New amazing upbeat song by American pop singer and the runner-up of American Idol season seven, David Archuleta surfaced recently. It will be the first single off his upcoming as-yet-untitled second studio album, scheduled for an unknown fall release date. The song will be available for purchase off iTunes on July 20.
Every night it’s all the same You’re frozen by the phone You wait, something’s changed You blame yourself every day You’d do it again Every night
There’s something ’bout love That breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh It sets you free
There’s something ’bout love That tears you up Whoa oh oh oh You still believe When the world falls down like the rain It’ll bring you to your knees There’s something ’bout love that breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh... But don’t give up There’s something ’bout love
When you were young Scared of the night Waiting for love to come along And make it right Your day will come, the past is gone So take your time And live and let live
There’s something ’bout love That breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh It sets you free
There’s something ’bout love That tears you up Whoa oh oh oh You still believe mp3junkyard.blogspot.com When the world falls down like the rain It’ll bring you to your knees There’s something ’bout love that breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh... But don’t give up There’s something ’bout love
Don’t fight Don’t hide Those stars in your eyes (in your eyes) Let em’ shine tonight Let em’ shine tonight
Hang on Hang in For the ride of your life It’s gonna be alright Hold on tight
There’s something ’bout love That breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh
There’s something ’bout love That breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh It sets you free
There’s something ’bout love That tears you up Whoa oh oh oh You still believe When the world falls down like the rain It’ll bring you to your knees (to your knees) There’s something ’bout love that breaks your heart Whoa oh oh oh... But don’t give up There’s something ’bout love
Whoa oh oh oh.. Set’s you free There’s something bout love That tears you up Whoa oh oh oh You still believe When the world falls down like the rain
Rapper Eminem has dropped a new track called "Session One" featuring hip hop supergroup, Slaughterhouse. Produced by Just Blaze, it is an iTunes deluxe edition bonus track off his latest album Recovery released recently. Definitely a solid joint!
[Eminem] Ladies and gentlemen make some noise aww s-it yeah y’all ready to get this s-it started or what well I brought some friends with me too
Now I ain’t back just for the sake of just saying I’m back I could relax but I’d rather stack ammo on tracks couple Xanax light a couple wax candles then black out and relapse til I yack Jack Daniels and yap, burp bubbles attitudes immaturing, double shot of bacardi party vision is blurring, waa hooo I can’t see s-it my words get to slurring uh oh, you can call me R Kelly now or your in trouble whats incurring before after enduring the show has no baring on the bad news I’m baring whoa what is it word play no I’m pushing you out the dumps so suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow then stomp your f-cking feet till you get to squishing a hoe its panda-monium (?) when you see him, damn baby you look good you’re giving me wood you should pull over like a sweat shirt with a hood (?) you and me both break bread while I’m copping over this game now pinch a loaf now homie who’s your favourite pain in the ass who claims to be spitting the same flames as me I’m Kanye when he crashed in otherwords I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas destroyed the front end deployed the damn airbags from the dash went through ‘em and laughed came back an hour after the accident and bit a god-damn jaw-breaker in half so stop (?) the funk and start shaking ya ass slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasion rapping Just Blaze on the track what the f-ck is more amazing than that slut answer me that, Royce where you at?
[ROYCE] I’m right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers are prying you apart(?), lump on your head designed by a bar-stool Designed by a cartoon, before I need to be hired Jimmy ‘Io fire mp3junkyard.blogspot.com Marshall The 9 tucked against the lining I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like ya’ll are a couple 69ing It’s like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga….f-ck your couch nigga! You screaming ‘f-ck the world’ with your middle finger up While I’m over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud My bitch, know I’m perfectly fit for murder Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo, Alfred (?), mad cerebral, you on your last burrito! (What that mean Nickel?) It’s a rap if you eating, get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I’m Middle Eastern Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that Good day and good night, Ortiz where the f-ck you at?
[JOEL ORTIZ] I’m right here; my Nike Airs buzz light-years ahead of my mic peers Quite scary to look at, a nightmare, where my book at I’ll write fear- In the heart of you tight squares, I harbour the art of you nice ________ It’s ______________ cuz that made me hotter than my dear Uncle Al’s breath after polishing off his 9th beer Homie chill listen, I swear, I’m God; I give tracks a holy feel (Holyfield) And they bite ears I’m right here, why wouldn’t I be, just waiting to be hooked to IV’s- __________ brown when you look at my pee And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction, and record the pig’s oink- When I rip his intestines This isn’t just an infection; this won’t go away with penicillin injections- Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection What I exhibit, seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it aww s-it I did it again, when I lit with this pen, I admitted this phlegm- This time along side Em and the Em So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the f-ck is Crook?
[CROOKED I] I’m right here letting the shotty pop Quick as a karate chop, get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop Come with Maserati drop, in the body shot Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped I take your life to the 9th inning A knife in a gunfight I love it me and my knife winning I laugh when you fall the s-it will be funny I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave drawers in this Impala, I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than 6 koalas; as soon as a I draw get sent to _________________ I kill with the tongue, I’m Atilla the Hun, I’m Genghis Khan, I’m a genius spawn I pillage your village for fun, ____________________, a syllable gun Real as they come, