I Am Lightning

My creator is a highway My spirit is a drug My god is a twelve-gauge Raining death from up above My words are a rib cage My shield is a rose My eyes are a window To the storm that's getting close I can be the light, the heat The star, the lead The boogeyman The fight you seek The pain you need I am the lightning Get outside your mind and let it go, oh yeah Are you listening, can you hear me? Hear me go Butterfly to come tomorrow, oh yeah And I'll strike you again and again Smoke on the horizon Rabid dog in the dust Sweet rain pouring down on you, baby As you're crawling through the mud Temptation of a siren Spinning gold from the rust I'll rip the thorn right out my side And carve your name into the sun I can be the light, the heat The star, the lead The boogeyman The fight you seek The pain you need I am the lightning Get outside your mind and let it go, oh yeah Are you listening, can you hear me? Hear me go Butterfly to come tomorrow, oh yeah And I'll strike you again and again I can be the light, the heat The star, the lead The boogeyman The fight you seek The pain you need I am the lightning Get outside your mind and let it go, oh yeah Are you listening, can you hear me? Hear me go Butterfly to come tomorrow, oh yeah And I'll strike you again and again (again) C'mon, light it up

I see lightening In the sky (oh yeah) In the sky (oh yeah) I'm free for tonight I need a little loving to grow I need a little loving to show I need a little loving Yeah they gon' visualise Yeah theyre gon' vision Yeah they gon' see your lies Better go missing Better don't victimise Blame it on the system I can see your eyes you disguise your demise I see lightening (lightening in the sky) In the sky (oh yeah) In the sky (oh yeah) I'm free for tonight I need a little loving to grow I need a little loving to show I need a little loving Got to go back to basics I don't wanna complicate it Lovers are into me I give them ventilation Lyrics just sew the seed You just got to meditate No comethazine No more medication Healing in these words You feel it Dreaming of the world come to finish And if I can see it Maybe you can see Maybe you can dream Maybe feel it I see lightening in the sky (oh yeah), I'm free Lightening In the sky (oh yeah) In the sky (oh yeah) I'm free for tonight I need a little loving to grow I need a little loving to show I need a little loving

Fourth place anthem playing Tonight on a broken radio Thought we reached the mountaintop But now we just feel so low The sky is breaking open We keep hoping In the distance we'll see a glow Lightning light our way Until the black sky turns back to indigo We can make it if you Don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me We can make it baby Please don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me I never quit on you We were born in paradise Beneath a poisoned sky Under a bad sign The micro-age of gemini And we are still unlearning Tires are burning In the middle of Rodeo Drive You know that we've been beat down And broken But now we can testify We can make it If you don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me We can make it baby Please don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me I never quit on you It's not up to you Some you win, some you lose When the lightning comes You don't get to choose Some you win, some you lose When the lightning comes One, two, three, four

قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري الكبدة اتقطعت بين زوج من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Les vagues s'écrasent sur les roches, fauchent, façades moches Vie de cloche poche, vie de pez fastoche Mais la poisse accroche ma face de métèque Je viens du bled, pleins de verbes dans les bagages Ca je tiens ma rage dans ma gorge La plage déserte me pousse au cafard Tu traînes dans les bars tard le soir Où les soûlards se filent au rasoir Spliff noir dans le cendar Je sombre dans le mégotrip égoïste Jette mes tripes dans la musique Mars, ma ville, un plateau Où le désert avance, un gâteau partagé à 10 Mes khos pendus à un lasso Nourri au gaz de ville, à la lumière orange Comme elle, je dérange, étranger aux pensées etrangers حتى نقول نبطل وترضى لي علي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Tellement نبغيها يا نبدا نجيبها من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من Oran ل Marseille دلالي Des odeurs de couscous, de tajine, de pruneau De mafé, yassa, poisson frais Pâtes carbo les épices me collent à la peau Assise là, les pieds dans l'eau sous l'œil du tréo Ma ville s'éveille chaque matin quand les fourmis s'en vont au boulot Fragile, emporte ta faux, situation où tout le monde se marre L'économica autre comme une vieille bécane Pluries Ethnie cohabitation naturelle Les cultures, les mœurs, les couleurs dansent comme dans une aquarelle Seul le Serval dévoile la face B de la carte postale Atone cache les nuages, un cercueil passe, mauvais présage L'ennui vainqueur, sueur, peur devant les seringues de l'horreur Le noir château entré sans un mot Mars aspire au renouveau خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافها من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافهم من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي يانا بغيت لقليبي المحنة الفاكرة من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي

