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Ricochet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

After the demise of our beloved leader
Everybody knew that something had to give
Cassandra she told me
But no-one would believe her
I wish i had helped her more than i did
We tried to overcome the threat of the monster
We tried to kneel down and call up the beast
Maria she told me
That her kid had just appeared one day
I just can’t tell who i adore the least

The rivers run astray
Ricochet
Night feels just like day
Ricochet
And everybody just walk away

In one side of my mind resides a controller
In one side of my mind revolves a/the relief
And one pain in my brain remains unchanged
I say you cannot explain the grief
Once in a while when the wind has slowed down
Me and the girls visit struggle town
There’s a shop down there
Selling skulls (spells/stones) and powder
But/we don’t ask any questions about her/it

You can’t be a lover if you want to keep on using
What are you using that’s stronger than the love
Sometimes i’m knocked out by the damage that you’re doing
Knocked out, locked out, push comes to shove
Listen to the wind tearing at the windows
Watching how the white moon melts into the cloud
Important little tyrants, impotent little pharaohs
Men/man of sorrows lost into the crowd

The rivers run astray
Ricochet
Night feels just like day
Ricochet
Everybody walk away

So if the ladies ask you over to play
Just beware of the ricochet

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Ricochet (Letra)

Fear Factory

Fear Factory

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the scythe
Ricochet – ricochet
The world is on a corner waiting for jobs
Ricochet – ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten

March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Men wait for news while thousands are still asleep
Dreaming of tramlines factories pieces of machinery
Mine shafts things like that
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet – it’s not the end of the world

Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet – ricochet
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Teaching life in a violent new way
Ricochet – ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten

March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Early, before the sun, they struggle off to the gates
In their secret fearful places they see their lives
Unravelling before them
March of flowers – march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet it’s not the end of the world

That’s when they get home, damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children to their heaving chests
Making unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be forgotten

Ricochet (Letra)

Oasis

Oasis

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’ve been dragged through the mud
Told i ain’t enough
Done a lot of hard livin’ in a world that’s sometimes cold
I been pitched and taken in
My future’s looking grim
Somehow i disconnected along that road
But try as i may
I can never be the same
This time i’m here to stay
Ricochet

Seen the walking side of death
The eyes that never rest
Been waiting in a line for the call that never comes
But kid, don’t hold your breath
You’re only second best
Ain’t personal just business being done

With a paralysing gaze
I walked onto the stage
Could i really be the outcast coming home
As i turn to look at you
The way you’ve fallen too
I hope i can take it when it goes

Ricochet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
"and it’s okay to laugh about it"
I said, "it’s okay to laugh about it"
Running twice as fast to stay in the same place
Don’t catch my breath to the end of teh day
And i’d rather be shot in the face
Then hear what you’re going to say
One day the wind will come up
And you’ll come up empty again
-and who’ll be laughing then?-
You’ll come up empty again
No reasons-no explainations-so play the violins
It’s always funny until somone gets hurt…
And then it’s just hilarious!
You beat me every time you blink
If only i did not have to think
Think about you crackin’ a smile
Think about you all the while
On the ricochet – it’s going to hit you
It’s always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me – when it misses you

Ricochet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
‘and it’s okay to laugh about it’
I said, ‘it’s okay to laugh about it’

Runnin’ twice as fast to stay in the same place
Don’t catch my breath until the end of the day
And I’d rather be shot in the face
Than hear what you’re going to say

One day the wind will come up
And you’ll come up empty again
– And who’ll be laughing then ? –
You’ll come up empty again

No reason – no explanation – so play the violins
It’s always funny until someone gets hurt…
And then it’s just hilarious !

You beat me every time you blink
If only I did not have to think
Think about you crackin’ a smile
Think about you all the while

On the ricochet – it’s going to hit you
It’s always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me – when it misses you

Ricochet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(instrumental, but for the record, these are the screams)

Yeah! yeah! yeah!
Yeah! yeah!
Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!
Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!

Ricochet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[tash]
Mm.. sing that shit for daddy baby
Pump this motherfucker up.. richochet, ricochet
Richochet (ricochet, ricochet)
Richochet (yo homies, one two yo)

Mmm..
My style is too cold for words, it’s like a bullet gone stray
Ease off, i’m bout to speak and hit the wall and ricochet
I rock the cali way (for sure) i’m only in it to score
Niggaz say i’m owed one, but it’s more like four
Hardcore entrepeneur, strainin like a champ
Rollin out in sixty-three’s, that hop without a ramp
Young tash vamp’ll kick your door in while you’re snorin;
Now where’s that salt you was pourin?
I send the bullet soarin, yo ayy, let you slide? no way
If you a — "why do niggaz shoot?" — ("alright, okay" – mos def)
I gotta buck you down for that shit you was poppin
Now look how rotten the whole situation’s gotten
Tash showed you love you shoulda showed me some back
If they catch me they gon’ stretch me like geronimo pratt
Cause i gotta lay you flat no matter what you say
Homey thought he got away til he caught the ricochet

Richochet..
"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube
Richochet, ricochet..
Ricochet..
.. "called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube
"neighbors called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube

