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ZWM (Morocco) - MTKD
03:15
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They have the FBI
And we have the policing
They made rockets
And we forgot our history
They fight for who manufacture
And we fight for who will explode his belly
It saddens me
It's a mess
Worse, you can't do
They're in the digital age
And here, people scrutinize you
They observe the Moon
And we live in destruction
And we brave the news
Fuck, we're loudmouths
And what makes me crazy
Is the one who says: "I'm with you"
And stabs you in the back
Life is like that
Mortals are like that
Ain't no way
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Bands Sucks
Like those same old new western photoshoot's faggots
Selling a product, selling plastic
Sounding right played at night
Made for the boys that think they have a choice
Like the Ramones that 2-faced rock and roll
How much do you trust your playlist?
How many albums have they sold?
You're so fucking special when you got it from a megastore
You've got to start to unlearn
Like playing songs in reverse
Because it was produced, released, mixed, distributed
Sponsored, marketed, prohibited
Rented, copied, hired, tired
Taxed, registered
Pre-mastered, merchandised
Digitally compressed
Shipped, stamped, planned
Sold out live tonight
Immigrant boys built the stage
Sound check, cash, Visa cards
Everything goes rock'n'roll
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Playground bullies
It's a mafioso industry
Shake don artists and venues for lunch money
Victims to harass and sue
It's tantamount to cruel
Major labels thugs run the school
Playground bullies
It's a mafioso industry
But who is benefiting?
Not the makers of the art, just the picture frames
And whose who own the walls
Playground bullies
It's a mafioso industry
Copyright is your 'protection' from a masked enemy
But the mob makes the violence
Speakeasies pay up for permission unknown
Out of fear of retribution
Age-old cartels dictate the rules
"Stand in line and shut up"
Just ignore the bullies, like your parents said
Exist outside of their confines
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I'm coming back full of emotions
You built a wall try to hide your intentions
You said that youll always love me
Your words are like water you never meant it
Sad, down,broke, weak
You thought that I would be
Guess what I'm still standing tall
I'm the one who made you a queen
So why are you turning your back on me
I never wanted things to go the way now
It's over, it's over
Between you and me
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Justice's luck is twisted
Why justice's luck is twisted?
Why? Why? Why twisted?
Why justice's luck is twisted?
With your eyes hold me
O boy
Take me and put me down
O boy
The sergeant saw us
He told me to go and not to come back
Why we can't come?
You saw my eyes
Sweet honey color
Bokra el Amaraya
Tomorrow the moon
Will be like a mirror
Tomorrow the sun
Will be the bride
And why we can't come?
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Mazhott (Syria) - Awiha
02:48
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Today you have become 15 years old
We decided the time of the wedding
Your father gave his word
And he received the money from the man
Don't tell me "I'm still young"
Don't tell me "mom, it's still early"
Don't tell me "I have school"
Your father can't afford the expenses
Dear daughter, you'll get married sooner or later
A woman's fate is to be devoted to her house and husband
Come on, let me celebrate your wedding
So I know you're safe and your future is secured
Look at our neighbour Um Rushdi
She celebrated her daughter's wedding
Look at our neighbour Um Suad
Her daughter now has a dozen children
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You look down on me
Like I'm the enemy
Open your eyes and see
Before you start... accusing me of everything wrong in the scene
You're so mighty strong it's obscene
Please come again
Oh you have so much frieds
They'll be telling you
That you're so cool... you're beyond everyone and its seems
No has the right for the free speech
Well, my little fried
This is not the end
We will wait and see
Who is the enemy... of the music scene
I know it's not me!
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I'm tired of feeling for you, you keep me up at night.
I'm tired of feeling for you, you're happy all the time.
I fight all night for you, you never pay me back.
I slave all night for you, you never treat me right.
I scream it in your face, that I'm not coming back.
You say I'm out of touch, but you never call me back.
I scream it in your face, that I'm not coming back.
You say I'm out of touch, but you never touch me back.
You're safe the lies
You're safe from the pain
You're safe from the lies
God save
I'm not trying to go to waste
You're sucking the money right out of me.
I keep my head out of the door
Cause you know I'm looking to score.
I'll drive all night for you, but you never pay me back.
I'll slave all night for you, but you never treat me right.
I scream it in your face, that I'm not coming back.
You say I'm out of touch, but you never call me back.
I scream it in your face, that I'm not coming back.
You say I'm out of touch, but you never touch me!
You're safe the lies
You're safe from the game
You're safe from the lies
God save
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You're nothing but yourself
Just nothing but yourself
You're nothing but yourself
Just nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Let me be the one
The one for you
Let me be the one
Let me be the one
The one for you
Let me be the one
Your paper's on the floor
Full fears and tears and more
And if you close your eyes
And breath deep inside you
You'll find nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Nothing but yourself
Let me be the one...
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Tell that bitch to shot her mooth.
She talks too lood, stupid cow
When we're out, she calls yoo on the phone
Why don't you tell her to leave you alone?
lt bothers you as much as me, but you take it like a pussy
Can't you see you're being whipped?
Tell that bitch to stop that shit
Don't be a pussy
Do it now, be a man
Put her in her place, I know you can
Can't you see, she's running your life
Always playing with your mind
You're like a dog on a leash
Do whatever it takes to please
Can't you see you're being whipped?
Tell that bitch to stop that shit
Don't be a pussy
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Sickening revulsion, the truth is finally here
Only harsh, cruel and grim reality
No more shades of grey,
Everything ,is as clear as day
The masks start to deteriorate
No longer, can you hide we now see you, for What you, really are . Take up arms, and Prepare for total war
Die on your feet or live
On your knees at last
The decisive hour has struck
The decisive hour
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