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Remixes Of DJ Four (Samuriel) Vol​.​2

by DJ Four

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Introducci​ó​n (Vol.2) 02:38
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2Pac - Trapped (Samuriel Remix) 04:46
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[Verse 1: 2Pac] You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on the streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught Shot up or shot down with the bullet that he bought Nine-millimeter kickin' thinkin' about what the streets do to me 'Cause they never taught peace in the Black community All we know is violence, do the job in silence Walk the city streets like a rat pack of tyrants Too many brothers daily headed for the big pen' Niggas comin' out worse-off than when they went in Over the years I've done a lot of growin' up Gettin' drunk, throwin' up, cuffed up, then I said I had enough There must be another route, way out to money and fame I changed my name, played a different game Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle If one more cop harasses me, I just might go psycho And when I get 'em, I'll hit 'em with the bum rush Only a lunatic would like to see a skull crushed Yo, if you're smart you'll really let me go, G But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch the Uzi [Chorus: 2Pac & Shock G] They got me trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down They got me trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down Trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down Trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down [Verse 2: 2Pac] They got me trapped, can barely walk the city streets Without a cop harasskin' me, searching me, then askin' my identity Hands up, throw me up against the wall, didn't do a thing at all I'm telling you one day these suckers gotta fall Cuffed up, throw me on the concrete Coppers try to kill me, but they didn't know this was the wrong street Bang bang, count another casualty But it's a cop who's shot for his brutality Who do you blame? It's a shame because the man's slain He got caught in the chains of his own game How can I feel guilty after all the things they did to me? Sweated me, hunted me, trapped in my own community One day I'm gonna bust, blow up on this society Why did you lie to me? I couldn't find a trace of equality Worked me like a slave while they laid back Homie don't play that, it's time I let 'em suffer the payback I'm tryin' to avoid physical contact I can't hold back, it's time to attack, Jack [Chorus: 2Pac & Shock G] They got me trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down You know they got me trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down Trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down They got me trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down [Verse 3: 2Pac] Now I'm trapped and walkin' for my getaway All I need is a G and somewhere safe to stay Can't use the phone 'cause I'm sure someone's tapping in Did it before, ain't scared to use my gat again I look back in hindsight, the fight was irrelevant But now he's the Devil's friend, too late to be tellin' him He shot first and I'll be damned if I run away Homie is done away, I should've put my gun away I wasn't thinkin', all I heard was the ridicule Girlies was laughin', Tup saying, "Damn, homie's dissin' you" Fired my weapon, started steppin' in the hurricane I got shot, so I dropped feelin' a burst of pain Got to my feet, couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood Now I'm a fugitive to be hunted like a murderer Ran through an alley, still lookin' for my getaway Copper say, "Freeze, or you'll be dead today" Trapped in a corner, dark and I couldn't see the light Thoughts in my mind was the nine and a better life What do I do? Live my life in a prison cell? I'd rather die than be trapped in a living Hell [Chorus: 2Pac & Shock G] They got me trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down They got me trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down Trapped Uh-uh, they can't keep the Black man down You know they got me trapped Nah, they can't keep the Black man down [Outro] Trapped Yo, y'all seen 2Pac, man? Y'all seen 2Pac, man? There he go! Ayy 'Pac, ayy, rollers out here, Pac, we gon' bail Let's go, man...
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MARINA - Bubblegum Bitch (Samuriel V) 02:29
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Got a figure like a pin-up, got a figure like a doll Don't care if you think I'm dumb, I don't care at all Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored I'm the girl you'd die for I'll chew you up and I'll spit you out 'Cause that's what young love is all about So pull me closer and kiss me hard I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch Queentex, latex, I'm your wonder maid Life gave me some lemons so I made some lemonade Soda pop, soda pop, baby, here I come Straight to number one Oh, dear diary, I met a boy He made my doll heart light up with joy Oh, dear diary, we fell apart Welcome to the life of Electra Heart I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I think I want your, your American tan Oh, oh, oh I think you're gonna be my biggest fan Oh, oh, oh I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
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Marilyn Manson - Disposable Teens (DJ Four Remix) 03:00
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And I'm a black rainbow, and I'm an ape of god I've got a face that's made for violence upon And I'm a teen distortion, survived abortion A rebel from the waist down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna thank you mom, I wanna thank you dad For bringing this fucking world to a bitter end I never really hated the one true God But the God of the people I hated You said you wanted evolution The ape was a great, big hit You say you want a revolution, man And I say that you're full of shit We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable You said you wanted evolution The ape was a great, big hit You say you want a revolution, man And I say that you're full of shit Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The more that you fear us, the bigger we get The more that you fear us, the bigger we get And don't be surprised, don't be surprised Don't be surprised when we destroy all of it Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah You said you wanted evolution The ape was a great, big hit You say you want a revolution, man And I say that you're full of shit Yeah, yeah, yeah You said you wanted evolution The ape was a great, big hit You say you want a revolution, man And I say that you're full of shit Yeah, yeah, yeah We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable teens We're disposable
