What's Playing: Don't Panic by Coldplay

Don’t Panic by Coldplay
Bones, sinking like stones,
All that we fought for,
Homes, places we’ve grown,
All of us are done for.
And we live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world,
Bones, sinking like stones,
All that we fought for,
And homes, places we’ve grown,
All of us are done for.
And we live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world.
Here we go, here we go
And we live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world.
Oh, all that I know,
There’s nothing here to run from,
‘Cause everybody here’s got somebody to lean on.

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Free Coldplay Live Recording

link for the free download is here: http://lrlrl.coldplay.com/leftright.html
Thanks to whoever thought of this! Thank you coldplay!

leftright tracklist
leftright tracklist

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What's Playing: Picture Me Rollin' by Tupac

Picture Me Rollin’ by Tupac
(feat. CPO, Danny Boy, Syke)
[Tupac]
Yeah – clear enough for ya? (Is that right?)
(Hahahahaha) Yeah
(Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?)
Y’all supposed to be happy I’m free!
Y’all niggaz look like y’all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!
Hoe bustaz
Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggaz, there’s no need to be friends
They got me under surveillance, that’s what somebody be tellin
Know there’s dope bein sold, but +I+ ain’t the one sellin!
Don’t want to be another number
I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under
The federales wanna see me dead – niggaz put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead
Now I’m released, how will I live? Will God forgive me
for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?
One life to live, it’s so hard to be positive
when niggaz shootin at your crib
Mama, I’m still thuggin, the world is a war zone
My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong
Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways
to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands
Just picture me rollin
Flossin a Benz on rims that isn’t stolen
My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone
I’m like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone
My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin and my hands is swollen
thinkin of the G’s I’ll be holdin, picture me rollin
Can you see me now? Heheheh
Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture
Can you see it? Hahah
Pictue me rollin
Yeah nigga!
Ay but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you
Guess who’s back?
[Syke]
I got ki’s, comin from overseas
Cost a nigga two hundred G’s
I’m a street comando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got to floss cause I’m more like a boss playa
Thug, branded to be a women layer
So mny playa haters, imitaters steady swangin
Make me wanna start back bangin
So I’m caught up in the game, dress code changed
Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange
All that jealousy and envy comin from my enemies
While I’m sippin on Re-mi
in front of black Lexus, Chevy’s on the roam
Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome
As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on
You can admire, but don’t look too long
I’m livin a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin
It’s hard to imagine – picture me rollin!
[Danny Boy]
Picture, picture me, picture me rollin
Rollin, picture me rollin
Wheelin, picture me rollin in
Picture me yea yeah
[CPO]
Mmm, I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper
Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper
My bitch fin’ to have a bastard, see?
So I needs to hit a lick, drastically
I see some baldin-ass niggaz and they slippin in my spot
And, uh, diggin the plots (so what?)
Checkin in the park, ‘Pac
[Tupac]
We caught em sleepin, he didn’t peep you niggaz creepin?
This how we do it every weekend
I dump for madness, it’s time to count the profit
CPO, we got the bomb spot, nigga time to clock it
I get the liquor, and you could get the females
This crooked shit that we inflictin gettin street sales
[CPO]
Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my nine
I’m as cool as a motherfucker, I’ma get mine
Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen
Boss Hog and this ‘Pac nigga… picture us rollin
[Danny Boy]
Rollin
Picture me roll-hoee-ollin
Picture me, picture me rollin
[Tupac speaks while Danny Boy keeps singing]
Heheheheheheh
Is y’all ready for me?
Picture me rollin roll call
You know there’s some muh’fuckers out there I just could not forget about
I wanna make sure they can see me
Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities
All you bitch ass C.O.’s
Can you niggaz see me from there?
Ballin on y’all punk ass, ahhaahahah!
Picture me rollin, baby
Yeah, all them niggaz up in them cell blocks
I told y’all niggaz when I come home it’s on
Hmm, that’s right nigga, picture me rollin
Oh, I forgot! The D.A.
Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court
Can the hoe see me from here?
Can you see me, hoe?
Picture me rollin
And all you punk police – can you see me?
Am I clear to you?
Picture me rollin nigga, legit
Free like O.J. all day
You can’t stop me
You know I got my niggaz up in this motherfucker
Manute, Pain, Syke, ?, Mopreme, ??
Can you picture us rollin?
Can you see me hoe? Hehehe
Is y’all ready for me? .. We up out this bitch
Any time y’all wanna see me again
Rewind this track right here, close your eyes
and picture me rollin

I don’t know why but I am feeling a like I am living inside the prison of my mind. This makes me yearn for the moment after spending a long time in prison and you finally get out, I feel their is a moment when you finally feel you re free, not at exactly the time you got out, but at the time you feel you are! I am really yearning for those days!

What's Playing: The Taxman by The Beatles

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Performed by The Beatles
Composed by George Harrison
One, two, three, four…
Hmmm!
One, two, (one, two, three, four!)
Let me tell you how it will be;
There’s one for you, nineteen for me.
‘Cause I’m the taxman,
Yeah, I’m the taxman.
Should five per cent appear too small,
Be thankful I don’t take it all.
‘Cause I’m the taxman,
Yeah, I’m the taxman.
(if you drive a car, car;) – I’ll tax the street;
(if you try to sit, sit;) – I’ll tax your seat;
(if you get too cold, cold;) – I’ll tax the heat;
(if you take a walk, walk;) – I’ll tax your feet.
Taxman!
‘Cause I’m the taxman,
Yeah, I’m the taxman.
Don’t ask me what I want it for, (ah-ah, mister Wilson)
If you don’t want to pay some more. (ah-ah, mister heath)
Cause I’m the taxman,
Yeah, I’m the taxman.
Now my advice for those who die, (taxman)
Declare the pennies on your eyes. (taxman)
Cause I’m the taxman,
Yeah, I’m the taxman.
And you’re working for no one but me.
Taxman!

