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The Anthem (Letra)

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*It’s a new day
*but it all feels old
*It’s a good life
*thats wat im told
*but everything
*it all just feels the same
*And my highschool
*if felt more to me
*like a jail cell
*a penitentary
*but time spent there it only made me see

*I dont ever wanna be like you
*i dont wanna do the things you do
*im never gonna hear the words you say

**Chorus:and i dont ever wanna..i dont ever wanna be you
dont wanna be just like you
wat im sayin is
this is the anthem throw all your hands up
you..dont wanna be you

*go to college
*a university
*get a real job
*thats wat they said to me
*but i could never live the way they want
*im gonna get by
*and just do my time
*outta step while
*they all get in line
*im just a minor threat so pay no mind

*do u really wanna be like them
*do u really wanna be another trend
*do u wanna be part of the crowd

**Chorus**

*shake it once thats fine
*shake it twice thats ok
*skake it three times your playin wit urself again

*you…dont wanna be just like you..
*wat im sayin is
*this is the anthem
*throw all ur hands up
*yall got to feel me
*sing if your with me
*you..dont wanna be just like you
*this is the antem
*throw all ur hands up
*yall got to feel me
*sing if ur with me

*another loser anthem
*another loser anthem
*anther loser anthem
*another loser anthem

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The Anthem (Letra)

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-RZA intro from “Airwaves”-
[King Tech]
One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y’all
Brought to you by the WOOOORRRLLLD FAMOUS Wake-Up Show!

[RZA]
Bobby Steels, Staple’ tails, MC’s get your lips stapled
Project Killa Hill is stamped on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue-twist, piercin holes in you
You can’t escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
One stopped, parks pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!

[Tech N9NE]
When I Woke-Up, I got the mic and never chocked up
Busted a verse and all the G’s in Cali loc’ed up when I was summoned
Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin
Look around, your town is crumblin
This Big Tech from the midwest, leavin MC’s lipless
On The Wake-Up Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you can’t fuck wit the sniper
Your flow’s premature, clean your dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, alpha-schizo
Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain’t nobody tighter
Sway & Tech heard me flow and its sealed
Now I got Swedish women yelling “Tech N9NE’s filled”

[Eminem]
This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit Withe-out
Cuz y’all can’t see me like Mase’s eyebrows (where you at?)
Climped out of a nice house, 
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
“Hey that’s my couch, bitch!”
Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
While I’m rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes worse than flippin a convertible
Nose first wit the top off landin upside-down
You’re tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I’d rather just hump a slut’s leg wit my nuts shaved
And Sway & Tech, two disk jokeys 
Breakin so many friggin needles I wonder if they inject

[Xzibit]
Lo and behold, better than platinum or gold
Yes God bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, locked loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that’s never gon’ fold
Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas Tech & Sway so you can Wake-Up
The X-man, catch me doin drills in the Danger Room
Big game hunting, from high-noon to the full moon

[Pharoahe Monch]
Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline rush
From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assualts in small interims
As horrid as Borris Kolaf was
When I cut your neck, leave a little piece of flesh
So the head won’t fall off, hauled-off
Sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked
Why did he have to die like cast metal?
O, huh, C now like Omar Credle
We pone pedal at a high resolution 
On the Wake-Up Show wit Sway, Tech and DJ Revolution

[Kool G Rap]
I sway the tech wit the Tech and Sway
Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who over debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board like checker play
When I blaze your whole sect’ arrays
Wake-Up Show for those slept away
Niggas that the trey, hit the deck and pray
DJ Revolution, spinnin like lead from out the heck-AK
Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit bloody decora’
Until the head of jake investigate

[Jayo Felony]
What? Sway can give it to you, but Whatcha Gon’ Do wit it
Tech can give it to you, but Whatcha Gon’ Do?
Rev can give it to you, but Whatcha Gon’ Do wit it
I can give it to you, Wha Wha Wha What What!