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MC Ren - Keep It Real (Samuriel Remix) 04:30
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[Intro] (Nigga, gotta keep my shit real) Remix, ugh, yeah Putting down like this, like this [Verse 1] You know I gotta keep it on, like light but I'm heavy Nigga, tell your hoe to stay away from the Chevy I make you niggas pray everyday like Bone When you see me touch a motherfucking microphone Straight out off the motherfucking streets of Compton like E Made my first G before adding on the MC White people hate me like Johnnie Cochran Yelling fuck the police since niggas been pop locking I'm So So Def like Jermaine You bitches wanna see me fuck it up, but can't take the pain You niggas bragging like Big Poppa While you're living in a fucking hut like Jabba Ugh, like Rick, I'm knocking niggas out the box I'll make your ass wanna have the big one like Redd Foxx So fuck what you're going through You whack niggas this shit's for you Keeps it real [Hook] Now, who keeps it real? (You keeps it real) Ren in the cut, for real niggas what Niggas out faking like they got skills Rolling around with their rats in their floss mobiles And that's real [Bridge] Knock them out the box Ren, knock the out Ren [Verse 2] Living room packed, laid back on the flow Fools can't see me on the live with a Lando I'm running fools straight to the dirt While my man Train talking on the phone the evil curt Niggas waste gas driving down the same streets And hood rats wishing for the passenger seats Flag them down, like they're flagging down to get a taxi Too good to ride a bus, tricking is a must Another day kicking back, the Scientist is hard at work Thinking how to get paid, kicking back in the shade Or call Will and Temple where my homie down by Zeenie With the bald head, it's too hot for the beanie Sitting on the porch, niggas run the stop sign Hookers sell their bodies around the way ain't hard to find Right in the corner of McDonald's Parking Lot Peeping out their hair cause that spot is hot [Hook] Now, who keeps it real? (You keeps it real) Ren in the cut, for real niggas what Niggas out faking like they got skills Rolling around with their rats in their floss mobiles And that's real [Bridge] Knock them out the box Ren, knock the out Ren [Break] Nigga, gotta keep my shit real (x5) Keep my shit real [Verse 3] Randy up the street cutting up the fresh fade And Compton P.D. around the corner about to raid The yellow Helicopter hanging around like a Gnat And hood rats yelling out a car where the party at While Robbin and Train go and get a deuce And niggas around the way don't give a fuck about a gang truce But I gotta lot of love for my people And like they ain't crying, niggas just keep dying I won't be like most niggas and just come to shoot my video in Compton Then disappear for a year We're making fools like that, shake the spot One for the treble, jack your ass in the Parking Lot Cause handkerchief headed niggas come around faking Bragging about that money they be making Boot licking, butt dancing, and niggas just better chill Before I tell them how I feel, and that's real [Hook] Now, who keeps it real? (You keeps it real) Ren in the cut, for real niggas what Niggas out faking like they got skills Rolling around with their rats in their floss mobiles And that's real [Bridge] Knock them out the box Ren, knock the out Ren [Break] Nigga, gotta keep my shit real (x5) Keep my shit real
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Public Enemy - Welcome To The Terrorbeat (Samuriel Sound) 02:43
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I got so much trouble on my mind Refuse to lose Here's your ticket Hear the drummer get wicked (yeah) Hate Get down (come on, can you get it?) Get down (come on, can you get it?) Get down (come on, can you get it?) Would you join me please and welcome the lead? Subordinate terror kicking off an era Cold delivering pain My 98 was 87 on a record yo So now I go Bronco Caught in the race against time, the pit and the pendulum Check the rhythm and rhymes while I'm bendin' 'em Snakes blowin' up the lines of design Trying to blind the signs I'm sendin 'em
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Wu-Tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck (Samuriel Remix) 04:59
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So what's up, man? Coolin', man Chillin' chilin'? Yo, you know I had to call, you know why right? Why? Because, yo, I never ever call and ask you to play somethin', right? Yeah You know what I wanna hear, right? Whatchu wanna hear? I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint Wu-Tang again? Ah, yeah, again and again Wu-Tang Clan comin' at ya Watch your step, kid Watch your step, kid (protect ya neck, kid) Watch your step, kid (so set it off) Watch your step, kid Watch your step, kid Watch your step, kid (de Inspector Deck) I smoke on the mic like "Smokin' Joe" Frazier The hell raiser, raisin' hell with the flavor Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan Swingin' through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman So uh, tick-tock and keep tickin' While I get ya flippin' off the sh- I'm kickin' The Lone Ranger, code red, danger! Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart The vandal, too hot to handle Ya battle, you're sayin' "Goodbye" like Tevin Campbell Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set The Rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back, relax, won't smile Rae got it goin' on pal, call me the rap assassinator Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger And I'ma get mad deep like a threat Blow up your project, then take all your assets 'Cause I came to shake the frame in half With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math So if you wanna try to flip, go flip on the next man 'Cause I grab the clip and hit you with 16 shots and more I got Goin' to war with the meltin' pot, akh It's the Method Man, for short Mr. Meth Movin' on your left, ah! And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat I wanna break full, cock me back Small change, they puttin' shame in the game I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame And like Fame, my style'll live forever Niggas crossin' over, but they don't know no better But I do, true, can I get a, "soo!" 