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Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

She cried to the southern wind
About a love that was sure to end
Every dream in her heart was gone
Headin’ for a showdown

Bad dreamer, what’s your name
Looks like we’re ridin’ on the same train
Looks as though there’ll be more pain
There’s gonna be a showdown

And it’s rainin all over the world
It’s raining all over the world
Tonight, the longest night

She came to me like a friend
She blew in on a southern wind
Now my heart is turned to stone again
There’s gonna be a showdown

Save me, oh save me
It’s unreal, the suffering
There’s gonna be a showdown

And it’s rainin all over the world
It’s raining all over the world
Tonight the longest night

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Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Johnny cool was the king
The leader of the boot boys
He’d never cause no trouble
In a rumble make some noise

He heard about some chick
And they she like to rock
He said "come here honey"
"let me see you lift up your frock"

There’s gonna be a showdown

Miss lucy was a chick
He knew she like to ball
He said "come on lucy"
"it doesn’t matter to me at all"

But miss lucy got a fella
With a flick knife in his hand
Johnny cool pulls a shotgun
The man is in command

There’s gonna be a showdown

King cool
King kong
King king
With all the kings

King of hearts he’s a lover
King of spades he’s a brother
King of clubs makes a dollar
King of diamonds the wedding ring

There’s gonna be a showdown

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[verse 1]
Knock, knock, who dat, sister from the hilltop
Wicked, wicked flows, make a nigga grill drop
Caramel complexion, feldsburg section
Ready for whatever ‘case i’m dealin with some next shit
Rhymin type scenario, niggas only fell
Stay dipped with nike airs, oakleys, and pony tails
Fuckin up some pizza, overcharge my visa
Million dollar videos, crushin with my tiza
Tell them motherfuckers, i’m tight like ebeneezer
Scrooge, still look good without ruge
My lipstick, lil misfit, quick to dish shit
Little bit conceited, whole lot consistent
Money, money, money, how we blaze
Splittin shit three ways with me, zee and pace
Got bitchasses that think i sound like a dude
Flip rhymes so quick you might think i’m test tube

Hook:
In the showdown, how it go down
Get the flow down, watch it go down
How it go down, in the showdown
Gettin closed down, watch em go down
In the showdown, how it go down
Put your dough down, watch it go down

[verse 2]
I’m representin bitches ‘round the way
We runnin up his box and we aint gon have to pay
I’m runnin with my mens, i rock a pair of timbs
With rhymin on the brain like scarves and hairpins
I’m tryin to see a black benz with my back end
House on the hill with my publishin deal
Shows pay the bills, make it all connect
And do some corporate type shit, with my royalty check
Now what comes next, grab myself a bex
After sex, i tune in to funkmaster flex
Then i pop up at stretch, freestyle to death
And give a shout out to my mens like i was d-m-x
Spit rock type, hot like, jazz or funk now
Throw a spoken word or we turn into a hoedown
Tell me now cuz that’s how i ball
‘bout a hundred rhymin niggas up in the u-haul

Hook

[verse 3]
Peace to all my peoples in mission
Peace to peoples with they license suspended
Peace goes out to all my hoodrat chicks
Who aint tryin to hear shit but nicks and fat dicks
What, i rock hoods and i be good like foxy
Then hit the sushi bars eatin akros with saki
I’m smokin damn good and chokey black
Niggas know the pokey fat, now all my ex-boyfriends want me back
I rip shows, and sip tequila rose
And always be around like i was afros
Y’all motherfuckers crazy, can never outblaze me
Risin to the top cuz that’s how momma raised me
Now that the message is embedded
The r-a, d-i, g-g, a gon set it
Hold up baby cuz that’s when you lost
Whole prop is our respect don’t get caught up in the cross

Hook

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Run around downtown, cliques throw down in the mix
Clowns and infinite showdowns
Battle grounds all break downs; world’s upside down
Making wicked smiles wicked frowns, we get down
With our own gangster sound
Static kingdoms break you and your manhood shallow
With shanks of venom metal
Rattle fuckin?snakes i’m as high as the stakes
Quarter ounce of weed to the head no breaks home wait
Street wars we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is gonna get them and you

Out of frictions comes static causing mad panic
On the streets, the dramatic battles increase
We see more wars, less peace, we’re even fighting police
Resulting, they’re biggest enemies
Lifestyles of the criminal be wild
You wanna see more action, hold up wait a while
Fist crash giants clash
Putting on the face of the devil mask doing brain bash