[Chino XL]
Yo yo Chino makes the world go ‘round
Fuckin up entire record companies like Harrel did to Motown
Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
What flow will I destroy wit this time, the most commonest thought
The drama that’s brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry
For instance, there’s nothing in existence that can survive wit me
Clone me like sheep, I clean house like Tony Rand-all
Wit style filed for sexual harrassment like Tisha Camp-bell
You’re wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin murder your young style like JonBenet Ramsey
Now who the master to beg? Your demo gets passed on the reg’
You shouldn’t have been signed if you had a Withe cast on your leg
I’m Wake-Up Show reppin wit Sway & Tech
My tec’s like Tekken, the industry weapon
I’m Chino X, bring KRS in

[KRS-One]
De de de de de de da di day, KRS-One comin wit the Tech & Sway
Yo, I rock up the littlest set, and on the biggest set
As ill as it gets I still manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But I’m willin to bet, on a Sway & a Tech
They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, they gainin respect
Nevertheless I WRECK YOU, now you know what Sway & Tech do
I’ll be back but for now just sackle!
FRESH, FOR NINETY-NINE YOU SUCKAS!!!

The Anthem (Letra)

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Artist: sway & tech w/ dj revolution (the wake up show) f/ chino xl,
Eminem, jayo felony, kool g rap, krs-one, pharoahe monch,
Rza, techn9ne, and xzibit

[king tech]
One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y’all
Brought to you by the woooorrrllld famous wake-up show!

[rza]
Bobby steels, staple’ tails, mc’s get your lips stapled
Project killa hill is stamped on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue-twist, piercin holes in you
You can’t escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
One stopped, parks pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an m-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up!

[tech n9ne]
When i woke-up, i got the mic and never chocked up
Busted a verse and all the g’s in cali loc’ed up when i was summoned
Styles were mixed like the drummonds, killer clown is comin
Look around, your town is crumblin
This big tech from the midwest, leavin mc’s lipless
On the wake-up show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cipher? potna, you can’t fuck wit the sniper
Your flow’s premature, clean your dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, alpha-schizo
Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain’t nobody tighter
Sway & tech heard me flow and its sealed
Now i got swedish women yelling "tech n9ne’s filled"

[eminem]
This place is my house, i might as well erase my face wit white-out
Cuz y’all can’t see me like mase’s eyebrows (where you at?)
Climped out of a nice house,
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
"hey that’s my couch, bitch!"
Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
While i’m rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes worse than flippin a convertible
Nose first wit the top off landin upside-down
You’re tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I’d rather just hump a slut’s leg wit my nuts shaved
And sway & tech, two disk jokeys
Breakin so many friggin needles i wonder if they inject

[xzibit]
Lo and behold, better than platinum or gold
Yes god bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, locked loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that’s never gon’ fold
Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas tech & sway so you can wake-up
The x-man, catch me doin drills in the danger room
Big game hunting, from high-noon to the full moon

[pharoahe monch]
Wit synonyms, i get an adrenaline rush
From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assualts in small interims
As horrid as borris kolaf was
When i cut your neck, leave a little piece of flesh
So the head won’t fall off, hauled-off
Sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked
Why did he have to die like cast metal?
O, huh, c now like omar credle
We pone pedal at a high resolution
On the wake-up show wit sway, tech and dj revolution

*dj revolution scratches*

[kool g rap]
I sway the tech wit the tech and sway
Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who over debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board like checker play
When i blaze your whole sect’ arrays
Wake-up show for those slept away
Niggas that the trey, hit the deck and pray
Dj revolution, spinnin like lead from out the heck-ak
Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit bloody decora’
Until the head of jake investigate

[jayo felony]
What? sway can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do wit it
Tech can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do?
Rev can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do wit it
I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what!

[chino xl]
Yo yo chino makes the world go ‘round
Fuckin up entire record companies like harrel did to motown
Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
What flow will i destroy wit this time, the most commonest thought
The drama that’s brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry
For instance, there’s nothing in existence that can survive wit me
Clone me like sheep, i clean house like tony rand-all
Wit style filed for sexual harrassment like tisha camp-bell
You’re wack like will smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin murder your young style like jonbenet ramsey
Now who the master to beg? your demo gets passed on the reg’
You shouldn’t have been signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I’m wake-up show reppin wit sway & tech
My tec’s like tekken, the industry weapon
I’m chino x, bring krs in

[krs-one]
De de de de de de da di day, krs-one comin wit the tech & sway
Yo, i rock up the littlest set, and on the biggest set
As ill as it gets i still manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But i’m willin to bet, on a sway & a tech
They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, they gainin respect
Nevertheless i wreck you, now you know what sway & tech do
I’ll be back but for now just sackle!
Fresh, for ninety-nine you suckas!!!

