Gang Starr - Skills (Lyrics) (RIP GURU)

Intro: skills, abilities, skills [DJ Premier Scratching] "My Microphone" "E 'Skills"-KRS One "The funky beat" "It's skills", KRS One [Chorus: Guru] (Skills), point superior strips important Spit flows rip shows PEEP recital (Skills) Now, you feel it, if we got the hot beats phoes killin shit we have to stop this (Skills) It 's the music, love for the road, at any club, is now reppin this with deep love (Skills) Gang Starr duelin Rulin once again Watch as we do it again [Verse 1: Guru] It 's thatanimate true with a vengeance and I am a young judge rap is your ass give you a key phrase you need at least twelve jewels to practice Your too enthusiastic male groupie bastard still trying to convince us, a bit 'more of your pretendin first you need a minister for Again it is the law that we have against the wall gullies the F ** k It, us against y'all Mic skills type of lattice, as I Michael Jill Like when you write per pill as is pushing me to stay out of the sick child andmake a grown man, bold and impressive subtlety We know that old manifest shit a new product by a team Niggas know me, and you can bet they know Presses So here we go for your stereo and you could tell that it really is when you hear me going to hear me go [Chorus: Guru] (Skills) Top rank point blank we vital Spit flows rip shows PEEP recital (Skills) Now, you feel it when we stop these jokes hot phoes killin shit we have those (Skills) It ' fall, music, love the way each club is now...

Turmion Kätilöt - Minä Määrään (FIN/ENG Lyrics)

I Rule Judas stares in the mirror A demon ugly and wet An anxious look from a Cerberus It blows up your skull So brave, so steady Gives an order and divides Horns of the foetus simmer in the underworld The cradle rocks in the grave You tremble, feeble legs Wet and muddy Getting carried out feet first Satan builds a nest in your head Your woman is lying, from behind... I pierce my eyes, so that I can see I don't want to see, but I can't help seeing I mangle my ears, so that I can hear I don't understand, but I can't help hearing I want I rule I order the poison into the vein I whip the flesh off the bones The Satan king dances on the roof Stains burn in the purgatory It grills the poor thing in the pyre The bottle's top has gone missing Booze fragility and a green Nortti You tremble, feeble legs Wet and muddy Getting carried out feet first Satan builds a nest in your head Your woman is lying, from behind... I want, I rule I order the poison into the vein I whip the flesh off the bones In it's blood I rebel I want, I rule I drive the poison into the vein I whip the flesh off the bones In it's blood I provoke I pierce my eyes, so that I can see I don't want to see, but I can't help seeing I mangle my ears, so that I can hear I don't understand, but I can't help hearing I want, I rule I let the poison into the vein