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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

nation to nation
all the world
must get togather
face the problems
that we see
then maybe somehow we can
work it out
I asked my neighbor
for a favor
she said later
what has come of
all the people
have we lost love
of what it’s about

I have to find my peace cuz
no one seems to let me be
false prophets cry of doom
what are the possibilities
i told my brother
there’ll be problems,
times and tears for fears,
but we must live each day
like it’s the last

chorus:
go with it
go with it
jam
it ain’t too much stuff
it ain’t too much
it ain’t too much for me to
jam
it ain’t too much stuff
it ain’t
don’t you
it ain’t too much for me to

the world keeps changing
rearranging minda
and thoughts
pridictions fly of doom
the baby boom
has come of age
we’ll work it out
I told my brother
don’t you ask me
for no favors
I’m conditioned by
the system
don’t you preach to me
don’t scream and shout

she pray to God, to Buddha
the she sings a
talmud song
confusions contradict
the self
do we know right
from wrong
I just want you to
recognize me
I’m the temple
you can’t hurt me
I found peace
within myself

(chorus)

jam jam
here comes the man
hot damn
the big boy stands
movin’ up ahand
makin’ funky tracks
with my man
Michael Jackson
smoothe criminal
that’s the man
Mike’s to relaxed
mingle mingle jingle
in the jungle
bum rushed the door
3 and 4’s in a bundle
execute the plan
first i cooled like a fan
got with Janet
then with guy
now with Michael
cause it ain’t too hard to…

(chorus 4x)

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Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(girls talking on phone)

Q-tip:
It was friday afternoon in the middle of june
Heineken bottle caps and the aroma of boom
Around the time everybody had just got home from class
Shootin dice, talkin shit, hopin the cash would last
Yo, this was around the time when i didn’t know no better
Juney moved around in a tinted out jetta

Phife:
Then he introduced me to that hydro smoke
Then i took one toke, yo, i almost choked
See i never smoked before and my nerves got shot
Then he told me about the party at the spot jam rock
It was guaranteed on but i said "son, chill"
There’s a joint around the way that’s supposed to be real
Word

Q-tip:
He said we got no js, so we gonna do it right
Hit your man’s joint first, then jam rock at one night
Then i said "aight", then i jumped inside the jetty
Let me take a shower, i’m sweaty, and then i’ll be ready
Tonight is the night i get my groove on steady
And get my drink on with that ford named betty
I went upstairs to get fly, broke my tie
On some liquor, to meet my high quicker
Now, i’m tight, them know, the party is the m.o.
Me and my crew, we get it started like a demo
Eleven in the evenin, i’m feelin like a heathen
This thing is goin down and i highly doubt i’m leavin
Booty cheeks start to motion and the kids is drinkin potion
Word is bond, that black moon joint got me open
(don’t front)

Consequence:
A yo, the dj put this short groove on
The good shit that makes a kid lose his drink
Blendin risin to the top and got these shorties hoppin
Nuthin but coppin, ain’t no stoppin me now
Yo, i’m bound to win until that thing kicked in
The alazay had me drunk, i don’t know where to begin(echoed)

Phife:
Not i’m feelin kinda jaded, wildly coherent
Me and the fellas acted very irreverent
Butt grabbin, mad laughin and assin

Consequence:
When that chick caught up, the shorty lookin fed up
They say you drug one with this one, gibbin with that one

Q-tip:
A yo, i’m just doin my thing, yo i’m just havin fun
You don’t see me in here wylin pullin out no gun
Yo, i see some of that thing girl and i want some
So let’s step inside this corner so that we can rap on
Over this bumpin ass song and some dom perignon

Phife;
I hit ya with the good lovin plus fillet mignon
(yeah, yeah scrammy scrams, yo, that’s that same old song)
(a yo, tell me why the hell your breath smells so strong)

Consequence;
Yo, put some brakes on your yappin or you won’t live long
(please nigga, push on)
Alright scrams, see you later (scrams)
Can’t mess with these street sharks or these alligators

Phife:
I can’t take it no more, yo it’s damn near four
I’ve been partyin and drinkin since i came out my door

Q-tip (consequence)
Look at these kids about to mix it, damn, where’s the exit?
(son, jetted to the ride and got the burner out the lexus)
Yo, he cocked his joint back like he’s about to let him have it
(kid, i kept it movin like the energizer rabbit)
A yo yo, it’s time to skate, ain’t no time to contemplate
(all: whoops, looka there, there’s jake)

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

A bailar
muevete ya
gira la cabeza
brinca para atras
a bailar
vuelve a girar
vete para abajo
y vuelves a empezar

Abran pista que esto ya arranco
todos juntos empecemos a bailar
salten al compas de la cancion
al ambiente se calienta un poco mas

No lo dudes el momento es hoy
que la musica no para de sonar
vibra al ritmo de tu corazon
el ambiente ya esta a punto de estallar

A bailar…

A bailar…

A bailar
come on everybody now
a bailar
come on everybody yeah
A bailar
come on everybody now
a bailar
come on everybody yeah

No lo dudes el momento es hoy
que la musica no para de sonar
vibra al ritmo de tu corazon
que la gente no termine de gozar

