• HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - This Time Around - D.m. Radio Mix

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 21:04


    This time around I'll never get bit
    Though you really wanna fix me
    This time around you're making me sick
    Though you really wanna get me
    Somebody's out
    Somebody's out to get me
    They really wanna fix me, hit me
    But this time around I'm taking no shit
    Though you really wanna get me
    You really wanna get me
    He really thought he really had
    Had a hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    Control of me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really could control me
    This time around I'll never get bit
    Though you really wanna get me
    This time around I'm taking no shit
    Though you really wanna fix me
    Somebody's out
    Somebody's out to use me
    They really want to use me
    And then falsely accuse me
    This time around
    They'll take it like spit
    'Cause you really can't control me
    You know you can't control me
    He really thought he really had
    Had a hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    A hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    Had a hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    A hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    (Rap - The Notorious BIG)
    Listen, I've got problems of my own
    Flashin' cameras, taps on my phone
    Even in my home I ain't safe as I should be
    Things always missin'
    Maybe it could be my friends
    They ain't friends if they robbin' me
    Stoppin' me from makin' a profit, see
    Apology shallow like the ocean
    I guess I'll resort to gun totin'
    If I was dead broke and smokin'
    I'd probably be by my lonesome
    I'm a killer nigga I ain't jokin'
    Endo smoke got me choked and I'm hopin'
    The fool comes slippin'
    So I could blow'em open
    This time around
    I changed up my flow
    Got rid of the rocks
    Got pits by the door
    I've raised other peoples to watch my back
    Stay away from strangers
    So I won't slack
    And I know my nigga Mike like that
    Baby
    This time around yeah...
    He really thought he really had
    Control of me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    A hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    Had a hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    Control of me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    He really thought he really had
    A hold on me
    He really thought he really had
    They thought they really had control of me
    This time around yeah
    He really thought

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  • HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - 2 Bad (Refugee Camp Remix)

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 21:01


    Told me that you're doin' wrong
    Word out shockin' all alone
    Cryin' wolf ain't like a man
    Throwin' rocks to hide your hands
    You ain't done enough for me
    You ain't done enough for me
    You are disgustin' me, yeah yeah
    You're aiming just for me
    You are disgustin' me
    Just want your cut from me
    But too bad, too bad
    Look who just walked in the place
    Dead and stuffy in the face
    Look who's standing if you please
    Though you tried to bring me to my knees
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Hell all up in Hollywood
    Sayin' that you got it good
    Creepin' from a dusty hole
    Tales of what somebody told
    What do you want from me?
    What do you want from me?
    Tired of you haunting me, yeah yeah
    You're aiming just for me
    You are disgustin' me
    You got blood lust for me
    But too bad, too bad
    Look who got slapped in the face
    It's dead and stuffy in the place
    I'm right back where I wanna be
    I'm standin' though you're kickin' me
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    (Rap: Shaquille O'Neal)
    Life's about a dream
    I'm really undefeated when MJ is on my team, theme
    Reality brings forth realizm
    It's the man of steel organizm, twizm
    Not from the prizm, take charge like manilla
    Nine five shaq represent with the Thrilla
    Grab my crotch, twist my knee, then I'm through
    Mike's bad, I'm bad
    Who are you
    (Michael)
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you scream and shout it
    Too bad too bad about it
    Why don't you just scream and shout it
    Too bad to

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  • HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - Money

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 20:58



    Money.
    Money...
    Lie for it
    Spy for it
    Kill for it
    Die for it
    So you call it trust
    But I say it's just
    In the devil's game
    Of greed and lust
    They don't care
    They'd do me for the money
    They don't care
    They use me for the money
    So you go to church
    Read the Holy word
    In the scheme of life
    It's all absurd
    They don't care
    They'd kill for the money
    Do or dare
    The thrill for the money
    You're saluting the flag
    Your country trusts you
    Now you're wearing a badge
    You're called the "Just Few"
    And you're fighting the wars
    A soldier must do
    I'll never betray or deceive you my friend but...
    If you show me the cash
    Then I will take it
    If you tell me to cry
    Then I will fake it
    If you give me a hand
    Then I will shake it
    You'll do anything for money...
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Insurance?
    Where do your loyalties lie?
    Is that your alibi?
    I don't think so
    You don't care
    You'd do her for the money
    Say it's fair
    You sue her for the money
    Want your pot of gold
    Need the Midas touch
    Bet you sell your soul
    Cuz your God is such
    You don't care
    You kill for the money
    Do or dareThe thrill for the money
    Are you infected with the same disease
    Of lust, gluttoney and greed?
    Then watch the ones
    With the biggest smiles
    The idle jabbers...Cuz they're the backstabbers
    If you know it's a lie
    Then you will swear it
    If you give it with guilt
    Then you will bear it
    If it's taking a chance
    Then you will dare it
    You'll do anything for money...
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    You say you wouldn't do it
    For all the money in the world
    I don't think soIf you show me the man
    Then I will sell him
    If you ask me to lie
    Then I will tell him
    If you're dealing with God
    Then you will hell him
    You'll do anything for money
    Anything
    Anything
    Anything for money
    Would lie for you
    Would die for you
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil
    Even sell my soul to the devil

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  • HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - Scream Louder - Fly Tyme Remix

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 20:56



    Huuuuu
    Oooow
    Ooooo
    Iiiih
    Aaaaaa
    Oooo

    Tired of injustice
    Tired of the schemes
    Life is disgustin'
    So what does it mean, damnit
    Kicking me down
    I got to get up
    As jacked as it sounds
    The whole system sucks, damnit

    Peek in the shadow
    Come into the light
    You tell me I'm wrong
    Then you better prove you're right
    You're sellin' out souls but
    I care about mine
    I've got to get stronger
    And I won't give up the fight

