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Minns ni, eller har ni ens sett filmen O brother, where art thou?
Känns det wierd att clooney rockar ? :)


Originalet, med lite kass ljud men..


En ny version ni förmodligen aldrig hört




En annan hyfsad är Get Rhythm, och några till från filmen I walk the line där Joaquin Phoenix.




Walk the line.




Ring of fire



Kategori: Musik


We express the same things but with different words
We acknowledge the same curve and those might-have-heareds

Just like the last line you draw to remind of past-time
A fast-winded feeling of freedom pleased to be recognized

And i can hear your doctors calling from here, saying:
Killed by his independecy and akilles-heel
Cuz he armed himself with stealthy mass-appeal.

Wheres my muse, wheres my muse
It feels like every word slipping through my mouth has been used

Staggering like the old man feeding the dirt
With my glass eye reflecting all the things that iv learned

A windowless frame in a transparent room
Flilling up cracks with plastic assumes

Shapeshift
A nuance
A venue

Chrous:
Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over
Wreck of you life, aim til you get sober

Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over
My friend
I wrestle myself as I walk along the weary-
motely watching i find myself staring
building up an empire, of my great desire
while fumes/fuel from my thought process take me higher

Higher and higher, I aint stoppin there,
My avalanche of color starts over there,
And Ive got the solitary key to go through.

Grey and delicious
The traps can be so vicious
Prepare for the ultimate takedown.

Part time experience
Might save you from deliverance,
But will it serve the greater cause?

Chrous:
Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over
Break up your life, until you get sober

Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over
My friend




Check it out - it's eleven-thirty,
My hand is getting dirty
Snatchin' up things that probably can't be waitin'
Now this is a vision of a violent life
Livin' by a guard and totem of the night
I'm slamin' doors 2-4-5 'n pullin' the keys
Now these are the traged valuable luxuries to me
In the early dawn, before you yawn
I've been there swiped you and then I'm gone
Now it's six-o-clock, my heart tic-tacs
A black sadden bag full of bad ass rocks
My identity has to be exposed
Stealing from the spot that I chooly chosed
I lose and enfuse my choice to chose
Now I'm sick and I'm fallin' deeper in the mess
There's no hope for me, see??
My path has been chosen I'm Johnny B

Johnny B, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight ahead, a green light turns to red
Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B

Johnny B, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight ahead, a green light turns to red
Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B

The situation's tight
You are billin' by the night
Can't choose between the wrongs and the rights
I'm searchin' for the clues, yo-what am I gotta do
I got the habit to take valuable things from you
Here I stand and I'm physically trapped by my tent
Drifting northern breeze triumphal is this adman
A lonely path when I stand alone
A round mothern flexion bendin' by my own
Here I lay down into certain deaths
Two spirits calls grabs my very last breath
Sometimes I wish reveseness in my path
A simple guest or a simple laugh
But I'm evil, dirty and mean
Two pounds blood pasts through my bloodstream
Frightened huh? You should be
Who am I? I'm Johnny B!

Johnny B, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight ahead, a green light turns to red
Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B

Here we go here we go now check the flow
Here we go, Johnny B is in control

Here we go here we go now check the flow
Here we go, Johnny B is in control

It's a sleepless night, he's callin' your name
It's a lonely ride, I know how you saw him
Again and again
He's dressin' his dreams
Yeaah, Johnny my friend, it's not what it seems...

Johnny B, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight ahead, a green light turns to red
Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B

Johnny B, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight ahead, a green light turns to red
Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B


Och en lite nyare


I'm a rebel, a writer, a poet and a fighter
Ride for me and my niggas, for them I give me life up.
A son, a brother, a nephew and a cousin
I does it for them cause without them I'd be nothing.
I struggle, I hustle, I'm a nigga with attitude
These fuckers try to kill the black in you
Accept me for who I am, (yeah)
See I will never dumb down, thats not what I'm about
I'm a artist make my music get the money then I'm out my friend
But then I'm back again.

When the drugs don't work no more, you get high on life
That's what they say when you feeling down
That's what they say when you feeling down (yeah)

When the drugs don't work no more, you get high on life
That's what they say when you feeling down
That's what they say when you feeling down (yeah)

And It seems like everybody loves my flow
But what a flow without a heart? I must touch a soul
Before I leave this Earth for heaven
And when I do, tell my children to play fly fly fresh forever.

I'm a 24/7 it 365 it all 4 quarter,
I'm a keep on grindin and our work is never over
There is no rest for the wicked I'm trying to own every single moment
See if they pass me by
and I die then I have nothing to tell grandpa in afterlife
Thats why I kill today in case I'm gone tonight
I live life to the fullest like I'm close to dying lord.
I pour my soul on these beats,
so I can sleep without havin holes in my dreams
cause at the end of the day I owe it to me and that's all.

For the longest I played the roll as an underdog
but imma rockstar with the guitar, Jay Z when he did wounderwall
Don't spark a conversation, cause you ain't saying nothing,
let the money talk for ya.
Don't mention my name unless we talking money
being a wordsmith it ain't worth shit, if situations ain't working,
put in work until it's working, do dirt if that's needed
Believe me when I say life's appetite for destruction
it's a motherfucka, don't let her eat ya
So when you meet her, kiss her on the forehead
tell her spirits live longer life, there is no death
I'm so it, I'm so fit, if they say so
put anything on my shoulder, I'll hold it like it's nothing
I look you dead in the eyes and that look will never exit your mind,
not even if your memories dies.
(You will remember me for life.)

You can't touch me, I'm on a different plan
You know since I got to learn, I'm a father who was very abusive
The only thing that was therapeutic was hearing music
you can't take that away from me
I'm not like you all.
Never...





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