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down

Watch out, look out, look out, watch out
For the showdown, you better slow down
Give me fifty feet or better
Keep your eye on the barrel of the beretta
The lead comin?to wet’cha
Spread your body parts all over the continent
I’m a dominant mothafucka, but you’re the opposite
Turn around put your hands on the side
Are you aligned by the sunshine on your gun
The outcome: you’re just another one soul
Flyin?into the heavens hit by the ?7
Ass end scrapping, illuminating the whole block
They all flock in anticipation
You’re getting rolled by the dayton
Now i see your hand shaking
You want our of this situation

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down

Images of war weapons the psycho presence
Blood wettens, stains the curb where you’re steppin?deadly ground’s the home of all showdowns
Come into my kingdom , sirens rattle eardrums
It ain’t one on one no more, it?gun on gun
Bullets take the place of fists so what’s the outcome
Crazy wars, severe scars
If you’re just like me, you’re defending what’s yours
Taking no loss

We’re heavy duty like tanks
This is my two chrome shanks
Criminal styles point blank
You think my music is crazy like tony montana
Fumando marijuana con santana tomorrow
I might not be alive, so i wanna bring all the enemy’s sorrow
I rock the block with the music maniac
Tar back locos seekin?that warpath
Why don’t punks be legit, they ell bring havoc in their head
A psycho one will shoot them dead
That’s the fundamental to a fucked up mental
Now you got a gun, your life’s a psycho realm
My strategy assault battery
Runnin?through your neighborhood in cliques of three
Smokin?in the battlegrounds on wild streets
And wild showdowns, enemy take a look around

Course:
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down
Look out for the showdown
Crazy in the head locos ‘bout to throw down

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

We spoke our minds too clearly.
We assumed fundamental rights were inherent
Not as pawns but humyns.
I do not require a gauge for freedom of speech
Cuz i never asked to be a citizen.
I never have and never will pledge allegiance.
Waking up each morning with confusion in my eyes.
The wind is biting through to wave "hello".
Seeing my reflection, an exterior of lies.
I hope this shaky feeling doesn’t show.
As if i had to tell you there was little left to say.
Stilted conversations colored blue.
You were sitting down and you got up to walk away.
I tried to stay but i was right behind you.
Tension in the stair, i cannot bear so close to helpless
As this song i sing. inside me ring.
Final words are boring, never touch,
I know you whispered something in my ear.
I couldn’t hear you.
Girls with the greenest eyes. the first time you have kissed.
Our quiet softest sighs.
A song for all of those who shot and missed.
Welcomed to this world, imputed identity.
Born, tagged, tattooed, pacified.
Generously bestowed my rights and privileges replete.
Arbitrary values ascribed.
There’s nothing i can tell you. there’s nothing i can say.
Stunted conversation, censored thought.
I’m completely free, at liberty, guaranteed
Unless of course you decide i’m not.
But i’ll not be resigned to, fall in line behind you.
Tension in the air i cannot bear
So what the fuck am i accomplishing? absolutely nothing.
All these words are boring, it’s time for action.
But you’ve taught me to be a pawn.
It won’t last for long.
Those who see through the lies are quickly gagged and bound.
Ambition realized, tear the whole fucking thing down.

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

They walk with their arms away from their sides
Cause it’s all in the timing
Who wins the fight
All around them the signs are clear
It’s gone too far
Now the showdown is here
Showdown is here

Hungry dogs follow
And the vultures lead
Self-preservation
The original greed
But there’s too much fire
For the perfect match
Now it’s just a matter of the first attack

Which one is right
That’s no longer clear
Anger has no light
When it’s covered with fear
Never turn your back
That’s always when you’re caught
You’re a dead man on the rack
‘cause you’re just too proud to stop

Absolute quiet is the final warning – showdown
Six minutes and the war is roaring -showdown
The voice of reason was buried this morning -showdown
Decision for death is the final story -showdown

We used to love it when they came on the scream
The good guys strong
And the bad guys mean
But the story has changed
Now the ending’s insane
The audience dies
In the final frame
It’s the final game

Now both sides are gone
No funerals
No priests
No crowds singing songs
No heroes in the streets
Both sides were wrong
Just too stubborn to teach
And it was just too long
Before enough people had the courage to speak
And say

No showdown
No showdown
No showdown

They walk with their arms away from their sides
Will the ones who are left
Still say they are right?