    With such confusions
    Don't it make you wanna scream
    (Make you wanna scream)
    Your bash abusin'
    Victimize within the scheme
    You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize
    Somebody please have mercy
    'Cause I just can't take it

    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

    Tired of your tellin'
    (Tellin')
    The story your way
    (The story your way)
    It's causin' confusion
    (Confusion)
    You think it's okay, damnit

    Keep changin' the rules
    While you're playin' the game
    I can't take it much longer
    I think I might go insane

    Now, baby
    With such confusion
    Don't it make you wanna scream
    Your bash abusin'
    Victimize within the scheme
    You find your pleasure scandalizin' every lie
    Oh father, please have mercy
    'Cause I just can't take it

    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

    'Oh, my God, can't believe what I saw
    As I turned on the TV this evening
    I was disgusted by all the injustice
    All the injustice'

    Yeah yeah, baby
    With such collusions
    Don't it make you wanna scream
    Your bash abusin'
    Victimize within the scheme
    You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize
    Oh brother please have mercy
    'Cause I just can't take it
    Just can't take it

    Stop your pressure
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream
    Stop pressurin' me
    Just stop pressurin' me
    Stop pressurin' me
    Make me wanna scream

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  • HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - Is It Scary

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 20:49


    There's a ghost down in the hall
    There's a ghoul beneath the bed
    Now it's coming through the walls
    Now it's climbing up the stairs
    There's a spirit in the dark
    Hear the beating in your heart
    Can you feel it in the air
    Ghosts be hiding everywhere I'm gonna be
    Exactly what you wanna see
    It's you who's scorning me
    Cos you're warning me
    To be the stranger in the night
    Am I amusing you
    Or just confusing you
    Am I the beast you visualise
    And if you wanna see
    Eccentricaities
    I'll be grotesque before your eyes
    Let them all materialise Is that scary for
    you baby
    Am I scary for you boy
    Is it scary for you baby
    Is it scary for you
    You know the stranger is you
    Is it scary for you baby There's a creaking
    in the floor
    There's a creak behind the door
    There's a rocking in the chair
    But nobody sitting there
    There's a ghastly smell around
    But nobody to be found
    And a coffin nearly open
    Where a restless soul is floatingI'm gonna be exactly
    what you gonna see
    So did you come to me
    To see your fantasies
    Performed before your very eyes
    A haunting ghostly treat
    The ghoulish trickery
    And spirits dancing in the night
    But if you came to see
    The truth of purity
    It's here inside a lonely heart
    So let the performance startIs that scary for
    you baby
    Am I scary for you boy
    Am I scary for you babe
    Am I scary for you boy
    So tell me is this scary for you baby
    Tell me Hoo!
    So tell me is that crazy for you baby
    Am I scary for you
    You know that stranger is you
    Am I scary for you Masquerade the heart

    Is the heart of burning souls
    Just not what you see girl in me
    Caus' the heart reveals the proof
    Like a mirror reveals the truth
    See the evil one is you Is that scary for
    you baby
    Am I scary for you oh boy
    Am I scary for you baby
    Am I scary for you oh
    So tell me am I scary for you baby
    Am I scary for you baby
    Is it scary for you baby
    Am I scary for you boy
    Wanna talk about it
    Tell me don't wanna talk about it
    I don't wanna talk about it
    I don't wanna talk about it
    What's scary for you baby
    Hoo Hoo
    Is it scary for you
    I'm tired of being abused
    You know you're scaring me too
    I think the evil is you
    Is it scary for you baby oh Oooh
    Babe

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  • HOMMAGE A MICHAEL JACKSON - Blood On The Dancefloor 1997 - Ghosts

    Par orange8454 le 26 Juin 2009 à 20:46


    There's a ghoul under the bed
    There's something in the walls
    There's blood up on the stairs
    And it's floating through the room
    And there's nothing I can see
    And I know that that's the truth
    Because now it's onto me. I don't understand
    it Hey!
    I don't understand it! Aaow! There's a tappin'
    in the floor
    There's a creak behind the door
    There's a rocking in the chair
    But there's no-one sitting there
    There's a ghostly smell around
    But nobody to be found
    And a coughin' and a yawnin'
    Where a restless soul is going Don't understand it
    Hey!
    Don't understand it Hey. And who gave you the
    right to shake my family?
    And who gave you the right to shake my baby,
    She needs me
    And who gave you the right to shake my family tree?
    You put a knife in my back
    Shot an arrow in me!
    Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy
    The ghost of jealousyThere's a tappin in
    the floor
    There's a creak behind the door
    There's a rocking in the chair
    But nobody's sitting there
    There's a ghostly smell around
    But nobody to be found
    And a coughin' and a yawnin'
    Where a restless soul is going Don't understand it!
    Yeah Yeah!
    Don't understand it!
    Your just a dog gone! Aaow! And who gave you the
    right to scare my family?
    And who gave you the right to scare my baby,
    She needs me
    And who gave you the right to shake my family tree?
    And who gave you the right to take intrusion,
    To see me?
    And who gave you the right to shake my family?
    And who gave you the right to hurt my baby,
    She needs me
    And who gave you the right to shake my family tree?
    You put a knife in my back,
    Shot an arrow in me!
    Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy
    A suckin' ghost of jealousy
    Aaow! And who gave you the
    right to shake my family?
    And who gave you the right to shake my baby,
    She needs me
    And who gave you the right to shake my family tree?
    And who gave you the right to take,
    Intrusion to see me?
    And who gave you the right to hurt my family?
    And who gave you the right to hurt my baby,
    She needs me
    And who gave you the right to shake my family tree?
    You put a knife in my back
    Shot an arrow in me!
    Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy
    The ghost of jealousy.

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