Theme From Z Cars Ringtones

Скільки не питай, скільки не стріляй Триває, життя триває Але вороття, але вороття немає Вже немає Ти наробила біди сама собі Пірнаєш глибше-глибше А я стою на своєму, ігнорую систему твою Грішну... Грішна О-о! Ти сама пришла з війною У-у! Але Дихає весь світ зі мною Чуєш? Йди собі назад з війною Ти мене хотіла, але зрозумів я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я (Не весна, о) Я сам обирав, сам будував Із душею свого тіла А твоє ім'я – війна, і це не наша вина Ти обирала сама, як хотіла Ти наробила біди сама собі Пірнаєш глибше-глибше Ти розвалила міста в мені Мости в мені, людей в мені вбила О-о! Ти сама пришла з війною У-у! Але Дихає весь світ зі мною Чуєш? Йди собі назад з війною Ти мене хотіла, але зрозумів я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я Війна – твоє ім'я Якщо нічного не лишилось, лиш перемагати Я намагаюсь. Всі двері відчиняться, знай Я не даремно вірю і навіть най-найміцніші грати Будуть вибухати просто від сильних бажань Моїх, твоїх. Не варто боятися болю На варті лишитись обрали лише одні чутки Кричу, бо хочу кричати і на своєму стояти Я у небес прошу гучніше ще Я хочу жити Я хочу жити Я хочу жити Спокійно жити Я буду жити Я буду жити (скільки не стріляй) Я буду жити Ще краще жити Ми будемо жити Ми будемо жити Ми будемо жити Ще краще жити Ми будемо жити (скільки не стріляй) Ми будемо жити Ми будемо жити Ще краще жити

Who's the black private dick That's a sex machine to all the chicks? (Shaft!) Ya damn right! Who is the man That would risk his neck for his brother man? (Shaft!) Can ya dig it? Who's the cat that won't cop out When there's danger all about? (Shaft!) Right on! You see this cat, Shaft is a bad motha- (Shut your mouth!) But I'm talkin' about Shaft! (Then we can dig it!) He's a complicated man, But no one understands him but his woman (John Shaft!)

Uh huh, ge-ge ge-ge-geah Ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye-yeah, (Brooklyn) How real is this? How real is this? (Brooklyn) Uh-huh huh (Brooklyn) Respect this here, check! I'm from where the hammers rung, news cameras never come You and your mans hung in every verse in your rhyme Where the grams was slung, niggas vanish every summer When the blue vans would come, we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set To achieve this goal quicker, sold all my weight wet Faced with immeasurable odds, still I gave straight bets So I felt I'm owed something and you nothing, check I'm from the other side where the other guys don't walk too much And girls from the projects wouldn't fuck us, said we talked too much So they ran up to Tompkins and sought them dudes to trust I don't know what the fuck they thought, those niggas is foul just like us I'm from where the beef is inevitable, summertime's unforgettable Boosters in abundance, buy a half-price sweater new Your word was everything, so everything you said you'd do You did it, couldn't talk about it if you ain't live it I'm from where niggas pull your card, and argue all day about Who's the best MCs, Biggie, Jay-Z or Nas? Where the drugs czars evolve, and thugs are at odds At each other's throats for the love of foreign cars Where cats catch cases, hoping the judge R-and-R's But most times find themselves locked up behind bars, is that all? I'm from where they ball and breed rhyme stars I'm from Marcy, son, just thought I'd remind y'all Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Brooklyn... so where you from?) I'm from the place where the church is the flakiest And niggas been praying to God so long that they atheist Where you can't put your vest away And say you'll wear it tomorrow 'Cause the day after we'll be saying "Damn, I was just with him yesterday" I'm a block away from hell Not enough shots away from stray shells An ounce away from a triple beam Still using a hand-held weight scale You're laughing, you know the place well Where the liquor stores and the base dwell And government? Fuck government! Niggas politick theyselves Where we call the cops the A-Team 'Cause they hop out of vans and spray things And life expectancy so low, we making out wills at 18s Where how you get rid of guys who step out of line, your rep solidifies So tell me when I rap, you think I give a fuck who criticize? If the shit is lies, God strike me And I got a question Are you forgiving guys who live just like me? We'll never know One day, I prayed to you and said if I ever blow, I'd let 'em know The stakes, and exactly what takes place in the ghetto Promise fulfilled, still I feel my job ain't done Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Brooklyn... so where you from?) Check, I'm from where they cross-over and clap boards Lost Jehovah in place of rap lords, listen I'm up the block, 'round the corner and down the street From where the pimps, prostitutes and the drug lords meet We make a million off of beats, 'cause our stories is deep And fuck tomorrow, as long as the night before was sweet Niggas get lost for weeks in the street, twisted off leek And no matter the weather, niggas know how to draw heat Whether you're four-feet or Manute size, it always starts out with Three dice and "shoot the five" Niggas thought they deuce was live, then I hit 'em with trips And I reached down for their money, pa, forget about this This time around it's platinum, like the shit on my wrist And this Glock on my waist, y'all can't do shit about this Niggas'll show you love, that's how they fool thugs Before you know it, you're lying in a pool of blood Where I'm from Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own) Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice (Brooklyn...)

