On the video: “Today I feel like this song” with “Nocturne of Love” from Marcus D

“Today I feel like this song…
Feeling alive, feeling strong, feeling deeply.
Thinking again of finding the true love.
That thought that appears in my mind when I was young.
Thought that have been worn, fading away with times.
Wondering if it’s dreaming to hope to find my soul mate;
In this world of consumerism, money values, materialistic and selfish world.

Am I right to keep hoping that Faith, God or the Universe will grant me that dream?
Because if it exist, I think it’s not meant for everyone.
Would it be meant for me?

No need to be in couple, just because one feels alone.
No need to pretend to love, just to have sex.
No need to lie, just for not telling someone I feel no real love.

Preferring to die alone, then to pretend having that feeling all long.

Wondering alone again, cats aside, looking at the times flowing…
Because Today I feel like this song;
Feeling alive, feeling strong, feeling deeply.
Thinking again of finding the true love.”

-Romston, July 20th, 2012
Written with the song: “Nocture of love” from Marcus D



On the video: Susan Boyle

 

Look at the Susan Boyle info on Wikipedia: Susan Boyle on Wikipedia

Lyrics:
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high,
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.

Then I was young and unafraid
When dreams were made and used,
And wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung,
No wine untasted.

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
As they turn your dreams to shame.

And still I dream he’ll come to me
And we will live our lives together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms
We cannot weather…

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seems
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.



On the video: Cypress Hill – Rap Superstar

 


Cypress Hill
On the picture Cypress Hill (Click on image for official web site)

Buy album or this mp3 on Amazon:
Cypress HIll – Skull & Bones album

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Lyrics:
(Eminem Speaking)
Most people don’t see how much work is really involved in this rap shit
I didn’t know it
I didn’t see it
I never saw it until i was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
But you always gotta
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
You know what i’m sayin
No matter what you just been through

(B-Real)
So you wanna be a rap superstar?
And live large,
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world
Don’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

(B-Real)
I remember the days when i was a young kid,
Growin up,
Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shits funny
How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
But you don’t know about the blood sweat and tears and losin some of your peers
And losin some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don’t manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac,
In the brainiac
Don’t know how to act
Shits deep
48 tracks
Studio gangsta mack
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
But never will
Till he crosses over still
Feelin no hate
But fantasies come wit these
Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese
You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who don’t know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame,
Is high!
And some can’t pay to play
Trapped in what you rappin about
Tell me what happened when you lost clout
The rout you took started collapsing
No fans
No fame
No respect
No change
No women
And everyone shits on your name

(Chorus)
So you wanna be a rap superstar?
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

(Noreaga Speaking)
When you sign to a record label
You don’t know just signed your life over ***
And these whiteboys don’t care about you
Cuz the minute you fall off
They’ll find another Noreaga
And they’ll find another Capone-n-Noreaga
And they’ll find another B-Real
So you need to just keep
Stack your chips up
Do what you gotta do while you hot
And mafuckin get out the game
This isn’t the drug game,
It’s even worse,
Because in the drug game,
Because if someone jerks you
You can shoot em and kill em ***
But in this game if someone jerks you
You gotta be humble

(Eminem Speaking)
No matter what you just been through
Shit has gotta be right
You gotta approach people
You gotta be on the up and up
And everything gotta be all good
When you see someone slap hands with em
You know what i’m sayin give em a pound
Or whatever it is
But you always gotta act like it ain’t shit

(Chorus)

(B-Real)
My own son don’t know me
Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
But I thank god I’m wit my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or videos
Cuz they show me no love
The phony gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by sony
I’m in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium
Who just wanna cling on swing on
And so on and go on and fall off
The hoes fall off
To the next rap superstar
Wit no shame give him a year
And they’ll be right out the game
The same as the last one
Who came before him
Gained fame
Started gettin ignored
I warned him
Assured him
This ain’t easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people wanna be cheesey
They’re fuckin’ evil

(Chorus)

“There is no best religions, the most important is the way someone taught you it and the way you interpreted it…

…because at the end each religions should bring peace”

My god of guitar, i present you: Andy McKee

Enjoy !

Romston




Original Song “Art of Motion” by Andy McKee. From the DVD Andy McKee / Antoine Dufour
Available at Candyrat records Official Web site

 



On the picture Andy McKee

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Link to Andy Mckee web site: Andy McKee Official Web site

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