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Human Power Plant


[Intro]
And now for my next number...
I'd like to return to the classics
Perhaps, the most famous classic
In all the world of music
 
[CQ]
I'm sick, Buddha comin' at ya
The best on earth, iller
From a faraway land, I've come to kill
A pervert that doesn't take instructions
Non-discriminating sound boy killer
Why? Because I'm more dangerous than a tiger, tiger, tiger
Whole body's hella ill, I'm a hip hop pro
A thick sushi roll with a big asshole
Buddha, an eerie pironeer
I got a earthquake causing brain buster, holy shit
Mothafuckin' large model original flavor
Demon of cuttin thru, a demon of blowin haze
Words disciplined like a Hanzo the Razo
 
[Dev Large]
The entrance of a chic man,
The ill and sharpest MC, that's me me
Gone mental, gone insane, abnormal
Not typical, an outcast!
Different from others, rich in creativity
Chill above the clouds, always another level up
In conclusion, Buddha Brand on the next level
A demon that holds flows that the average man can't
 
[Nipps]
I be the N.I.P.P.S.
Blow grass, smoke master
The Buddha men
Fearless like a Rastafarian
The 7, 6 colosseum
Sea urchin, MCs get gassed like poison gas
The punchlines hit, take effect
Up in ya ass, one shot one blow blah!
My shit is tighter than an elementary schooler's pussy
Smooth butter from the brand, symbol of blowin smoke
Always fresh F.R.E.S.H
Flow straight from the source and I export
My shit fly like stealth jets
 
[Dev Large]
The first, the favorite, original bonze head
Alias, rap magus, Dev Large, the big passage*
Illmatic Buddha MC's sons
Look at him once, small fry, can't forget it
Man with a third eye, three-eyed bonze eye
I hide my true insight and pass thru, me, with the ill features
Keep fresh Buddha, cut mochi everyday
 
[Hook]
You need a heart to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
You need a hard to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
Like a bonze from a temple
Snare drums, wooden gong
Budda style, the sutra, rhyme flow
Take 2 and let's spin it
Buddhas light the fire and hold it up high
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
 
[CQ]
Illmatic Buddha MC's
Fire-breathing, encircling the forest fire
Like a specium beam
Entirely to all, examine their shit
There's no right of left, from the ninth dimension
Realize what's normal, humans
I got a special MC license
It's rap at the most, but even so, mic check 1,2
It'll still continue for longer, this is the Buddha style
 
[Dev Large]
I stay ill, I know the key
Ain't hard to tell tell
Bonze, act with quick wits
A pro with an insane attitude, gifted rhymer
From day to day, progressively increase my impressiveness
I kick down the scrubs, fight 'em off, I grow, cream of the crop
I stand like I sprung up, like a chimney at a bathhouse
From the skies I glare at the lower world
Look down upon, despise, see through the scum!
I measure the distance of the circulating fakes
The awful smelling, no-meaning MC's, I erase
Ready to attack, I drop bombs, 1,2
I exterminate, nip the buds of the small fry
Entomb, bury, don't let 'em keep their presence
Kill the cricket at the bathroom, split in two
Suspect the fake-assed lyricists, hollow 'em out
Guys that claim the name of Buddha, drop 'em to hell
Anger explodes, I release, write 'em off, dismiss
Dev Large, the true worker of the murderous poetry
The master of Buddha, bad motherfucka
Suckas, I burn to ashes, I'm like a blowtorch
 
[Hook]
You need a heart to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
You need a hard to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
Like a bonze from a temple
Snare drums, wooden gong
Budda style, the sutra, rhyme flow
Take 2 and let's spin it
Buddhas light the fire and hold it up high
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
 




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05.03.2025

Beaucoup De Bruit Pour Rien





The tide falls and rises
Stirring uneasiness within my chest
 

The time for the tide's turn has surely come
For this debt of faces and names
Should have washed my hands clean
From this trading of flattery and grudges
 

The truth at the corner of my eyes (Don't show your tears)
Is just worldly worries best left unspoken (Nothing but fleeting whims)
 

Nothing but a well-deserved retribution
Just the repayment of all the animosity and interests
It's the punishment for getting my hands dirty
In this game of trade of favors and feuds
 

The impulse of betrayal (Please don't ask me by the nape)
Is just an autumn night's love sickness (Farewell to all this debauchery)
 

Will I rise or will I sink?
The Tokyo Harbor stays silent
If I don't run, I'll be caught,
Aah, I'm gasping for breath.
 

