood sweat and tears
the uphill struggle over years
the fear and trash talking
and the people it was to
and the people that started it
just like you

i got a
heart full of pain
head full of stress
handful of anger
held in my chest
uphill struggle
blood sweat and tears
nothing to gain
everything to fear

[coming at you]

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