: [Intro: Xzibit] (Jonathan Davis) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, let's go (Fight the power Fight the power Fight the power You gotta fight the
: I can remember when we first met we really had some times when the success started to kick in life turned into a mess Why can't we still be friends
: I wanna rock right now, I'm Rob Base and I came to get down I'm not internationally known, But I'm known to rock the microphone Because I get stupid
: I cannot ever find a way to throw these darkened thoughts away Need no place to hide It's thrown in my face everyday, 'cause it's is the price
: Lodi Dodi, we likes to party We don't cause trouble We don't bother nobody We're just some kids who on the mic And when we rock up on the mic,
: (featuring the Dust Brothers from the "Spawn" soundtrack) You simply defy, I cannot and look through the sky, We try it single file, Dig on me,
: from the "I Know What You Did Last Summer" soundtrack) Must you keep looking at me Before you look the other way? Must you keep glaring at me?
: (a Sepultura song with Jonathon Davis guesting on vocals) AAAAhhhh... Each Time I Pull It Apart I Get Disgusted, Can't Do It Today What Makes It
: (from the "The Crow II: The City of Angels" soundtrack) What's your lie? Warm glance and fake smile As media, mad, runs wild. This game you play
: We are now the chosen toys of caddy girls and pretty boys, make up that face to win the race, life's a bitch in this town, suck my dick in this town
: You can see I fly Disguised evil attracting everybody You can watch me play Taste your juices from me all day You can see I tried this all for
: Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, everybody was stoned, even the mouse Man from the courthouse, and me from jail, I just
: Woke up, didn't choke up Saw my AK, it was broke up Put it together like a jigsaw Got my nine and my rambo knife off the floor Went to the bathroom
: (a Sepultura song with David guesting on Drums) Biboca - (Dive) Garagem - (Garage) Favela - (Slums) Fubanga - (Hoodlum) Maloca - (Shanty) Bocada - (
: One year before couldn't look you in the eyes you're just like an angel your skin makes me cry you float like a feather in a beautiful world i wish
: (Fidenco-Marchetti) Mi vuoi lasciare, tu vuoi fuggire ma sola al buio tu poi mi chiamerai. Ti voglio cullare, cullare posandoti su un'onda del mare
: (Pink Floyd) We don't need no education we don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey teacher