[tash]
I tried to warn you killer, my rap style’ll have you sprung
Like a girl gave you head with a earring in her tongue
Since tash come from less than zero, my splurgin’s urgent
My mouth so foul, you couldn’t wash it with detergent
My likwit niggaz swervin, mergin, like a rally
Rearrangin niggaz grills like the ’99 denali
Where the fuck we at cali? — you motherfuckin right!
I wanna see some action, burn somethin or fight
Cause see it’s tash night tonight, it’s tash night tomorrow
I’m lookin for the hoes that got some sex i could borrow
I’ll gladly pay you back next wednesday the 3rd
(why you laughin at me baby?) that’s my motherfuckin word
(word word word) then it’s words for nerds
Tryin to rap as fly as tash is totally absurd
So everybody duck or catch the a.k. spray
Homey thought he got away til he caught the ricochet

Richochet..
"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube
Ricochet..
Ricochet..
"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube
".. mad sha-sha-shots"

[tash]
Newsflash on the screen, what the fuck does this mean?
It say, "tash is takin over the world, behind the scenes
Just drinkin beers spacin, likwit sweeps the nation
But leave that man alone, cause you know his reptuation"
Brutalize the wicked world, i pump one verse of curse
To beat you down, beat you up, then take your girl or vice versa
You rap too commercial, you just cheat to compete
I done paid a gang of dues, i even kept the receipts
So you owe me homey, these corny niggaz outsold me
So write that blank check to tash, the one and only
The only man standin when it’s time for gunplay
Homey thought he got away til he caught the ricochet

Richochet..
"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube

[tash] ahh it’s too late to duck nigga
Ricochet style, ’99, catashtrophe, bermuda triangle yaknahmsayin?
(ricochet, ricochet) mmmm

"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube

[tash] aiy while i’m in this motherfucker
Let me give a extra drunken monkey shoutout to my peoples
Yaknahmsayin all my peoples from cypress hill
Dmx, big pun, terror squad…

"called the cops, said they heard mad shots" -> notorious b.i.g.
"take that motherfuckers!" -> ice cube

Ricochet (Letra)

Church, The

Church, The

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

* also on "that’s how i’m livin’" ep (japanese release)

(intro)
Yeah,syndicate’s in the house
Yeah,geto boys in the house
Yeah,donald d’s in the house
Yeah,body count’s in the house
Yeah,zulu nation’s in the house
Yeah,ice t’s in the house,yeah

(verse one)

You go on and on and you don’t stop
Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop
Belt and a club,i’m leaving tracks on the white rug
Punk tried to rif and he met double-live slugs
I ain’t the nigger to step to
I’m catching bodies and the next one could be you
Quick on the trigger,yo,i’m a gravedigger
Drop off a a body and deep six’em in the river
A nice talking psychopath
All cops hunt the black male in a skimask
But i’m too damn clever
Will they ever catch me,never
Because i operate in and out of state
Move at a quick rate
And never hesitate to take a chump sucker down
And my h-k it holds 80 rounds
So when you move be careful and don’t play
And watch for the ricochet

Suicide,it’s a suicide,yeah (x8)

(verse two)

So shut up motherfuckers as i laid the ink
When i’m in detroit,niggers fight in mink
When i’m in chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild
When i’m up in oakland
Niggers rolling in huge piles
In atlanta,niggers crash you doors
When i’m in philly,it’s a sold out tour
In l.a.,i max out real hard
When i’m in new york,i bill with the gods
So don’t try to deny me my proper juice
E.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets loose
No static,just much respect
Truck my rolex when i cruise the projects
A fly brother that is hard to figure
I punch hos and i smack up niggers
Because i’m a pimp and a player
Sometimes i bum hip-hop,the other times slayer
You don’t like it
Well stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet

Suicide,it’s a suicide,yeah (x3)

C’mon yeah (x7)

(verse three)

Yo d.,what’s up?,suckers is popping lip
Grab the h-k and the dum-dum clip and spread out
I’m putting punk’s heads out
Doors is shut,there’s no chance to get out
I got the motherfucking side with bi clocks
Raise the auto-loader and let off the buckshot

(sounds of gunfire)

That’s how i like to do work

(gunfire again)

Got guts on my t-shirt
Motherfuckers tried to play the ice
Because i rhyme smooth
And on t.v. act nice
Saw,that’s what you shouldn’t have said
Now i’m so mad i’m busting veins in my forehead
You want to get off,come on let’s rock
But have your safety off,and your shit cocked
Because when i come to get that ass
I’ll leave your whole block filled with hot brass
So punk,don’t make me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my mossberg pump
Because when i pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet

Suicide,it’s a suicide,yeah (x8)

(verse four)

Niggers want to know about me and the……
We squashed that shit with me and him about a year ago
But there’s a new rule starting tonight
Dis’me on a record,see me bite
Because in a daze,you saw a battle of mics

(sounds of gunfire)

I’m using gages and flashlights
Ease back and don’t give me no feedback
Yo,"ice cool out",yo,fuck that
I’m hot,i’m putting niggers in cots
Some get knocked out,some just get shot
Where did i get all the juice i used
Gotta posse full of brothers with nothing to lose
Some just got out,some will never
Some beat the cases ‘cause their lawyer was clever
I love’em all and they know that’s true
So they won’t blink while they doing a punk like you
Freeze motherfucker
Get on your knees,hands behind you back
Bow your heads,if you will please
I’ll swing my axe,watch the bodies fall
Watch your head roll off like volleyball
So all you motherfuckers down with the fly guy
Look me in the face,like you’re strong when you walk by
And all you punk niggers talking shit
Step to the side,bow your head like a bitch
I don’t play,you’ll get hit by the ricochet

You’ll get hit by the ricochet
You’ll get hit by the ricochet

Yeah