Of course I’d like more money to spend, but I acknowledge the fact that I am far more lucky than alot of people from simply being born to the parents I was born to. It wasn’t because I had anything special, it simply is.  All taxation is a redistribution and I have no qualms about helping pay for roads or the mrt or healthcare for people who cannot afford it. It simply is in our best interest to help each other in this crazy and sometimes hopeless world we live in.

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What's Playing : Togetherforevers by Ang Bandang Shirley

here is a link to the facebook page of the album this song belongs to
Togetherforevers by Ang Bandang Shirley

wag kang matakot
sa maaring mangyayari
ngayong gabi
habang tayo ay magkapiling
pagkat walang multo
walang ligaw na balang
lilipad dito
sa tuwinang magkasama
ay ligtas tayo
kaya’t
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (together)
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (forever)
wag nang mangangamba
tungkol sa mga bagay na
di mo na dapat
inaalala
pagkat walang multo
walang ligaw na balang
lilipad dito
sa tuwinang magkasama
ay ligtas tayo
kaya’t
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (together)
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (forever)
time after time break
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (together)
sasamahan kita basta’t sasamahan mo ako (forever)

What's Playing: Themesong by Ang Bandang Shirley

lyrics from here
Themesong by Ang Bandang Shirley
ngayong gabi sa akin na nakasalalay
ang lahat ng mga bagay
at hindi mo na makikita
kahit
bakas ng pangangamba
sa aking mga mata
habang lumalapit ako sayo
para maitanong
“maari ba kitang makasayaw
o di kaya kahit
upo lang muna tayo habang
inaantay yung ating magiging
theme song
?”

mabuti nang laging handa
at kung sakali nga
na darating ang pagkakataon
ay susulitin ko ito
kasi naman sadyang minsan
nagtutugmatugma lahat
pati yung erpats mo pumapayag kaya’t
“maari ba kitang makasayaw
o di kaya kahit
upo lang muna tayo habang
inaantay yung ating magiging
theme song
?”

What's Playing: Something by The Beatles

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composed by George Harrison
performed by The Beatles
Something in the way She moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way She woos me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
Somewhere in the smile she knows
That I don’t need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
You’re asking me will my love grow
I don’t know, I don’t know
You stick around and it may show
I don’t know, I don’t know
Something in the way she knows
All I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

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What's Playing: Foolish Heart cover by Nina


Foolish Heart
I need a love that grows
I don’t want it unless I know
But with each passin hour
Someone, somehow
Will be there, ready to share
I need a love that’s strong
I’m so tired of being alone
But will my lonely heart
Play the part
Of the fool again, before I begin
Foolish heart, hear me calling
Stop before you start falling
Foolish heart, heed my warning
You’ve been wrong before
Don’t be wrong anymore
I’m feelin that feelin again
I’ve been playin a game I can’t win
Love’s knockin on the door
Of my heart once more
Think I’ll let him in
Before I begin
Foolish heart, hear me calling
Stop before, you start falling
Foolish heart, heed my warning
You’ve been wrong before
Don’t be wrong anymore
Foolish heart
Foolish, foolish heart
You’ve been wrong before
Foolish heart, hear me calling
Stop before you start falling
Foolish heart, heed my warning
You’ve been wrong before
Don’t be wrong anymore
Foolish heart
Oh foolish
foolish heart
You’ve been wrong before
Foolish
foolish heart
Foolish heart

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What's Playing: All You Need Is Love by The Beatles

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All You Need Is Love
Performed by The Beatles
Composed by Lennon/McCartney
From The Blue Album
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done.
Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It’s easy.
There’s nothing you can make that can’t be made.
No one you can save that can’t be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time – It’s easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
There’s nothing you can know that isn’t known.
Nothing you can see that isn’t shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be.
It’s easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together now)
All you need is love (everybody)
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
I’m writing this at the bottom on the unlikely possibility that someone other than me and a handful of my closest friends and cobloggers are reading this. Let’s call this sharing.
Let’s just say that I am a very sensitive person,I ‘ve been given insane amounts of empathy and symphat, I feel that if as chuck told me about mirror neurons (read more here) , I have an overabundance of mirror neurons. This has led me into ways of thinking and actuations that in a sense are extremely weird when viewed in the outside but in some ways still rational at least to me.
I’d like to make this along post but I’ll keep it short. I’d like to believe that all you need is love , I’d like to believe this so much. The thing is Loving hurts , it hurts a lot, it opens you up, (I have a lot to do I’m writing a post on vulnerability later I’ll call it vulnerable , all you need is love part 2)

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What's Playing: Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles

Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles
Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn’t matter much to me.
Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can’t you know tune in but it’s all right.
That is I think it’s not too bad.
Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Always no sometimes think it’s me, but you know I know when it’s a dream.
I think, er No, I mean, er Yes but it’s all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.
Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

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