清晨醒来的我 昨夜梦依旧 在熟悉的街道中 寻找你影踪 在世界奔走 我感觉不寂寞 有一个人 熟悉又遥远 抓不住的思念 Repeat 夕阳紫色天空中 你我承诺过 众多掌声的背后 你给我最多 一起走过 每一个低潮和失落 现在的我 站在舞台 挥洒自我 I am who I am 看着你的眼 眼神的交接 不需语言 穿透我心田 I am who I am 想念你的眼 温柔却坚决 这一刻最美 我失去防线 I am who I am 看着你的眼 眼神的交接 不需语言 穿透我心田 I am who I am 想念你的眼 温柔却坚决 这一刻最美 我失去防线 清晨醒来的我 昨夜梦依旧 在熟悉的街道中 寻找你影踪

One) Here we go, ha ha Thou shalt not have no other great one but me Transcribin my lyrics is the c-h-u-b While, biblical words don't need to ra-hyme I said, "let there be a light," and there was light And the breeze (?), like that kid who made "i-ight" But men took mad dominion, over men Hard bondage with backs and, knees that must bend But only in prayer, I make your head need ibuprof'/bayer Call me, the number one player But hey. the one pharoahes, parlayed In the land of egypt, when that slave shit behaved Bythia(?) drew me, from the nile to smile on the people After me there will be a sequel And I'll praise my name, in the jam Call me what you want, but I am what I am Two) Hehe, I live in the souls of men, and women And pilgrims and children who wiggle, to the rhythm Just go, the people have corrupted themselves They toke the devil's smoke, puffing their l's I'll send, my only son down, to bless you And observe how you know him, and that will test you Years, of sufferation, will burn the nation With adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin You never learn - look how many times I kilt ya I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya I stripped your land and destroyed ya culture Next time you better give me some R-e-s-p-e (c-t) now hold ya but I love ya I invented aids but also, invented the rubber Each one teach one brother Take my name in vain and you're gone like damn Call me what you want, but I am what I am Three) Ha ha Now you got light skin, dark skin, east coast, west coast Old school, new school, dumb-ass fools One land, one people, I am the one Figure you disobeyed so I made the word "nigger" You can change the diction, but can't change what I'm writin I script those pulitzer books for that kid, michael crichton Like {*tch tch tch*} I am the hi-hat I am the m-i-c, I am easy mo bee And easy mo is me, he gets down when I want him to get down I put the heights in the crown I wrote the dead sea scrolls, I'm "strictly business" I made erick and parrish go gold My crew is tan, darker than tan, I made the ku klux klan I made rush +def+ but, able to +jam+ I'm flam, and I'm intricate You must and should be a fan and I am what I am Four) The praise of the "goodfella" is long past done Deniro's an actor, on cue, totin a gun Action! forty-five colt bolt, it gets messy Then copycat murders flow to joe schmoe pesci Then the ladies, sex, to the break of dawn and Another quaalude, and she'll love me in the mornin Fast pace, "scarface," you can't win, god's race When you're sparkin noah's ark, and you're in god's place Baby - cock up your foot and you act crazy Every "distinguished gentleman" wants a lady You can't bug, when you wanna play real life cocoa When you're "down and out in beverly hills" with oprah "Mi vida loca," and then it turns to weed smokers Then you're dead, dealin with them kids from +cosa nostra+ But no autographs you must, already be a fan I am what I am and that's all that I am