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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Walking in the subway
alone late at night
New York city gangs
everywhere in sight

Your fell their anger upon you
you feel their hateful eyes
walk a little faster now
you’re fighting for your life

As they walk on closer
their eyes burn down your back
you feel a thousand cries
not prepared for their attack

A mission bell sent sign
a sign that you board soon
you’ve come this far, no turning back
we hope you make it too

Don’t expect, sympathy
we don’t know, the word
your walked my turf, insanity
but in this place you die

Your life is wasted
your blood is tasted
as it drips down the blade

You didn’t make it
you couldn’t take it
you walked the subway you paid

Your money’s gone
your clothes they’re torn
you’re lying in a pool of blood

You know you’re leaving
we watch you grieving
but in this place you die

Don’t expect sympathy
we don’t know the word
you walked my turf, insanity
but in this place you die

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Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I am a nightmare walking – psychopath talking
king of my jungle – just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker – quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack – the colors I choose
red or blue cause a blood – it just don’t matter
Sucker die for your life with my shotgun scatters
we gangs of C.A. will never die….just multiply

Colors!

you don’t know me, fool – you disown me
I don’t need your assistance, social persistance
any problem I got I just put my fist in
My life is violent, but violent is life
peace is a dream, reality is a knife
my colors my honour my colors my all
with my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
tell me what have you left me, what have I got
last night in cold blood my boy — got shot
my home got jacked, my mother’s on crack
my sister can’t work cause her arms show trax

Madness insanity – live in profanity
then some punk claimin they understandin me
give me a break, what world do you live in
death is my sect, guess my religion

Colors!

My pants are saggin braided hair
suckers stare but I don’t care
my game ain’t knowledge – my game’s fear
I’ve no remorse so squares beware
But my true mission is just revenge
you ain’t in my sect, you ain’t my friend
wear the wrong color – your life could end
homicide’s my favorite venge (beach?)

Colors!

I’ll just walk like a giant – police defiant
you’ll say to stop – but I’ll say that I can’t
my gangs my family – it’s all that I have
I’m a star – on the walls is my autograph
You don’t like it – so you know where you can go
cause the streets are my stage – and terror’s my show
psychoanalyze – tried diagnosing me wise
It wasn’t your brother that brutally died
But it was mine – so let me define
my territory don’t cross the line
Don’t try to act crazy – cause the shit don’t thank me
you can be read like a punk – it wouldn’t amaze me
cause my colors death – though we all want peace
but our war won’t end – till all will cease
Colors!

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

can you feel it crush you does it seem to bring the worst in you out
there’s not running aways from these things that hold you down
do they complicate you because they make you fell like this
of all the colors that you’ve shine this is surely not your best
but you should know these colors that you’re shining are

surly not you’re best colors that you shine

i know you feel alone yeah and no one else can figure you out
but don’t you ever turn away from the one that help you down
well they’d love to save you don’t you know the love to see you smile
but these colors that you’ve shined are surly not your style

i know you’re feeling like you’re lost you fell you’ve drifed way to far
but you should know these colors that you’re shining are surely not the best

Colors (Letra)

Machine Head

Machine Head

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Yo ease lets do this..

I am a nightmare walking psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack the colors i choose
Red or blue cause a blood it just don’t matta

Sucker die for your life whith my shotgun scatters
We gangs of l.a. will never die….just multiply

You see they hit us then we hit them
Then we hit them and they hit us, man

It’s like a war, ya know what i’m sayin
People dont even understand
They don’t even know what they dealing with
You wanna get ridda the gangs its gonna take alot of work
But people don’t understand the size of this
This is no joke man this is real

You don’t know me, fool
You disown me, cool
I don’t need your assistance, social persistance
Any problem i got i just put my fist in

My life is violent, but violent is life
Peace is a dream, reality is a knife
My colors my honour my colors my all
With my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
Tell me what have you left me, what have i got
Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot
My home got jacked
My mother’s on crack
My sister can’t work cause her arms show trax

Madness insanity live in profanity
Then some punk claimin they understandin me
Give me a break, what world do you live in
Death is my sect, guess my religion

Yo my brother was a gang banger
And all my homeboys bang
I don’t know why i do it man, i just do it
I never had much of nuffin man
Look at you man, you’ve got everything going for yourself
And i ain’t got nuffin man, i’ve got nuffin
I’m living in the ghetto man
Just look at me man, look at me

My pants are saggin braided hair
Suckers stare but i don’t care
My game ain’t knowelgde my game’s fear
I’ve no remorse so squares beware

But my true mission is just revenge
You ain’t in my sect, you ain’t my friend
Wear the wrong color your life could end
Homocides my favorite venge

Listen to me man
No matter whatcha do don’t ever join a gang
You don’t wanna be in it man,
You’re just gonna end up in a mix of dead freinds and time in jail i
Know, if
I had a chance like you,
I would never be in a gang man
But i didn’t have a chance
You know i wish i did

I’ll just walk like a giant police defiant
You’ll say to stop but i’ll say that i cant
My gangs my family its all that i have
I’m a star, on the walls is my autograph

You don’t like it, so you know where you can go
Cause the streets are my stage and terror’s my show
Phsyco-analize tried diognising me wise
It was a joke brother the brutally died

