Living in the Silent - Mazokiss

So you've got to live up to your name Or else I'll put you to shame... listen! If you say you a selector You a fe have good selection A-and I say if you say you a de special Man I say I want to know your potential You a say you a madness You a say you a de best But when I put you 'pon you feet A-some a-some a say you can't play de beat And I hear you say a clash a you ruler Say a clash sound cooler, eh! Say a clash sound sweeter And now-a-days man a measure mile in a metre, eh! Live up to your name Or else you die in shame A-and a so me say fe live up to your name A so me tell you say you die in shame Some a dem a bodysnatcher Some a dem a barracuda, eh! But who a know fe me jah jah Fe me jah a me creator, eh! Flying saucers, rock-and-roll Natty dread a fe be in control It's all in the whirlwind I say you've gone with the blockhead A-and I say me say dat some a dem a sex pistol Nipple erectors A so me tell you set dem sp...(?) man a gone An...(?) farm(?) And I'll tell you 'bout the x-generation... Me know dem a victimed 'Cause dem no know fe me sweet jah jah, eh! Clash a you ruler Say a clash sound cooler A-and I tell you say a clash sound sweeter And now-a-days man measure mile in a metre A none a dem deh measure gallon in a litre And I tell you say me know dem a cheat ya 'Cause when you living inna fame You got to live up to your name Or else a suffer and you die inna shame And I tell you say it's all in the game, eh! Some a say dem a selector Dem a fe have good selection Or else deh moving in the wrong direction And deh no know dis a reggae vibration A-and a so me say a clash a you ruler And dis ya one a say it a musically cooler, eh! Me say fe live up to your name Or else you suffer and you die inna shame 'Cause when you living inna fame A so me tell you say it's all in the game And so me talkin' about Specials and madness beats, Big body snatcher, (?), eh! Flying saucers, rock-and-roll See you gone in the whirlwind A-and I tell you say, a you a de blockhead And some will tell you dat you dreader than dread And a-some a say a clash a you ruler See a clash sound cooler, aaaye! Clash sound sweeter Man a measure mile in a metre, eh! When you living inna fame You got to live up to your name Or else you suffer and you die inna shame It's all in the game, eh! This is the game of life We no wa' no strife Game of life We no wa' no strife, no no Don't, no no no no F*ckin' hell mickey

Gotta sung a song, and it goes like this Somewhere the time was right, could have been gone in ten This world is hard to fight, hitting you once, hit it again To know the way it feels, everyone gets knocked down When you get up it's real, taking it back, turn it around Get on it, up on it Get on it, (wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, out on it Get on it, (no one's gonna free you) You know, when you're keeping it slow No matter where you wanna go, (wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, up on it It's on, (we're living in chaos) Somewhere along the line, things get chipped away This place keeps going down, gets a little worse every day I see the hate and greed, this world's a messed up town Embrace the pain and see, taking it back, turn it around Get on it, up on it Get on it, (wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, out on it Get on it, (no one's gonna free you) You know, when you're keeping it slow No matter where you wanna go, (wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, up on it It's on Falling! Ya, Ya, Ya Gotta sung a song, and it goes like this Somewhere the time was right, could have been gone in ten This world is hard to fight, hitting you once, hit it again To know the way it feels, everyone gets knocked down When you get up it's real Falling! Ya, Ya, Ya Get on it, up on it, get on it (Ya, Ya, Ya) Get on it, up on it, get on it (wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, out on it, get on it (Ya, Ya, Ya)

Living in the City - By Rhys Lewis & Tobias Kuhn I've been living in the city too long, I've been given everything that I've got, Been a sinner and a saint, Crazy, and sane. I've been living in the city too long. I've been working my fingers to the bone, But as quick as money comes, it all gone, And like London in the rain, The pleasures got pain, I've been living in the city too long, Too long! And I'm just trying to find me Some kind of life I've dreamed about. And we're all tired and lonely, Hoping to figure this all out. There's a part of my soul, That wants to let go, Wants to just run away. But the rest of my soul says I should stay, I should stay! I've been living in the city too long, There's things that I've gained and I've lost, But I can still count on one hand The friends that I have, I've been living in the city too long. Never used to get the feeling missing out, But there's so much going on it gets me down, Because whichever way I turn, It could be better or worse. I've been living in the city too long, Too long! I'm just trying to find me Some kind of life I've dreamed about, And we're all tired and lonely, Hoping to figure this all out. There's a part of my soul that wants to let go, Wants to just run away. But the rest of my soul says I should say, I should stay! I've been living in the city too long, I've been living in the city too long, I've been living in the city too long, I've been living in the city too long, I've been living in the city too long. I'm just trying to find me Some kind of life I've dreamed about, We're all tired and lonely Hoping to figure this all out. There's a part of my soul that wants to let go, Wants to just run away. But the rest of my soul, says I should stay!

You got something to say? Should I wait and listen? Sounds unfocused to me, and your heart is missing Cold, stubborn, and so vain, with every breath you're breathing Your head's a one-way street, it never rhymes or reasons Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Controlling every way, for your own identity No room for mistakes, and preaching your hypocrisy Maybe one day you'll come to realize that That all you do and say was meant to be in the gray Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Living in the gray Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Living in the gray Living in the gray