Acercándose el peligro viene ya, Y para llorar no es el tiempo ahora, Y siento subir más y más la adrenalina, Los héroes de la historia seremos. Realidad tu sueño por liberar, Listo estoy para poder pelear, Victoria tendré. Juega niño el poder, Nuestro es, Hoy seremos, Dragon Ball Zeta. Procura llegar, Al final, Y luchar, Con valor. En los campos deja las flores crecer, Felíz, Te convertiras en un, Gran rival, Aventuras, Podrás disfrutar. Pelea niña hoy sin temor, El poder nuestro es, Y seremos para siempre, Dragon Ball Zeta.

I'm gonna get what's coming to me No surprises, no impressions Hey, what's a-wrong with you tonight? Just sittin' on your can-can Doin' the panoram' With nothin' to contemplate With nothin' to search for With nothin' to integrate With nothin' to do 'Cept think about you With nothin' to do 'Cept fall for blue I just want to be in your panorama, yeah (Panorama) I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) I'm gonna take what's comin' to me No entanglements and no compromise Hey, get the picture, I'm-I'm on my knees Lookin' at your hot shot Turnin' down your offer Well, I'm rippin' it up I'm lookin' awa-ay I'm pullin' my flag up 'Cause I'm miles away With nothin' to do 'Cept think about you-ou, yeah I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) Well, I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) I'm gonna to find my way outta here No pushing the buttons, no deals with daddy-o I'm gonna get myself in trouble Gonna take my chances If I break your bubble Well, I'm rippin' it up I'm lookin' away I'm pullin' my flag up 'Cause I'm miles away With nothin' to do 'Cept think about you I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) Said, I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) Well, I just want to be in, I just want to be in (Panorama) I just want to, I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) (Panorama) (Panorama) Well, I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) (Panorama) Well, I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) I just want to be in your panorama (Panorama) Panorama (Panorama) (Panorama) (Panorama) Well, I just (Panorama) (Panorama) (Panorama) (Panorama) (Panorama)

My cell is ringing No ID I need to know who's calling My garden's overgrown I go out on my belly crawling I got CCTV, pornography, CNBC I got the nightly news To get to know the enemy All I want is a picture of you All I want is to get right next to you All I want is your face in a locket Picture in my pocket I take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good I'm going nowhere Where I am it is a lot of fun They're in the desert to dismantle an atomic bomb I watch them channel hop Check the stocks I'm in detox I want the lot of what you've got If what you've got can make this stop All I want is a picture of you All I want is to be right next to you All I want is your picture in a locket Your face in my pocket Take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good Don't you worry about your mind Don't you worry about your mind Don't you worry about your mind Don't you worry about your mind You should worry about the day That the pain it goes away You know I miss mine sometimes There is no fiction That will truly fit the situation I'm documenting every detail Every conversation I'm not used to talking to somebody in their body Look, there's somebody in a body, somebody in a body

