Black Days

Through all the black days. Why can't you hear. That sadness surrounds us?. . And so hard I tried. To face the real things in life. I can't see how. I failed to fly.

Bamboleo

Oh oh oh oh, here we go. Oh ya ya Bamboleo oh a ya. Garcia rave, Garcia blow, Garcia rave. everybody come on!. . Oh ya ya Bamboleo oh a ya. here we, here we go!.

Blaze Up Anotha One

[Blac talking]. Yeah up in this motherfucka. G-A-N-G-S to the motherfuckin' A motherfucka. I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me. Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin' thug, S-P-V motherfucka.

Break The Chains

Synthetic. Minds over the world. Not thinking. Controlled by what the media told. Brain useless. What is left of us?. Real zombies. Infected by the social facts.

Bebey

Beat Me (into Submission)

(G.Stapleton). . Predominantly percussive prone, she's basically bereft. Of any sense of melody it's the beat that she likes best.. Trying to keep a straight face while the singer shakes his ass.

Bender

Don't wanna hear it don't make me make you.. I got the feeling, I know it makes no sense when we go on, and on, and on.. Is there a million people just like us? Can't even remember what we discussed..

Beach Boy

Some say a genius, California dreaming in the sun.. He'll never make it. The odds are a gazillion to one.. Overcame adversity and taught the world to sing along..

Bullet Belt

Thrash titans of yesteryear, they have failed us with their recent piss. We reject their progressive dross, call it rot that it truly is. Legions of thrashers with nothing to thrash to on the city streets.

Before The Fire

And when your're feeling so alone,. And only you know. That your hand can barely write,. And there's scream down the line,. And your feeling like your last shot has been fired..

Besoin D'amour

Son regard a crois mon regard. Comme un rayon laser. J'ai t projete quelque part. Ailleurs que sur la terre. Au secours. J'ai besoin d'amour. Au secours.

Bebe Comme La Vie

Y'a des couleurs qu'on oublie pas. Le coeur, quel drle de camra. Y'a des souvenirs qui nous tiennent chaud l. Y'a des dtails qu'on oublie pas. Dans la tte quel drle de cinma.

Babacar

J'ai ton coeur qui tape qui cogne. Dans mon corps et dans ma tte. J'ai des images qui s'enttent. J'ai des ondes de chaleur. Et comme des cris de douleur.

Big City Miss Ruth Ann

You came here from the country. You left your Pa and your Ma. And do you remember what you told them. You wouldn't come to no harm, yeah. . But they kept on kidding you.

Blindness

You think the time will stop for now. To find out what is happening around. That strange look of those blind eyes. In faces of this rushing world. . You think you are free all the time.

Bleeding Heart's Poetry

Alone with my mind I live for. This evening of my thoughts and my feelings. Alone in this night I live for. The lights of candles and flowers on your stone.

Be My Guest

Welcome, girl and boy. Take my hand, lets enjoy. From the bottom of my heart I wish you the best. You can be my guest, guest, you can be my guest. . You can be my guest.

Bullet In The Mattress

Let me tell ya a story that's a little bit gory. About a woman and her cheating man. She believed in the Glory of Love. And the cheating she just would not stand.

Beautiful Girl

She knew about politics. And she knew about math. She was more than he deserved. And now she's trash. She could discuss philosophy. Or Russian liturature.

Bad Gadjit

Well I'm so lonely that I really think that I could. Lay down and take a deep breath and die.. But instead I cry myself to sleep and think as I do,. "Zach, kiss your sweet ass goodbye.".