The Anthem (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s a new day, but it all feels old
It’s a good life, that’s what I’m told
But everything, it all just feels the same

And my high school, it felt more to me
Like a jail cell, a penitentiary
My time spent there only made me see

That I don’t ever wanna be like you
I don’t wanna do the things you do
I’m never gonna hear the words you say
‘Cause I don’t ever wanna, I don’t ever wanna be

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don’t wanna be you

"Go to college, a university, get a real job,"
That’s what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I’m gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line
I’m just a minor threat so pay no mind

Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their crowd?
‘Cause I don’t ever wanna, no I don’t ever wanna be

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don’t wanna be you

Shake it once, that’s fine
Shake it twice, that’s okay
Shake it three times, you’re playing with yourself again

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up,
Y’all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me,
you, don’t wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem throw all your hands up,
y’all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)

The Anthem (Letra)

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It’s a new day, but it all feels old
It’s a good life, that’s what I’m told
But everything, it all just feels the same

And my high school, it felt more to me
Like a jail cell, a penitentiary
My time spent there, it only made me see

That I don’t ever wanna be like you
I don’t wanna do the things you do
I’m never gonna hear the words you say
‘Cause I don’t ever wanna, I don’t ever wanna be

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don’t wanna be you

“Go to college, a university, get a real job,”
That’s what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I’m gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line
I’m just a minor threat so pay no mind

Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their crowd?
‘Cause I don’t ever wanna, no I don’t ever wanna be

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don’t wanna be you

Shake it once, that’s fine
Shake it twice, that’s okay
Shake it three times, you’re playing with yourself again

You…don’t wanna be just like you
What I’m sayin’ is this is the anthem throw all your hands up,
Y’all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me, you, don’t wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem throw all your hands up, y’all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
>Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)

The Anthem (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

-rza intro from "airwaves"-

[king tech]
One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y’all
Brought to you by the wooorrrlld famous wake up show

[rza]
Bobby steels, staple’ tails, mc’s get your lips stapled
Project killa hill is stamped on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue twist piercin holes in you
You can’t escape seventy-thousand kilowatts blast through yo’ box
Walk wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
One stopped, parks, pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an m-80 in ya face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up! (tech is on)

[tech n9ne]
When i woke up, i grabbed the mic and never choked up
Busted a verse and all the g’s in cali loc’ed up when i was summoned
Styles were mixed like the drummonds
Killer clown is comin lookin around your town is crumblin
This big tech from the midwest, leavin mc’s litless
On the wake up show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cypher? potna, you can’t *fuck* wit the snyper
Your flow’s premature, clean your dirty diaper
Mic heister, psycho alpha-schizo
Hypno, chryo gat flow, guru and ain’t nobody tighter
Sway & tech heard me flow and it’s sealed
Now i got swedish women yellin "tech n9ne svelte!"

[eminem]
This place is my house, i might as well erase my face wit white out
Cuz y’all can’t see me like mase’s eyebrows (where you at?)
Climbed out of a nice house
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
"hey that’s my couch! (bitch!)"
Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
While i’m rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes worse than a convertible flippin verticle
Nose-first wit the top off landin up-side down
You’re tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I’d rather just hump a slut’s leg wit my nuts shaved
And sway & tech, two disk jockeys
Breakin so many friggin needles i wonder if they inject

[xzibit]
Lo and behold, better than platinum and gold
Yes god bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, lock loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that’s never gon’ fold
Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas tech & sway so you can wake up
The x-man, catch me doin drills in the danger room
Big game huntin from high noon till the full moon

[pharoahe monch]
Wit synonyms, i get an adrenaline rush
From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assaults in small interims
As horrid as boris korloff was
When i cut ya neck, leave a little piece of skin so the head won’t fall off
Hauled-off, sawed off shotgun blast
He asked, why did he have to die like cast metal?
O, huh, c now like omar credle
We pone pedal at a high resolution
On the wake up show wit sway, tech and dj revolution