But it was mine, so let me define
My territory don’t cross the line
Don’t try to act crazy
Cause the bitch dont thank me
You can be read like a punk
It wouldn’ta made me
Cause my colors death
Thou we all want peace
But our war won’t end,
They’ll always see

See the wars of the street gangs will always get to me man
But i don’t wanna be down with this situation man
But i’m in here, if i had something betta to do i think i’d do it but
Right
Now i’m just down here boye
I’m trying to get money cause i’m smart
I’m gunna get paid while i’m out here
I’m gunna get that paper, ya know what i’m saying
If i had a chance like you,
Maybe i would be in school
But i’m not, i’m out here living day to day surviving
And i’m willing to die for my colors

Yo’ll please stop, cause i want ya all to live.
This is ice-t, peace…

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Walking in the subway
Alone late at night
New York City gangs
Everywhere in sight
Your fell their anger upon you
You feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now
You’re fighting for your life
As they walk on closer
Their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries
Not prepared for their attack
A mission bell sent sign
A sign that you board soon
You’ve come this far, no turning back
We hope you make it too
Don’t expect, sympathy
We don’t know, the word
Your walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die
Your life is wasted
Your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade
You didn’t make it
You couldn’t take it
You walked the subway you paid
Your money’s gone
Your clothes they’re torn
You’re lying in a pool of blood
You know you’re leaving
We watch you grieving
But in this place you die
Don’t expect sympathy
We don’t know the word
You walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Walking in the subway
Alone late at night
New York City gangs
Everywhere in sight
Your fell their anger upon you
You feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now
You’re fighting for your life
As they walk on closer
Their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries
Not prepared for their attack
A mission bell sent sign
A sign that you board soon
You’ve come this far, no turning back
We hope you make it too
Don’t expect, sympathy
We don’t know, the word
Your walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die
Your life is wasted
Your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade
You didn’t make it
You couldn’t take it
You walked the subway you paid
Your money’s gone
Your clothes they’re torn
You’re lying in a pool of blood
You know you’re leaving
We watch you grieving
But in this place you die
Don’t expect sympathy
We don’t know the word
You walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Walking in the subway
Alone late at night
New York City gangs
Everywhere in sight
Your fell their anger upon you
You feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now
You’re fighting for your life
As they walk on closer
Their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries
Not prepared for their attack
A mission bell sent sign
A sign that you board soon
You’ve come this far, no turning back
We hope you make it too
Don’t expect, sympathy
We don’t know, the word
Your walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die
Your life is wasted
Your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade
You didn’t make it
You couldn’t take it
You walked the subway you paid
Your money’s gone
Your clothes they’re torn
You’re lying in a pool of blood
You know you’re leaving
We watch you grieving
But in this place you die
Don’t expect sympathy
We don’t know the word
You walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Walking in the subway
Alone late at night
New York City gangs
Everywhere in sight
Your fell their anger upon you
You feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now
You’re fighting for your life
As they walk on closer
Their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries
Not prepared for their attack
A mission bell sent sign
A sign that you board soon
You’ve come this far, no turning back
We hope you make it too
Don’t expect, sympathy
We don’t know, the word
Your walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die
Your life is wasted
Your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade
You didn’t make it
You couldn’t take it
You walked the subway you paid
Your money’s gone
Your clothes they’re torn
You’re lying in a pool of blood
You know you’re leaving
We watch you grieving
But in this place you die
Don’t expect sympathy
We don’t know the word
You walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die

Colors (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I am a nightmare walking
Psychopath talking
King of my jungle
Just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker
Quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack
The colors I choose
Red or blue cause a blood
It just don’t matter
Sucker die for your life
With my shotgun scatters
We gangs of C.A. will never die
Just multiply

Colors

You don’t know me, fool
You disown me
I don’t need your assistance
Social persistance
Any problem I got
I just put my fist in
My life is violent
But violent is life
Peace is a dream
Reality is a knife
My colors my honour
My colors my all
With my colors upon me
One soldier stands tall
Tell me what have you left me
What have I got
Last night in cold blood
My boy got shot
My home got jacked
My mother’s on crack
My sister can’t work
Cause her arms show trax

Violence insanity
Live in profanity
Then some punk claimin
They understanding me
Give me a break
What world do you live in
Death is my sect
Guess my religion

Colors

My pants are sagging
Fucked up hair
Suckers stare
But I don’t care
My game ain’t knowledge
My game’s fear
I’ve no remorse
Motherfucker beware
But my true mission
Is just revenge
You ain’t in my sect
You ain’t my friend
Wear the wrong color
Your life could end
Homocides my favorite venge

Colors

I’ll just walk like a giant
Police defiant
You’ll say to stop
But I’ll say that I can’t
My gangs my family
It’s all that I have
I’m a star
On the walls is my autograph
You don’t like it
So you know where you can go
Cause the streets are my stage
And terror’s my show
Psyco-analize – tried
Diagnising me wise
It wasn’t your brother
That brutally died
But it was mine
So let me define
My territory
Don’t cross the line
Don’t try to act crazy
Cause the shit don’t thank me
You can be read like a punk
It wouldn’t amaze me
Cause my colors death
Thou we all want peace
But our war won’t end
Till all will cease

Colors