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Stressed Out (2015)

Artista: Twenty One Pilots (Estados Unidos)

Álbum: Blurryface

Año: 2015

Géneros: Hip Hop Alternativo, Rap rock, Rock Psicodélico, Pop

Premios: Premio Grammy a la Mejor Actuación Pop Dúo o Grupo

Compositor: Tyler Joseph

Sello: Fueled By Ramen 

Dirección del vídeo: Reel Bear Media

Letra

I wish I found some better sounds No one's ever heard I wish I had a better voice That sang some better words

I wish I found some chords In an order that is new I wish I didn't have to rhyme Every time I sang I was told when I get older All my fears would shrink

But now I'm insecure And I care what people think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out

We're stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell will Take me back to when I was young How come I'm never able to identify Where it's coming from? I'd make a candle out of it If I ever found it

Try to sell it, never sell out of it I'd probably only sell one It'd be to my brother, cause we have the same nose Same clothes, home grown The stone's throw from a creek we used to roam

But it would remind us of when Nothing really mattered Out of student loans and tree house homes We all would take the latter My name's Blurryface and I care what you think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out

Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they're laughing at our face singing "Wake up, you need to make money", yeah

Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship And then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they're laughing at our face singing "Wake up, you need to make money", yeah

Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep But now we're stressed out

We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money

Used to play pretend Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship And then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space But now they're laughing at our face saying "Wake up, you need to make money", yeah

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Scooby Snacks (1996)

Artista: Fun Lovin' Criminals (Estados Unidos)

Álbum: Come Find Yourself

Año: 1996

Género: Rock alternativo, Hip-Hop alternativo, Gangsta Rap, Rap Rock

Compositores: Stephen Borgovini, Brian Leiser, Huey Morgan, Quentin Tarantino (su rol reside aquí en la inclusión de fragmentos de audio de sus filmes “Pulp Fiction”, de 1994, y “Perros de la calle”, de 1992)

Sello: Capitol Records

Letra

"Everybody be cool, this is a robbery!" "Any of you fucking pricks move And I'll execute every motherfucking last one of you!

"Me and Fast got the gats, we're out to rob a bank We got Steve outside, carrying a full pack Now everything's cool and everthing's smooth I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter She gave me the loot with puckered up lips And a wink that I found cute, and I said, "Baby, baby, baby" (Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what) By that time Fast tapped me with the nine He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive, off we drive See, I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll never get far Riding around in a stolen police car So we dropped it off and piled in a Caddy Steve was driving 'cause I had to talk to my man about something

"Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up You can torture me all you want" "Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one"

Running around robbing banks All whacked off of Scooby Snacks Running around robbing banks All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

And I don't give a fuck about the hell's gate Ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still standing up straight So, we pull these jobs to make a little money No one gets hurt if they don't act funny

On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught Fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing where the cop is, yeah They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from the Fromans Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded

They gave chase, but my man Steve's an ace And we lost those brothers with haste We casted off and along we went Off Bermuda to an island resort we rented

"Sonny, I need you cool "Are you cool?" "I am cool"

Running around robbing banks All whacked off of Scooby Snacks Running around robbing banks All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

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Pursuit Of Happiness (2009)

Artista: Kid Cudi (Estados Unidos)

Artista invitado: MGMT (Estados Unidos), Ratatat (Estados Unidos)

Álbum: Man on the Moon: The End of Day

Año: 2009

Género: Hip-hop alternativo, Neopsicodelia  

Compositores: Evan Peter Mast, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi, Michael Paul Stroud

Dirección del vídeo: Brody Baker

Sellos: GOOD Music, Universal Motown Records

Letra

Crush a bit, little bit Roll it up, take a hit Feeling lit, feeling right Two AM, summer night, I don't care Hand on the wheel Driving drunk I'm doing my thang Rolling in the midwest side now Living my life, getting our dreams People told me slow my roll I'm screaming out fuck that I'm a do just what I want Looking ahead no turning back If I fall if I die Know I lived it to the fullest If I fall if I die Know I lived and missed some bullets

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

Tell me what you know about dreamin' (dreamin') You ain't really know bout nothin' (nothin') Tell me what you know about the night terrors every night 5 A-M cold sweats, waking up to the sky Tell me what you know about dreams (dreams) Tell me what you know about night terrors nothin' You don't really care about the trials of tomorrow, Rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold (hey) I'll be fine once I get it, get it in, I'll be good

Pursuit of happiness Yeah, I'm a get it, I'll be, good Ugh Oh man Oh alright Oh, room is spinning, room is spinning Pat, Zule, where, oh fuck Oh my God Why did I drink so much and smoke so much oh