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The Transplants
The Transplants


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Альбом The Transplants


Transplants (2002)
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yeah...

yeah...1, 2, 3, 4,
it's a knock down drag out one on one
think it's over when it just begun
cause round here, they'll fight for fun
on my feet-don't think to run
Two-Face get bust in both mouths
Backstabbers get shanked out no doubt
Turn and walk you lose a crowd
Just want to know what you're about

gonna lie de facto
lie de facto
don't cross the line man
you fall through the cracks
nobody's neutral
nobody's neutral
you stand alone in your fucking nightmare
don't turn your back 'cuz...
don't turn your back 'cuz...
that leaves the front yeah
open target
I got you back so
I got you back so know how to soothe your mind

I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
can I count on you when it's time

If I got your back then you best have mine
when it goes down lay it on the line
fatboy you well that's just fine
just let me know, dont waste my time
friends I have-one reason to die
will we get will we get by
(no) matter what stand'n side byside
we'll come throughwith our heads held high

I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
can I count on you when it's time
(x3)

aaaaaaaaah...

. . .


"Nobody move, nobody get hurt"

Take a look around baby, yeah my whole crew's ugly
But we still got the most game, the most money
The most hos, the most honeys, it's so funny
How you hate my fuckin' guts but at the same time love me
From the Lincoln to the gold to the lowriding bike
I always catch you hatin' but you know that you like
What you see is what you get, nothin' more, nothin' less
I'm chillin' smokin' chronic while you're chokin' on stress

Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!

I see you're mad at the fact that my pockets stay fat
Is it the cash I made on whacks or the cocaine sacks?
To the crew I roll with or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I'd lay you flat on your back
You better hope you fuckin' miss me if you see me drinkin' whiskey
You know, me and Diablos get way past tipsy
Whether drunk, high, or sober, yeah we still get it over
'Cause it's 10 to 3 a.m., head to toe, tread to joker

Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!

I never sing, no, never, I only shout
We're coming clean forever, without a doubt
Like a machine gun trigger, you'd better watch out
Yeah, Transplants don't give a fuck, that's where we're at
So here we come with our original style
I said 'Who the fuck are you? I been here for a while.'
We got Distillers, AFI, LFB, and Crystal Sound
Transplants are fearless and the most original

Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!

"Nobody move, nobody get hurt"

Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!

If you think I give a fuck, well you better think twice
U.S. Thugs, Wolfpack, and I ain't nothin' nice
Check the date and time, lyrically committin' hate crimes
Noose from the cord of my mic, now it's hang time
Blow minds with rhymes designed to break spines
Transplants comin' through and we're one of a kind
With tha chrome to your dome, make you flip like a flapjack
Two tall cans and a packet of blackjacks

Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!
Tall Cans in the Air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!

. . .


Nobody move, nobody get hurt, they said
Make one wrong move, man, you wake up dead
I exercise my lyrical style instead
All the while you're dead and gone and forgotten
I said, oh, are they gonna come back for you?
No, aw, the story's sorry but true
Lord, did you really want them to go?
No, oh you're so goddamn cold

We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]

(watch me now)
You got your ear to the street, then this bud's for you
You got my name in your mouth, then this slug's for you
Shotgun, Fast Lane, on the Highway to Hell
Germ sticks, tall cans, and the powder that sells
Just tryin' to have somethin', and you sit back and laugh
I'ma grab something, I'ma get in that ass
We came too far now, no way we get fucked
Wanna drop me, gotta kill me, only way I'ma stop

We got 808 subwoofers in the trunk
Around the world with the Rancid Punx
This is for the misfits, the freaks and the runts
Fuck the motherfuckin' back-stabbin' cunts
Ride's gettin' rougher, so I know I better buckle
P U N X tattooed on my knuckles
Hey man, you keep the shackles, cause I am free

We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]

(watch me now)
I heard you're losing your mind, shit, I been lost mine
But I still stay focused through good and bad times
Compare your worst fuckin' day to my best fuckin' night
I bet my last red cent that you couldn't stand the sight
From loss of loved ones to life of drug funds
They counted me out, from what? I'm not done
Give me a chance to shine and I'ma blind the world
Take a stand and be the voice of those who cannot be heard

We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x4]

. . .


Bombs goin off in Sierra Leone
Taken more shots than Karl Malone
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed
Who got the diamonds? Who gonna find them?
Who gonna mine them when the time comes?
Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns

[chorus:]
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
and unforgiving
it's a wicked world that we live in it's cruel
and unforgiving

woohoo

woohoo

Knock, knock, knock, who's that? It's Momma, son
Lookin' for the bitch who took the money and run
Now the daylight's gone and there's no more fun
And who's the fuckin' bitch who stole all the heroin?
Heroin, heroin, it's all gone
Smoked it all up, and now you got none
And now you look around and that's not the plan
This is not what you had in mind

I shot in heaven, now I cry
No one lives forever, in fact we all die
From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks

Every last soul must pay the last toll
In the dice game of life, who gets the last roll?
Is it the one with the suit? The one with the sack?
The one who hides behind his fuckin' gun and his badge?
Negative outlook? Well that's how I'm livin'
And like he said, it's a wicked world we live in
It's a wicked world we live in

woohoo

woohoo

I'm wiggin out, flippin' out, hearts is what I'm rippin' out
I'm slippin' out, I'm dippin' out, killin's what I'm livin' out
Pick 'em, let me pick 'em out, spin and let me whip it out
Gat to your face with the fuckin' bullets stickin' out
Missin' out, diss and bout, blood's what you're pissin' out
84 I'm Crazy Horse, shootin' up, I'm illin' out
Rippin' out, I'm trippin' out, different now, I'm pimpin' out
any color at my belt and ouch while theyre clippin out
Criminal I'm hittin' out, in L.A. no gettin' out
2 1 3, pack your P, fly wicked style
Listen now, I'm sinnin' out, a 6-pack I'm sippin' out

[chorus]

woohoo

woohoo

Yo! representin O-Town, 2002 baby Transplants, 1 , hahaha

. . .


"And I ask you, my brothers and sisters, who is the true animal?"

Looks so violent.
Death is silent.
Beating me with your words (I’m bleeding now).
Battled to your head
And degenerating here at the brand new hope.
Devils surround me.
Anger astounds me.
Tearing apart my soul (beneath my guts).
About to go outside,
But he don’t realise they.
Seem to have lost control.

"And now, my brothers and sisters, the inversion begins"

Forever in night light.
Losing in hindsight.
Ownership changes hands (you'll never know).
It only gets through me (causing a slow death).
Welcome to human hell.
I got you a new fate.
Back in the sweepstakes.
Leaving the streets behind (your final sign).
Silence is true peace (Don’t ever read me).
Aloud cause I’ll take your life.

I’ll have you,
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
wishing for

I'll have you
I’ll have you

I’ll have you,
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
wishing for

A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death
A quick death

I’ll have you,
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
wishing for

I’ll have you
I’ll have you

I’ll have you,
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
I’ll have you
wishing for

. . .


when the fog comes through the golden gate
and the moon shines on the bay
and everything has changed
now that you have gone away
things are getting darker
and its harder for me to see
and now you're an angel
lookin over me

[chorus:]
back up back up - lets fuckin go
beat up keyed up - this rocky road(2x)

sad but true but the list is too long
if i had to name you all it wouldnt be fit in this song
this magnums got me thinkin and its making me pissed
your lives were taken to early and you will always be missed
all the mothers who cry and the fathers who mourn
for every lifes that taken theres another child born
that doesn't make it better and it doesn't make it right
im just thankful everyday that you came in my life

[chorus]

In a dream you take a trip
down Shattuck to Durant
up the hill, to the steps, Sproul Plaza and Telegraph
you pass Channing you pass Derby
you go to Ashby down to Adeleine
take mlk to fifty-fourth and go down
to Genoa yeah and follow the bart tracks
to Harmon street ahhh Harmon street
Harmon street Harmon street
yeah it's reoccurring it's like a dream
I live a thousand times yeah
and it's always like the very first time

as time goes on i can never forget
all the times we had memories i protect
seems like yesterday when i last saw your face
you're no longer here and noone can replace
all the times we had wish they could happen again
ill hold you in my heart in my heart till the end
if i could make a change it'd be me not you
so hard to see you go so sad but true

[chorus]

. . .


chorus:
i got so many problems ( I got so many problems)
and they weigh on my mind (and they weigh on my mind now)
i don't solve em, no, i just cause them (I don't solve em I just cause em)
and they weigh on my mind (And they weigh on my mind now)

tell me where do you go when your money's all gone?
when your friends are all gone? when your love is all gone?
no right turns, always seems to be wrong
all goes bad, it's so hard to be strong
it's an uphill battle i don't think i can win
i try to do right but i'm surrounded by sin
say, he's a better man, don't compare me to him
i've climbed the highest tree, now i'm stuck on a limb

chorus

i look for guiding light, but the bulbs they all burned out
got up to the door and the lights they all turned out
said they couldn't teach me, so i guess i'm all learned out
saw my soul die, didn't fly, it just squirmed out
in the blink of an eye i turned my home to a house
i know what to say, but no words will come out
my time's almost up, i don't have any doubts
i said my time's almost up and i don't have any doubts

i'm gonna hold on as long as i can here
and my american dream, i have some doubts there
i'm gonna hold on as long as i can here
and my american dream, i have some doubts there

chorus

And they weigh on my mind, weigh on my mind, weigh on my mind.

. . .


i'm not takin no chance tonight
i'm gonna pack me a gat tonight
now i'm gonna sell me some sacks tonight
and if it all goes well and i'm stacked tonight
we can all kick back and we can laugh tonight
you're off track tonight, and if you snooze you lose
you slept, we crept, you're being broke and bruised
that's the life i choose guns, drugs, and booze

and we can get down right here in the street
you choose to live on your knees, i'd rather die on my feet

sheila is a mess-o
she comes from majesto
and you confessed oh
i don't want to let go
she will do her best though
death to confession
everything's ok
if she goes and says so

she's gonna load em up
tie it up, now boot it up
shoot em up, suit em up
cigarette now smoke it up
i got my cuda up
cigarette now smoke it up
she's not my sister
i love to watch you tear it up

and we can get down right here in the street
you choose to live on your knees, i'd rather die on my feet

. . .


watch me now

Waitress all dressed like nurses in bondage
Brought me the check, said "I want you to sign this"
Union boy standing next to the rastas
"There's gonna be a strike and you ain't gonna stop us"
Three men standing and they love what they do
You won't see it coming, cause they wanna surprise you
Consider it done, they're gonna stand right by you
American punks don't care about you
Hollywood what you gonna do? [x2]
(Chorus)
Don't say that you don't understand
Don't say that you can't comprehend
Don't say that you don't understand, this is California Babylon, my man

Don't say that you don't understand
Don't say that you can't comprehend
Don't say that you don't understand, this is California Babylon, my man

Don't say that you don't understand
Don't say that you can't comprehend
Don't say that you don't understand, this is California Babylon, my man

You can take away the nights with sights of bright lights
Sheiks still ride, engage in street fights
Two to the head, pull around, he's dead
Suspect fled, caught up with bloodshed
No sign of hope, we fight and sling dope
Junkies to our left, no fix, they can't cope
Violence won't cease, hand me the chrome piece
No peace or sleep, we fight with police

this is the city that'll make all your dreams come true
so pay attention

(chorus)

At last she had arrived, we turned in exhausted
Cocaine in her pocket, she can get busted
Once again she passes, now she's gone
Now she's with her friend, her beautiful young
She showed up on the scene, she was 17
Now she's 21, she does some more coke, she does some more coke
She drinks some whiskey and she smokes some dope
She thinks she's a star [x4]
Do you know who you are? [x4]

(chorus)

. . .


[Chorus:]
We trusted you, we put out a helping hand
Only in return, we get a stabbing in the back [x2]

I paid a visit to a man who was pretty crazy
Cooled off in the shade, we were feelin' lazy
Trouble starts coming , nothing can phase me
When tomorrow looks very hazy
Took us for granted, let's start here
Friendship over, so very clear
Then what is fair, is gonna be fair
Fuck you...you're over

[Chorus]

It's time to weed out the weak, do away with their lives
I see it so clear now, through my open eyes
Stood by your side, you put a knife in my back
Never ever thought it'd be you who would do me like that
But we live and we learn, or so it's said
One thing about you, I can't wait till you're dead
The mistakes I've made won't happen again
Keep my enemies closer than I keep my friends
It's got me fucked up, I just can't let it go
Will we ever be the same? Well my answer is no
Think about your death every goddamn day
Wanna know what I think? This is what I must say
I say we line 'em all up, then we gun 'em all down
Then we all celebrate when they all hit the ground
Don't wake up now, it's gonna be too late
Don't give me that shit about cleanin' the slate
You've been at it too long, all your life that I've checked
Now your time's almost up with a noose on your neck
Smile in my face, better watch your back
Two-faced motherfucker gets both jaws cracked

[chorus]

[instrumental]

If you don't stand for nothing I can't really stand behind you
Who knew you withdrew your point of view
I lost mine, you cry and whine all the time
And I cant stand aside or anywhere near you
I'd get in check, you're a wreck, no respect,
In effect you elect me to fuckin' hate you
I'll break you down on the ground, I've found
You're a clown, I'm around, you want war? I'll take you
Stand aside, take a ride, I won't try, you're a lie, my lyrical lesson will teach you
So take a stand if you can, my man, go where I stand, I'll hold my hand
But in the real world you get squashed and then stung
Get hit bitch, slit, aw then you get hung
in a fantasy all day long, it must be so fun being so fucking dumb

[chorus]

. . .


"D.R.E.A.M."

Drugs rule everything around me,
fiend
get the powder,
drink another beer ya'll
[x4]

I keepin underground, it showed me NJ
like necro, cuttin like you can't breath
they call me Diablo let the gun smoke
like Rakim say, kid I ain't no joke
(?) city scapin this
If it's a law kid, we be breakin' it
2001 we makin hits
so one for the treble
two for the bass
three for the nights that puts a lump in your face
the (?) says i get mad with you
get the motherfucker bullets for the crew
I ride for my niggas
die for my niggas
get your body get high on my niggas
the bitch rap breaker rappin decapitated
diablo, eagles, MC, eliminator
what up playa? MC, Slayer
kill you in your dreams muffle your screams
put you in the earth, make you shake like a fiend
(?) with your TLS
spit fire and burn the hairs off your chest

Mr. hard to get along with
you wanna write a song with
any given time you can catch me with a bomb bitch
you think you catch me slippin?
I think you better stop
bitch(?) leave your motherfuckin wig split
step back before you get smacked, no runnin' from it
you too, I'll take you to school, you ain't above it
I stay rock, hardcore, have you screamin "no more"?
I'll bust you in the face, point and laugh while your blood pours

Mr. Bigshot, latino Gambino, rest in peace to my brother King Gino
you can catch me on the West Coast, with a fly-ass stripper tied to my bed-post
lookin' like Alicia Keys on her knees, lickin' the bag, just for a freeze
he knows me baby (?)
(?) happy and invisible
we thug-killers, Ice Grill-as, wildin' out like a pack of gorillas
you know man get the fam must be jokin'
must be the dust you be smokin'
(?) I wanna heavy metal smoke-ya
stomp your ass like a roach-a
player like a mom (?)
(?) coffin
trapped in a daze like Christopher Walken
now look who's talkin'
(?) smile (?) danny diablo's ok the devil's child

LA (rockin')
The Queens (keep rockin')
Transplants (rockin')
Diablo (keep rockin')
[x4]

Drugs rule everything around me,
fiend
get the powder,
drink another beer ya'll
[x8]

. . .


"Down In Oakland"

this song goes out to a good friend of mine
He lives life to the fullest, (yeah) every single day

Down in Oakland
I'm gonna find them
I'm gonna get them
I'll go rewind them
You can not hide them
I will go find them
Oh down in Oakland
It's such a sinner

With a hard boy drunken Ballentine
He's got 7 teeth left in his head, yea
He works at dark's in the day
At night he walks with the dead
And this lady come over to him
She want us take him for a ride
She said, "This dirty old town got no place a hide"

Time going away in town
And you got nowhere to go
Oh you can not move around
When your stuck in a blizzard snow
You wear your royals and eights
And you choose what's gonna be a sight
She said, "This dirty old town got no place a hide"

Down in Oakland
I'm gonna find them
I'm gonna get them
I'll go rewind them
You can not hide them
I will go find them
Oh down in Oakland
It's such a sinner

"Hey, where am I?"

Down in Oakland
I'm gonna find them
I'm gonna get them
I'll go rewind them
You can not hide them
I will go find them
Oh down in Oakland
It's such a sinner

. . .


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