Don't be like the living dead,  living but not really, they just go thru the motions.

Don't be like the Livin' Dead

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Encoded in the body, a symphony untold,
A universe of rhythm, in stories yet to unfold.
Nucleotides like letters, a language deep inside,
A frequency vibration, where melodies reside.
From building block to harmony, a song of life takes flight,
In darkness and in light.

(Verse 2)
But chaos can disrupt, a dissonance arise,
When harmony is broken, and beauty starts to die.
Manipulation shadows, a cacophony's sting,
Where music turns to madness, discord takes its wing.
A fragile balance breaks, a symphony distorted.

(Chorus)
We are the one song, a chorus in the air,
A cosmic orchestration, beyond compare.
From whispers to echoes in the soul,
We are the one song, making us whole.

(Bridge)
Amanita whispers softly, a healing, gentle grace,
Rebalancing in time and space.
A connection to the earth, wisdom deep and old,
A story of resilience, in every tale untold.

(Verse 3)
From blood to sonic waves, a resonance profound,
A healing vibration, on sacred ground.
The music of our being, a symphony divine,
A tapestry of moments, where destinies entwine.
A sense of deep connection begins to grow.

(Pre-Chorus)
We are music to the stars,
A symphony of who we are.
The rhythm of life, the grand design.
We are music to the stars,
Through harmony, we heal the scars.
Our essence sings, the world profound.

(Chorus)
We are the one song, a chorus in the air,
A cosmic orchestration, beyond compare.
From DNA's whispers to echoes in the soul,
We are the one song, making us whole.

(Outro)
Music to my blood… 
Music to my blood…
Music to my blood...
Melody to my heart...
Music to my blood...
We are the One Song!

One song

One Song (Music to your blood)

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I take a look at myself in the mirror

The devil made me guilty

I don't care about your lack of vision

Every day a new american rapj written is filthy

All I see is the young black genius

My mind move like egyptians hieroglyph heathens

I take a look into the sky and weep like a child

it's wild cause I can hardly escape all these demons

I told you don't get yourself in trouble dude

I'm trying to make a difference they comin like legion

So you can never be my number one

I'm trying to be the one

They don't give a f**k about the wrong i've done

But it's a different lesson

I don't give a f**k where you from

They want to see me on a futon

And my life is like a

I keep it movin like a

We show you how to do this son

I don't know where the f**k I come from

I feel like I'm the one

You know you the reason

And I told you that I needed some

The dark side of my new album

I never thought i'd see the sun

When I asked you for a reason

I was in love with someone

This is my first album

But I knew you were the one

That's where I had my first album

I got my own album

But I didn't need a reason

I just think you were the one

I got it from my old album

From that same song same year but

This is called ras kass but

From that same song same year but

And that was clear as f**k

The reason I came up

Ya know what I'm saying but

Momma said keep your head up

Labels tried to warn me but

But we don't give a f**k

And that was kind of helpless but

Thanks to joey crack for fifty what

They did the same thing to us

And last year I was hella buzzed

So I went and got a

I feel like I was touched

They was supposed to die with us

That's when my black face just touched

They ain't send me no love

And now we back wit the bust

Plus I'm the type that might hit the

Now I got a whole bunch of flav

And they still don't give a

I gots to get a grip or bust

So I grabbed the mac and said dutch

Fire Walk With Me

let the killers then be warned

it's children of the korn

killing is the norm we don't feel em anymore

and i'm really gon perform

some street kung fu legend shit

they silly and i'm armed

i'm tired of all the peasant shit

we really cause a storm

don't battle if you hesitant

they feel you when you gone

and i'mma leave em dead as shit

gorillaz in a swarm

modern day lynch mob

but ain't no racial cracker shit

louie is the big boss



it's a track meet on a rap beat cause my fast street vocals go through to your headpiece now you dead meat let the lead speak to your head freak or you can check out my deadly radio techniques

bleed em with the frequencies,

see them to their death but do it easily,

stab em with aids needles now you're eazy e

And that money gettin to me

I was just chillin out in the rain

You ain't ever seen them

I get that from my daddy

I was raised in the hood

I was raised on them crackers

I was just chillin in the trap on the block

I was just chillin in the over night

Got a hundred pounds of rap up on em

and a bit of crack and some other shit

got dropped off to meet the mob boss when i flewe in hte mother ship

I gotta get rich before I leave up out that b***h

But I knew that i'd make it

I was rich but now I'm rich

They gotta pay us for it

Even though I got the magic in the money that I just rolled with

I ain't come out here to make a movie split

Real m**********r ever since I got rich

I got no money so f**k it

This be the s**t I live and die over b***h

She get a grip and then she take a sip

I was born to do this

Give me the money clip

I ain't no snitch but a b***h ain't a b***h

And even though I had no money and you still ain't got it



I still ain't had no money and now I regret it

And I have no patience with defendants

Still in the trap tryna find somethin and I wanna stop it

I think we both know how it feels

I was born to hustle since my son was a kid

Sometimes I got to worry 'bout to be in the precinct

I still ain't had no money and now I regret it

But I really don't sip no hints

I can feel your body near it

I'm not metaphors in the precinct while I still got my pageants

You ain't never sold crack unless you got it

I can buy you some precincts

I feel the same way I still gotta rock it

I just got back from the precinct

You were in the hood and you still is coppin it

You still ain't sold a ki than a beach and a fifth

I got the key to my world and I'm still poppin it

So I hopped in the benz and I steal a fifth

Why you poppin s**t and you still is droppin it

You were on the block gettin money with your white lives

Until you pulled up to the scene and you still is coppin it

And I know you ain't bout to lose your lives

You was only in the hood you and daddy used to make lives

And my team is mad cause my still is watchin it

Your house and your house and your hood is a million lives

You could get popped in the hood if you millin it

You could get popped in the hood if you millin it

You was on the block gettin money like saks fifth

How you get that gucci bag and you still the s**t

Your house and your house and your hood is a million lives

KoRn

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