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Metallica - Whiplash​

Late at night all Systems go,
You have come to see the Show.
We do our Best,You´re the Rest,
Make it real you know.
There is a feeling deep Inside,
That drives you fucking'Mad.
A Feeling of a Hammerhead,
You need it oh so Bad.

Adrenalin starts to flow.
You´re Thrashing all Around.
Acting like a Maniac.
Whiplash!

Bang your Head against the Stage,
Like you never did before.
Make it Ring,Make it Bleed,
Make it really sore.
In a frenzied Madness,
With your leathers and your Spikes.
Heads are bobbing all Around,
It is hot as Hell tonight.

Adrenalin starts to flow.
You´re Thrashing all Around.
Acting like a Maniac.
Whiplash!

Here on the Stage the Marshall noise,
It pearcing through your Ears.
It kicks your Ass,Kick your Face,
Exploding feeling Nears.
Now is the Time to let it Rip,
To let it fucking'Loose.
We are gathered Here to Main and Kill,
Cause this is what we Choose.

Adrenalin starts to flow.
You´re Thrashing all Around.
Acting like a Maniac.

[Solo]
WHIPLASH!!!
[Solo]

The Show is through the Metal is gone,
It is Time to hit the Road.
Another Town,Another Gig,
Again we will Explode.
Hotel Roomes and Motorways,
Live out here is Raw.
But we will never Stop,
We will never Quit.
Cause we are Metallica.

Adrenalin starts to flow.
You´re Thrashing all Around.
Acting like a Maniac.
Whiplash!​
 
Azg nazg dûrbatuluk,
Azg nazg gimbatul,
Azg nazg thrakatûluk,
Agh bûrzum-ishi krimpatul.

:eek:
 
N.W.A - Express Yourself​

I'm expressin' with my full capabilities,
And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities,
Cause some don't agree with how I do this.
I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flava, my behaviour is heriditery,
But my technique is very necessary.
Blame it on Ice Cube... Because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predacit.
Add it on a dope beat
And that'll make you think.
Some suckaz just tickle me pink
To my stomache. 'Cause they don't flow like this one.
You know what? I won't hesitate to dis one
Or two before I'm through.
So don't try to sing this!
Some drop science
While I'm droppin' English.
Even if Yella
Makes it a-capella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or a sess.
Cause its known to give a brother brain damage.
And brain damage on the mic don't manage
Nuthin'
But makin' a sucker and you equal.
Don't be another sequel...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Now, gettin' back to the PG.
That's program, and it's easy.
Dre is back. Newjacks, I mean hollow,
Expressin' ain't their subject
Because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend,
The records I spin.
Again and again and again
Yo, you on the other end.
Whatch a brother playin' dope rhymes with no help.
There's no fessin' and guessin'
While I'm expressin myself.
It's crazy to see people be
What society wants them to be. But not me!
Ruthless...
Is the way to go
They know.
Others say rhymes that fail
To be original.
Or they kill where the hiphop starts,
Forget about the ghetto
And rap for the pop charts.
Some musicians curse at home
But scared to use profanity
When up on the microphone.
Yeah, they want reality.
But you won't hear none.
They rather exaggerate, a little fiction.
Some say no to drugs and take a stand,
But after the show they go lookin' for the dopeman.
Or they ban my group from the radio.
Hear NWA and say "Hell no!".
But you know it ain't all about wealth.
As long as you make a note to...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
From the heart.
Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
Then expression is a big part of it.
You ain't efficient when you flow
You ain't swift, movin' like a tortoise.
Full of rigor mortis.
There's a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, and better like an embryo.
Or a lesson - all of 'em expression
And if you start fessin' -
I got a Smith and Wessun
For you.
I might ignore your record
Because it has no bottom.
I get loose in the summer. When in spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical.
Doin' the job
NWA is the lynch mob!
Yes, I'm a cob?
But you know you need this.
And the knowledge is growin'
Just like a foetus, or a tumor.
But here's the rumor:
Dre is in the neighborhood
And he's up to no good.
When I start expressin' myself,
Yella, slam it!
Cause If I stay funky like this I'm doin' damage.
Or I'mma be too hyped,
And need a straight jacket.
I got knowledge and other suckaers lack it.
So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic,
Ask what it's like.
It's like we gettin' hype tonight.
Cause if I strike
It ain't for your good health.
But I won't strike if you just...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...

Express Yourself...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
Come on and do it...
 
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