Bomba Brava

Porque eres más que un amigo. Dios te escogió como mi hermano. Hoy quiero cantar contigo. Luck y Rick en mano a mano. . Somos el ritmo que nace, nace de muy adentro.

Berlin

When I made my way to Berlin. I thought I needed common sense. You know my only worry's when this summer ends. Oh baby we don't need no money. Just a mattress on the floor.

Brown Boxes

I've got this notion. That moving out is better. Than this commotion. If she complains I won't let her. . Tell me what to do. And if she wants to argue.

Break Yourself

Aye yo Spice, all these rich motherfuckers keep going to. The record stores buyin' these fake ass raps,. You know what I'm sayin'?. Yeah, yeah, I hear you byte all that fake shit.

Busta's Can't See Me

One eighty seven, the one eighty seven. The one eighty seven, the one eighty seven bloaw!. One eighty seven, the one eighty seven, the one eighty seven.

Ballin

[Chorus]. I'll be a baller 'til I die. I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga. I'll be a baller 'til I die. I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga.

Breakthrough

I can take or leave it, won't be the woebegone,. Don't need a model universe to hang your pictures on.. You hide somewhere, you die somewhere. And then this senseless thought,.

Black Cloud

Blue Room In Venice

I can see you through a pool of darkness. I stretch out my hand to reach you. I know you are there. So please look at me. How I've missed you. How I've missed love.

Burning Times

Yesterday is gone forever. No turning back the clock. In The end, all is sinful. Non need to bare the pain. The end, is coming soon. You can't hold on forever.

Burnt Offerings

In one last breath. You'll feel this damned old soul. You'll see the things I see. . For all these years. Of pain and sacrifice. You'll know the pain I know.

Burnin' For You

Home in the valley. Home in the city. Home isn't pretty. Ain't no home for me. . Home in the darkness. Home on the highway. Home isn't my way. Home will never be.

Burning Oasis

(Music : Schaffer, Shawver, Abell / Lyrics : Schaffer). Raging fire surrounds me. The embers seems to glow. Woman, man & serpent. Temptation fills her soul.

Boiling Point

I sit alone and watch hypocrisy. I will fight. My frustrations ever building. Tensions rise. The air runs thick with hostility. Asking why. My thought are boiling and I'm full of rage.

Brainwashed

And so we begin with another sun. The earth's enslaved with hypocrites. They lay their heads to rest at night. Say a little prayer and all is right. .

Blessed Are You

Pure ambition burns in me. It's a beast, never to be tamed. And the only peace I can find. Is when I'm here with you. You are the ones that keep me high.

Behold The Wicked Child

Rise up with fervid zeal,. Salvation's at hand,. Forged in flames as stars collide.. Recite the sacred rites,. Evoke the astral beast,. Black magic, astrology..

Birth Of The Wicked

Daylight breaks hard on sacred ground. For centuries we've questioned them of His birth. But in this hour, on this day, The Elder knew. Years of madness must now subdue.

Black Sabbath

What is this that stands before me?. Figure in black which points at me. Turn around quick, and start to run. Find out I'm the chosen one. Oh no. . Pit black shape with eyes of fire.

Before The Vision

Go now, into the plains. Seek out, the answers you'll find. Visions will be shown to you. At night by the lit desert moon. . Be strong, ride forth in pride.