paroles de chanson 'Round Here - Eccy Remix - Shing02 , Eccy
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                we 
                                                murder 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                beats 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unless 
                                                it's 
                                                coming 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                cops, 
                                                it's 
                                                peace 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cease 
                                                fire 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                lost 
                                                ones 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                reminisce 
                                                over 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                fists 
                                                overdue
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                melting 
                                                pot, 
                                                red 
                                                hot 
                                                spilled 
                                                over 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                streets
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blood 
                                                boiled 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                stomach 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                knot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                think 
                                                it's 
                                                halloween
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jack 
                                                sparrow 
                                                with 
                                                an 
                                                axe, 
                                                bow, 
                                                and 
                                                an 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                that 
                                                kid 
                                                on 
                                                Tatooine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mind 
                                                playing 
                                                tricks 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                irony 
                                                of 
                                                throwing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bricks 
                                                to 
                                                buildings, 
                                                destroy 
                                                to 
                                                build 
                                                things
 
                                    
                                
                                                Android 
                                                sheep 
                                                meeping 
                                                like 
                                                bots
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lurking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                trailer, 
                                                bad 
                                                actors 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                lot
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                everybody 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                point
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thank 
                                                god 
                                                it's 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                gun 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                face, 
                                                or 
                                                get 
                                                sprayed 
                                                by 
                                                mace
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                about 
                                                race?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Skin 
                                                color 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                rich 
                                                history 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                never 
                                                erase
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                we 
                                                murder 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                beats 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unless 
                                                it's 
                                                coming 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                cops, 
                                                it's 
                                                peace 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cease 
                                                fire 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                lost 
                                                ones 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                reminisce 
                                                over 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                fists 
                                                overdue
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                reminisce 
                                                over 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                    a 
                                                deep 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Genes 
                                                dominant, 
                                                confront 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                enemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Call 
                                                it 
                                                role 
                                                rage 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                men 
                                                in 
                                                uniform
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cross 
                                                burning 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                lawn 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                office, 
                                                men 
                                                uniformed
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                wanna 
                                                turn 
                                                back 
                                                the 
                                                clock 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                progress
 
                                    
                                
6                                                Million 
                                                and 
                                                one 
                                                ways 
                                                to 
                                                protest
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cold 
                                                testament, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                four 
                                                horsemen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Prophecy 
                                                self-fulfilling, 
                                                wonder 
                                                why 
                                                they 
                                                can't 
                                                stand 
                                                the 
                                                kneeling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                breathe, 
                                                stuffed 
                                                pocket 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                breeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lint 
                                                screen 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                torn 
                                                tea 
                                                bags 
                                                and 
                                                forgotten 
                                                receipts
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                crumpled 
                                                up 
                                                after 
                                                getting 
                                                soaked 
                                                in 
                                                defeat
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                we 
                                                made 
                                                like 
                                                dried 
                                                petals 
                                                and 
                                                rose 
                                                to 
                                                our 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Defiant, 
                                                still 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                grill 
                                                of 
                                                adversity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Injustice 
                                                reached 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                level 
                                                of 
                                                absurdity
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                know 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                life's 
                                                worth, 
                                                don't 
                                                tell 
                                                us 
                                                otherwise
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                fight 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                side 
                                                of 
                                                televised
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                we 
                                                murder 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                beats 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unless 
                                                it's 
                                                coming 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                cops, 
                                                it's 
                                                peace 
                                                'round 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cease 
                                                fire 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                lost 
                                                ones 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                reminisce 
                                                over 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                fists 
                                                overdue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                fists 
                                                overdue
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Triumphant - Hoopaloop Remix
2 The Boom Bap - Abstract The Origin Remix
3 Kingsway - Nelson Remix
4 In The Mood - KJB Remix
5 On The Run - Nelson Remix
6 Shadytown - Nelson Remix
7 Nocturna - MITTS Remix
8 Summons - Spin Master Mugen Remix
9 Chanbara - Spin Master Mugen Remix
10 Aorta - Troy Everett Remix
11 'Round Here - Eccy Remix
12 Back On Track - Yakkle Remix
13 Homage - Julian Yagi Remix
14 Shine On Me - Matsuyama Remix
15 Genes - DJ Motora Remix
16 Vertigo - Nelson Remix
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