'Nough respect due to the one-six-oo I mean oh, yo check out the flow Like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustin' Niggas off because I'm hot like sauce The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me, uh What? Grab my nut, get screwed (Ow!) Here comes my Shaolin style True B-A-ba-B-Y-U To my crew with the, "Soo!" Watch your step, kid (yeah, yeah, yeah) Watch your step, kid (c'mon, baby baby, c'mon, baby baby) Watch your step, kid (c'mon, baby baby, c'mon) Watch your step, kid (yo, you best protect ya neck) First things first man you're f- with the worst I'll be stickin' pins in your head like a f- nurse I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack Shame on you when you stepped through to The Ol' Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo And I'll be damned if I let any man Come to my center, you enter, the winter Straight up and down that sh- packed jam You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man The Ol' Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin' Ason Unique rollin' with the night of the creeps Niggas be rollin' with a stash, ain't sayin' cash Bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin' ass For cryin' out loud my style is wild so book me Not long is how long that this rhyme took me Ejectin' styles from my lethal weapon My pen that rocks from here to Oregon Here's more again, catch it like a psycho flashback I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back I come with sh- that's all types of shapes and sounds And where I lounge is my stompin' grounds I give an order to my peeps across the water To go and snatch up props all around the border And get far like a shootin' star 'Cause who I are is livin' the life of Pablo Escobar Point-blank as I kick the square biz There it is, you're fuckin' with pros, and there it goes Yo, chill with the feedback, black we don't need that It's ten o'clock, hoe, where the fuck's your seed at? Feelin' mad hostile, ran the apostle Flowin' like Christ when I speaks the gospel Stroll with the holy roll, then attack the globe with the buckus style The ruckus, ten times ten men committin' mad sin Turn the other cheek and I'll break your f- chin Slayin' boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be) Comin' around the mountain when I come Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment My clan increase like black unemployment Yeah, another one dare, G-Gka-Genius Take us the f- outta here The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin' labels Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel Be doin' artists in like Cain did Abel Now they money's gettin' stuck to the gum under the table That's what ya get when ya misuse what I invent Your empire falls and you lose every cent For tryin' to blow up a scrub Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb Should've pumped it when I rocked it Niggas so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets This goes on in some companies With majors, they're scared to death to pump these First of all, who's your A&R? A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar? But he don't know the meanin' of dope When he's lookin' for a suit-and-tie-rap That's cleaner than a bar of soap And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight Matter of fact, bring out the girls, and let's have a mud fight You best protect ya neck You best protect ya neck You best protect ya neck You best protect ya neck
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System Of A Down - Hypnotize (Melodía de Samuriel) 04:21
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Why don't you ask the kids at Tienanmen Square Was fashion the reason why they were there? They disguise it, hypnotize it Television made you buy it I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my... She's scared that I will take her away from there Dreams that her country left with no one there Mezmerized the simple minded Propaganda leaves us blinded I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my... Girl
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Boys Noize - Lets Buy Happiness (Samuriel Remix) 05:02
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Ice Cube - A Bird In The Hand (Samuriel Remix) 03:15
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[Intro: Big Bird] Say, look at this I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry [Verse: Ice Cube] Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation But that's not likely, so here's my application Pass it to the man at AT&T 'Cause when I was in school I got the A.E.E But there's no SC for this youngsta I didn't have no money, so now I gotta punch the Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man But whitey says there's no room for the African Always knew that I would clock G's But welcome to McDonald's, "May I take your order, please?" Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer Now I pay taxes, that you never give me back What about diapers, bottles, and Similac? Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack For decent shelter and clothes on my back? Or should I just wait for help from Bush? Or Jesse Jackson, and Operation PUSH? If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche A Massengill, what the hell Crack will sell in the neighborhood To the corner house bitches Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges Or anybody that he know So I copped me a bird, better known as a kilo Now everybody know I went from po' To a nigga that got dough So now you put the feds against me 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency I never get love again But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican Now I remember, I used to be cool 'Til I stopped fillin' out my W-2 Now senators are gettin' high And your plan against the ghetto backfired So now you got a pep talk But sorry, this is our only room to walk 'Cause we don't want a drug push But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush [Outro] Tell the politicians, the hustlers Live and let live (Yeah) Tell the politicians, the hustlers Live and let live (Yeah)
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Thomas Bangalter - What To Do (DJ 4OUR Funk Version) 05:08
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12.
Grace - Not Over Yet (DJ Samuriel EDIT) 04:52
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I'd live for you I'd die for you Do what you want me to I'd cry for you My tears will show That I can't let you go It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Don't get me down Don't make a sound Don't throw it all away Remember me So tenderly Don't let it slip away It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (You still want me don't you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet (Cos I can see through you) It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet
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DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World (Samuriel Loop Edit) 02:51
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