ПЕСНИ из КИНОФИЛЬМОВ." Gone In 60 Seconds"
 
кинофильм "Gone In 60 Seconds"(p) 2000   
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Painted On My Heart  [The Cult]
Machismo  [Gomez]
Da Rockwilder  [Method Man & Redman]
Roll All Day  [Ice Cube]
Party Up (Up In Here)  [DMX]
Stop The Rock  [Apollo Four Forty]
Better Days  [Citizen King]

 

  Painted On My Heart    
I thought you'd be out of my mind And I'd finally found a way to Learn to live without you I thought it was just a matter of time Till I had a hundred reasons Not to think about you But it's just not so And after all this time I still can't let go I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips Is love so deep inside of me I was trying everything that I can To get my heart to forget you But it just can't seem to I guess it's just no use In every part of me Is still a part of you I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips Is love so deep inside of me I've still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart Painted on my heart Something in your eyes keeps haunting me I'm trying to escape you And I know there ain't no way to To chase you from my mind I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips Is love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face I've still got your face painted on my heart painted on my heart painted on my heart

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  Machismo    
He's into that, that spiritual stuff My brother's into, my brother's into He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff It's serious, man He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff It's serious, man I seen a movie on it He's into that, that spiritual stuff Come around my way, toast the angels He don't do what it's from, that ain't right He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff It's serious, man He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff He's into that, that spiritual stuff It's serious, man I seen a movie on it He's into that, that spiritual stuff Come around my way, toast the angels He don't do what it from, that ain't right Come around my way, toast the angels He don't do what it from, and that ain't right He don't do what it from, and that ain't right So come around my way, toast the angels He don't do what it from, and that ain't right He don't do what it from, and that ain't right

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  Da Rockwilder    
Oh my god... Oh my god!!! ah ah ah aowww!!! Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture closin down the sectar supreme neck protector Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warmin pot about to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is all in together going all not together it don't take much to please me Still homes are never satisfy like the stones we don't condome bitin in the sellin crossbones protectin what am writin don't clash with the Titan who blast with a liscence to kill rap presitence C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group Home TICAL! (Fuck your lifestyle!) (Blew wind) ... put your lights out got the shit the crackin got you fienin with your pipes out time for some action, surfin the avenue mad at you, where I used to battle crews back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got issues... again, same song armed with the mega bomb Blow you out the frame and I'm gone. I was going to Buck-we-romes, cellular phones Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bone don't condone Spent bank loans and homegrown suckers break like Turbo in no zone, when I, grab the broom moon-walk platoon hawk my goons spark leave you in a blue lagoon lost (true) three nines and a glove with masu di die in the car right behind on the boss Haters don't touch, weigh us both up now my neighbor doped up got the cable hooked up. All channels lift my shirt all Mammal you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos. sawed of shotgun hand on the pump, sippin on a forty puffin on a blunt bust my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped La la la la, la la la laaaaa yeah c'mon, Red and Meth gettin jumped La la la la, la la la laaaaaa

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  Roll All Day    
I got a full tank of unleaded Now we could roll all day, if I could ride all night - I got a full tank of unleaded - I see you walkin' and I'm damn near stalkin' You a chicken head and I'm chicken hawkin', now we talkin' 'Bout your unlucky backround And how your ex-boyfriend is smokin' crack now (why) I'm very very simpethetic But baby where you headed? - I got a full tank of unleaded - She got in and had ass for days like - BOOM, BAM, GOD, DAMN! - She aks me would I harm her No, I'm a charmer A fuckin' night in shining armour We went out and had a blast, everytime she walked past Nigga got a quick fast glimpse of that ass ("what choo wanna do after this? ") I wanna get your tities in my fist But you wanna kiss Your mouth might taste like dick (ewww) And I grew up on bearin' wit, trick Now we could roll all day, if I could ride all night - I got a full tank of unleaded - Niggas that I know don't kiss no hoes Niggas that I know don't buy no clothes Niggas that I know don't fuck no pros Niggas that I know roll foots (?) in fours (yeah) Pull them panties off your hips Pussy deep as crips And 'bout as wide as my grip Never ever get me with that wipper feel They got a pants full of black steel Am I too real? You like dick I know you do Wanna bring out the hoe in you I know what you're goin' thru You already think you're cree-al You should learn to suck this like Vanessa Del Rio Aww, you thought I was a nice guy But shit, I was around eight, with bitches gettin' laid If I wrap my dick in plastic Now, how wide can that ass get? It's gettin' drastic Now we could roll all day, if I could ride all night - I got a full tank of unleaded - Should of picked up an old girl that I know That's what I get for fucking with you young hoes About to get an attitude, what's hapenin'? Baby how you actin'? Let's get it crackin' (c'mon) No? well then bitch you got to go I put her ass out, on imperial Hoe slamed my door, next to texico Kick my lexo, broke my window Put out my indo Jumped out and said "bitch are you crazy?" Fucked around and got lazy She jumped in my car, took off, now I'm stuck And all I want to do was fuck (damn...) I had to stroll all day, I had to walk all night - I had a full tank of unleaded

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  Party Up (Up In Here)    
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in HERE up in here Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here up in here Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL up in HERE up in here Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here up in here If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick aight All your mens up in the jail before suck my dick and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight There go the gun click, nine one one shit All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else and we all thought you loved yourself But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe they just sayin that, now cause they miss you Shit a nigga tried to diss you That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name First of all, you ain't rapped long enough to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic? Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So? I love my baby mother, I never let her go" I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them? They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead Cause youse a soft type nigga Fake up North type nigga Puss like a soft white nigga Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin Grandma wishin your soul's at rest but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest Hold up! ERRRRRRRR! One... two... meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my street street peoples meet me outside meet me outside, outside motherfucker X is got y'all bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man X got ya bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again All my streets they bouncin again Bouncin again, we're bouncin again Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again Bouncin again and we bouncin again Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now...

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  Stop The Rock    
Stop the rock, stop the rock Stop the rock, stop the rock Stop the rock, can't stop the rock You can't stop the rock, stop the rock Stop the rock, can't stop the rock You can's stop the rock, can't stop the rock (repeated) Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock! (repeated) Come move me move me Dancing like Madonna, into the groovy Stop the rock, can't stop the rock You can't stop the rock, can't stop the rock Let's get down and dirty baby Come get down and dirty babe Down and dirty baby Shape the rock like Henry Moore Aphrodite at the waterhole, come on! Stop the rock, can't stop the rock You can't stop the rock, can't stop the rock

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  Better Days    
In my shoes my toes are busted My kitchen says my bread is molded Got a good job at the dollar store One foot in the hole One foot gettin' deeper With a broken mirror And a blown out speaker I ain't got much else to lose I'm faded, flat busted Been jaded, I been dusted I know that I've seen better days One foot in the hole One foot gettin' deeper crank it to eleven And blow another speaker And I ain't got, I ain't got much to lose Cuz I've seen better days Been the star of many plays I've seen better days And the bottom drops out My cup's filled up with five buck wine Find myself here all the time Another rip in the glass Another chip in my tooth Rained on, I've been stained on Found another goat I put the blame on Now I'm steppin' on all the cracks But I guess there ain't no use I'm bent like glass second hand like glory Missed the bus but I'm in no hurry Molasses fast, no business born One foot in the hole One foot gettin' deeper crank it to eleven Blow another speaker And I ain't got, I ain't got much to lose Cuz I've seen better days Been the star of many plays I've seen better days And the bottom drops out I've seen better days Been the star of many plays I've seen better days And the bottom drops out
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