A bailar…

A bailar…

A bailar
come on everybody now…

A bailar…

A bailar…

A bailar
come on everybody now
a bailar
come on everybody yeah

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

One more time he says good-night
Turns out the door and off the light
Cursing low as if she didn’t know
One more time he’d comfort her
As if a word could break through her
She’s so quiet and he’s sick of it

Too long, too late this time
Too far, too great in my mind

One more time a run-around
Nothing meant by anyone
Fine with them, such a quite din
Says he wants to leave a while
She just sits and tries to smile
"that’s ok, it was boring anyway"

Too long, too late this time
Too far, too great in my mind

Says she needs a worshiper
Someone who’ll do anything at all for her
Wishful thinker
He don’t need this schizo bull
Each one misses by so far
They don’t see it come, but who ever does…

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

One more time he says good-night
Turns out the door and off the light
Cursing low as if she didn’t know
One more time he’d comfort her
As if a word could break through her
She’s so quiet and he’s sick of it

Too long, too late this time
Too far, too great in my mind

One more time a run-around
Nothing meant by anyone
Fine with them, such a quite din
Says he wants to leave a while
She just sits and tries to smile
"that’s ok, it was boring anyway"

Too long, too late this time
Too far, too great in my mind

Says she needs a worshiper
Someone who’ll do anything at all for her
Wishful thinker
He don’t need this schizo bull
Each one misses by so far
They don’t see it come, but who ever does…

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Starting over
To feel the way i do
A sudden stranger
To everything i knew
All the years together
Now the days we are apart
New experiences
New sensation for the heart

But you know that you will go back
Where you used to

Jam
Got to get some jam
Jam
Got to get some

To be alone was frightening
But i knew i had to stay
‘til all the dreamers came
To take my loneliness away

But you know that you will go back
Where you used to

Jam
Got to get some jam
Jam
You’ve got to get some

If all our life is dancing
Then let’s just let the music play
What good is crying?
I’m going to jam my life away

But you know that you will go back
Where you used to
Jam
Where you used to

Jam
Jam
Jam
Jam

Starting over
To feel the way i do
A sudden stranger
To everything i knew

But you know that you will go back
Where you used to
But you know that you will go back
Where you used to

Jam
Got to get some jam

Jam
Got to get some

Jam
Got to get some jam
Jam
Got to get some

Jam
Jam
Jam
Jam

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Nation to nation
All the world must come together
Face the problems that we see
Then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor
She said later
What has come of all the people
Have we lost love of what it’s about

I have to find my peace
‘Cause no one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities
I told my brother there’ll be problems
Times and tears for fears
But we must live each day like it’s the last
Go with it, go with it

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

The world keeps changing
Rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age we’ll work it out
I told my brother
Don’t you ask me for no favors
I’m conditioned by the system
Don’t you talk to me, don’t scream and shout

She pray to God, to Buddha
Then she sings a Talmud song
Confusions contradict the self
Do we know right from wrong
I just want you to recognize me
I’m the temple you can’t hurt me
I found peace within myself
Go with it, go with it

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t to much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

[Rap Performed By Heavy D]
Jam, jam
Here comes the man, hot damn
The big boy stands movin’ up a hand
Makin’ funky tracks with my man
Michael Jackson, Smooth criminal, that’s the man
Mike’s so relaxed
Mingle mingle jingle in the jungle
Bum rushed the door 3 and 4’s in a bundle
Execute the plan first I cooled like a fan
Got with Janet then with guy now with Michael
‘Cause it ain’t hard to…

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t stop
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

It ain’t too hard for me to jam [9x]

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

Get on it
Get on it
Give it baby
Give it to me
Come on
You really give it too me
Got to give it
You just want to give it

Jam (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Nation to nation
All the world must come together
Face the problems that we see
Then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor
She said later
What has come of all the people
Have we lost love of what it’s about

I have to find my peace
‘Cause no one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities
I told my brother there’ll be problems
Times and tears for fears
But we must live each day like it’s the last
Go with it, go with it

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

The world keeps changing
Rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age we’ll work it out
I told my brother
Don’t you ask me for no favors
I’m conditioned by the system
Don’t you talk to me, don’t scream and shout

She pray to God, to Buddha
Then she sings a Talmud song
Confusions contradict the self
Do we know right from wrong
I just want you to recognize me
I’m the temple you can’t hurt me
I found peace within myself
Go with it, go with it

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t to much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

[Rap Performed By Heavy D]
Jam, jam
Here comes the man, hot damn
The big boy stands movin’ up a hand
Makin’ funky tracks with my man
Michael Jackson, Smooth criminal, that’s the man
Mike’s so relaxed
Mingle mingle jingle in the jungle
Bum rushed the door 3 and 4’s in a bundle
Execute the plan first I cooled like a fan
Got with Janet then with guy now with Michael
‘Cause it ain’t hard to…

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t stop
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

It ain’t too hard for me to jam [9x]

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to

Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t, don’t you
It ain’t too much for me

Get on it
Get on it
Give it baby
Give it to me
Come on
You really give it too me
Got to give it
You just want to give it