Your smile is so dazzling
Like one last glance through the drizzling rain
 

Swallowing bubbles and then blowing them out
It's nothing but a high-stakes gambler's scheme
If the Grand Prince Hotel Akasaka is nothing but a moult
Kioicho is just an empty name
Blowing a kiss to the era that gradually fades out
Saying 'thanks for your patronage' just like the old times
I shall have no use for that Exit 8
From that Tameike-Sannō station anymore.
 

The tide falls and rises
Stirring uneasiness within my chest
The tide falls and rises
Stirring uneasiness within my chest
 


05.03.2025

Forget me





I let you see everything
From my soul
You entered, you took the best part
And you left, you didn't look back
At what you destroyed exactly like a storm
 

So throw me away
Into a forgotten corner of the night
Come on, forget me
If your heart is capable
Of pretending, erase me already
Exactly like a mistake
Come on, forget me
And in one or two lives maybe
I will forget you too
 

Yesterday I teleported
About two summers ago
It was so sunny in our world
What I thought would last a lifetime
You killed with a heart of ice
 

So throw me away
Into a forgotten corner of the night
Come on, forget me
If your heart is capable
Of pretending, erase me already
Exactly like a mistake
Come on, forget me
And in one or two lives maybe
I will forget you too
 

You don't know the word 'longing'
While I feel like I am dying again
You make it seem so easy
 

So throw me away
Into a forgotten corner of the night
Come on, forget me
If your heart is capable
Of pretending, erase me already
Exactly like a mistake
Come on, forget me
And in one or two lives maybe
I will forget you too.
 


05.03.2025

Mercy [Look Down (Paris)]





[LOS MENDIGOS]
Mercy, for God's sake, and look at their feet!
Mercy, any good deed will do!
Mercy, for God's sake, the dregs of Paris!
Mercy, mercy, they ask for compassion!
 

[GAVROCHE]
Hello, how are you? I am Gavroche.
These are my people and this is my home.
It isn't very pretty, as you can see.
There is nothing of any interest.
Today we fight for a typical loaf of bread
Before, it was for liberty
The fact is that we all die equally
That is what equality is
Your end is brutal!
Long live France! Long live France!
 

[LOS MENDIGOS]
Mercy, any good deed will do!
Mercy, mercy, we ask for compassion!
 

[MARIUS]
Those brave men, where are they?
Who decides to fight?
 

[ENJOLRAS]
There is only one man, and he is Lamarque
Let him speak for everyone else.
 

[LOS MENDIGOS]
Give us something to eat, please.
Take care of your fellow man in the name of the Lord.
In God's name!
Of the Lord, of the Lord, of the Lord...
 

[MARIUS]
Lamarque is waning and he will die
How long does he have to live?
 

[ENJOLRAS]
There is so much rage in the country,
It is like lava in a volcano.
Who can lead the battalion?
Who is going to call for a rebellion?
 

[GAVROCHE]
There goes Old Thenardier
All of his people are the same
He had problems with the law
He is a real pig.
He is the head of his clan, he is a dirty thief
He even has his daughter involved
It is Eponine, she knows what's going on
She is very tough to fool
Who cares? What's the point?
To live, to live!
 

[LOS MENDIGOS]
Mercy, any good deed will do!
Mercy, mercy, we ask for compassion!
 


05.03.2025

Song of Joy





I'll rise early with the sun,
Put on a new dress,
Create a song of joy
And go out into the open field.
 

I will sing a song of joy
To Mother Earth in the field -
Thick rye will start putting forth ears,
And my little song is simple:
 

Glory to the red sun! Glory to the pure water!
Glory to the free wind! Glory to every living thing!
 

To the white cloud in the sky
I'll sing a song of joy.
It will pour down with rain
As a sign of its gratitude.
 

I'll sing a song of joy
To the thick birch grove.
The birds will start singing back...
There's no secret in my song:
 

Glory to the red sun! Glory to the pure water!
Glory to the free wind! Glory to every living thing!
 

To my dear, dear friend
I'll sing a song of joy,
And we'll live in love
Peace, harmony and kindness.
 

Glory to the red sun! Glory to the pure water!
Glory to the free wind! Glory to every living thing!