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

She cried to the southern wind
About a love that was sure to end
Every dream in her heart was gone
Headin’ for a showdown

Bad dreamer, what’s your name
Looks like we’re ridin’ on the same train
Looks as through there’ll be more pain
There’s gonna be a showdown

And it’s rainin’ all over the world
It’s raining all over the world
Tonight, the longest night

She came to me like a friend
She blew in on a southern wind
Now my heart is turned to stone again
There’s gonna be a showdown

Save me, oh save me
It’s unreal, the suffering
There’s gonna be a showdown

And it’s rainin’ all over the world
It’s raining all over the world
Tonight, the longest night

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Tom johnston

I never in my life met a girl so low
Sneakin’ out the back door of my house below
The fog is creepin’ in and the moon is full
I do believe she find what she’s lookin’ for
And you know there’s gonna be

Showdown
You better get ready
Showdown
I’m gonna shoot for the heart
Showdown
Put your cards on the table
We’re heading for the showdown tonight

That little girl treat me so mean
Wicked like the devil in tight blue jeans
Here i sit with my head hung low
Waiting for the woman come through that door

Showdown
You better get ready
Showdown
I’m gonna shoot for the heart
Showdown
Put your cards on the table
We’re heading for the showdown tonight

It won’t be easy
Showdown
I said it won’t be nice
Showdown
So you better get ready
Get ready for the showdown

Easy come and easy go
It used to work for me
But not any more
If she wants to spend her time with me
She better know what lovin’s for

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Yeah
Sometimes i just gotta have fun
Just something a girl’s gotta do

Oh
Never thought I’d see you like this
You’re looking good when you’re half dressed
Just let me give you one last test
Is that sin?(no, no, noo)
Am I too hot for you though?
Did you check out my video?
There’s some things you don’t know
Like this

I dare you to stand in my way
Just give in
When you are ready to play
uh- Like this

CHORUS
Here comes the showdown
What goes around comes around
And the crowd’s all waiting
Oh…coz if we can break up
Then we can make up
Shake my booty all night
Here comes the showdown

oh…
I don’t really wanna be a tease
But would you undo my zipper please?
Uh-uh please don’t talk
Listen
I’ll let you touch me if you want
I’ll see your body rise, rise
And when you come don’t get too hot
Butterfly

I dare you to stand in my way
Just give in
When you are ready to play
uh-Like this

CHORUS
Here comes the showdown
What goes around comes around
And the crowd’s all waiting
Oh…coz if we can break up
Then we can make up
Shake my booty all night
Here comes the showdown

Forget the tension when we fight
We’ll make it up, turn down the lights
It’s just a lovers’ game we play
Yeah-eh-eh
After the screaming’s at an end
Why don’t we do it all again?
That’s when the fun really begins
Oh-woah

CHORUS
Here comes the showdown
What goes around comes around
And the crowd’s all waiting
oh…coz if we can break up
Then we can make up
Shake my booty all night
why don’t you..
yeah
yeah
yeah
Here comes the showdown
oh…
Here comes the showdown
oh goes around comes around
And the crowd’s all waiting
oh…
Here comes the showdown
oh

Showdown (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s gonna happen
Before too long
It’s gettin’ hard to tell
Who’s right and who’s wrong
I can see it comin’
So i gotta be strong

There’s gonna be a showdown
There’s gonna be
Changes in this town
We’re gonna see a showdown

A time’s gonna come
In the future when
A whole lotta people
Gonna think again
We’re gonna keep right on
Till you break and then

Do you want to be out of touch
Only you can decide
For something different
You’re out of luck
¡®cause on we will ride
On we’re gonna ride
Ride on, oh, ride on
Come on

The music explodes
Like a gun in your hand
We’re gonna give you more
Than your head can stand
Then we’ll sit down
And talk man to man

There’s gonna be a showdown
We’re gonna see
Changes in this town
We’re gonna see a showdown
Showdown …

Showdown (Letra)

Asia

Asia

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Showdown

There you go
Heading for a showdown
I don’t know
Some things never change
Do you feel it
Is it more real
Now the scenery’s new
Does the same old view remain
My mistake I left it too late
Now your vision’s gone
But your weakness leaves me strong
You know it leaves me strong

CHORUS
We are all biding time till we get a sign
You Know
We are all
Weak in strength
Got no defence without the Lord
Take control
Don’t let old nich get a hold of soul no
Just say nice try
But I just don’t trust the look in your eye

First glance
Could have been a good chance
I’m not sure cos I’ve had this thrill before
Take a look take a leaf out of my book
My mistake I left it too late
Now your vision’s gone
But your weakness leaves me strong
You know it leaves me strong

Jane
http://www.janemusic.info