They're nice and precise Each one begins and ends They may win you admirers But they'll never earn you friends Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars They're so depressing Going 'round and 'round Ooh, they make me dizzy Oh, fast cars they run me down Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars Sooner or later You're gonna listen to Ralph Nader I don't wanna cause a fuss But fast cars are so dangerous Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars

Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live in cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days in cars Here in my car Where the image breaks down Will you visit me, please If I open my door in cars? Here in my car I know I've started to think About leaving tonight Although nothing seems right in cars

Stretching out my arms Driving in my car Thinking 'bout my life, but not too hard Tapping to my dazz Snapping to my jazz I'm having way more fun than no one ever has I'm teaching lessons to my future children (I'm teaching lessons to my future children) (Lessons to my future-) (I'm teaching lessons, children) (I'm teaching lessons to my future children) Testin' out the local car wash While I grab my morning cup of Joe There's millions of people Who wish they could look at my car right now But they can't 'cause I'm too busy driving (Ah, ah, ah) So many amenities Nine cup holders that chill my drinks And seats that heat and warm my feet Every single luxury Five percent tint on my Chevy both in and outside My mirrors quake at the punch of my 18-inch Alpine Clean as the white of my eye One kiss for each of my tires Nobody bugging me Nobody bugging me Nobody Nobody telling me anything Anything I wanna do is a good thing to do Ooh, ooh La, la-la-la-la-la-la La, la-la-la-la-la-la La, la-la-la-la-la-la Solid and of quality Wi-Fi for my family Runs on electricity Oh my god, it drives for me Five percent tint on my Chevy both in and outside My mirrors quake at the punch of my 18-inch Alpine Clean as the white of my eye One kiss for each of my tires Mile after mile after mile Nobody bugging me (Bugging me) Nobody bugging me Bugging me, me Nobody bugging me Bugging me

Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors And it's the only way I live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you And it keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car When the image breaks down Will you visit me, please If I open my door In cars Here in my car I know, I've started to think About leavin' tonight Although nothin' seems right In cars Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems In cars Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems In cars

We'll do it all Everything On our own We don't need Anything Or anyone If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world? I don't quite know How to say How I feel Those three words Are said too much They're not enough If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world? Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden That's bursting into life Let's waste time Chasing cars Around our heads I need your grace To remind me To find my own If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world? Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden That's bursting into life All that I am All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes They're all I can see I don't know where Confused about how as well Just know that these things Will never change for us at all If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world?

Imtheochaidh soir is siar A dtainig ariamh An ghealach is an ghrian Fol lol the doh fol the day Fol the day fol the day Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian An daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh Fol lol the doh fol the day Fol the day fol the day Fol lol the doh fol the day Fol the day fol the day Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh Fol lol the doh fol the day Fol the day fol the day

In between the lines there's a lot of obscurity. I'm not inclined to resign to maturity. If it's all right, then you're all wrong, But why bounce around to the same down song? You'd rather run when you can't crawl. I know, you know, that I'm not telling the truth. I know, you know, they just don't have any proof. Embrace the deception, learn how to bend, Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end. In the realm of complements there isn't any higher than, A fabricated misdirection fashioned by a liar. You think you hate, all that you love, Acting so surprised when it fits you like a glove. If you want to find the answers, then I offer a solution. I'm the one who's got a dose of healthy disillusion. If it's a game yeah, you wanna play. You better load the dice cus' they'll do it anyway, but, You'd rather run when you can't crawl. I know, you know, that I'm not telling the truth. I know, you know, they just don't have any proof. Embrace the deception, learn how to bend, Your worst inhibitions, they'll psych you out in the end. I know you know. I know you know. I know you know. I know you know.