*dj revolution scratches*

[kool g rap]
I sway the tec wit the tech and sway
Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who over debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board like checker play
When i blaze your whole sect’ arrays
Wake up show for those who slept away
Niggas that met the trey, hit the deck and pray
Dj revolution, spinnin like lead from out the head decay
Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit blood redecorate
Until the head of jake investigate

[jayo felony]
What, sway can give it to but whatcha gon’ do wit it
Tech can give it to you but whatcha gon’ do?
Rev can give it to you but whatcha gon’ do wit it
I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what!

[chino xl]
Yo yo, chino make the world go ‘round
Fuckin up entire record companies like harrell did to motown
Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
Which flow will i destroy you wit this time, the most commonest thought
The drama that’s brought, caught us in the midst of a sibling rivalry
For instance, there is nothing born in existence that can survive wit me
Clone me like sheep, i clean house like tony randall
My style foul/file, for sexual harrassment like tisha campbell
You wack like will smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin murder your young style like jon benet ramsey
Now who the master to beg, your demo get passed on the reg’
You shouldn’t have been signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I’m wake up show reppin, wit sway & tech
My tec’s like tekken, the industry weapon
I’m chino x, bring krs in

[krs-one]
De de de da de de de da di day hey! krs-one comin wit the tech & sway
Yo, i rock up on the littlest set and up on the biggest set
As ill as it gets i still manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be, willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But i’m willin to bet, on a sway and a tech
They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, they gainin respect
Nevertheless i wreck you, now you know what sway and tech do
I’ll be back but for now just sackle!!!
Ha ha ha, fresh for 1999 you suckas!!!

The Anthem (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus:

If you’re not flipping cuts like dj romes
Well then you’re not representing with the lp
If you’re not dropping tracks like madlib
Well then you’re not representing with the lp
Well if you’re not kicking styles like wild child
When then you’re not representing with the lp
But if you’re not supporting hardcore hip hop
Well then you’re not a real hip hop mc

[wild child]
If you’re not in tune to this total bliss
Now a days a lot of rappers i like to diss
Cuz yo, all up in your songs you be talkin’ bout your glocks (what?)
But then you change cuz you can’t be the same around the clock
You be actin’ like a amazon when the camera’s on
But when the camera’s off, you be actin’ soft
Cuz you be in that mental state, thinking that ya great
But everywhere around the gates people saying that ya fake
Like dropping out of weight while you’re trying to have your cake
But ya jams ain’t got no weight and many niggas won’t debate
(hey, how we do?) we keep it hot like benihana (word)
With no drama, while you try to bite like a piranha
I’ll make you wanna…

[madlib]
…bounce, bounce when you come to see the pack
I’mma carbonate ya flow cuz yo’ style be sounding flat
Jack a.k.a. constructor of a rhyme on a track
Conducted by madlib invade ya face like blah
Bring it back as i rock it slow, with my lip socket lyrics,
Scratch as i rock a show with simultaneous functions we create
Cuz we’re the sure shot
The flow got you all hypnotized but if you’re not…

(chorus)

[wild child]
Yo, wild child straight rearranging on ya drums
Ya niggas from the slums step up ya wanna hum
As i take ya ass way back when blacks was like chilling
(to late for that now) why? (brothers mad killing)
Yo, i live in hip hop day to day because i feel it
Can’t understand wack mc’s out there, they try and kill it
I’ll steal it, take it home, package it and seal it
Bring it out on a daily basis and fry it on a skillet
Question: will it, will it last forever?
Can’t compare it to the past…never!
We’re used to touch the mics, uplifting mc’s on the rise
Come with the abstract and then straight up vocalize

[madlib]
Most people now a days talk about representing
They strictly smoking philly’s, acting ill, getting bent and
The ways of the industry’s mad shady tinted (yeah)
Most niggas tripping off the ill joints we invented (right)
Whether you’re in l.a., texas or trenton
Alaska, nebraska, japan you have ta
Know the difference from a fake mc to a real mc
Before you play that loot pack cd

(chorus)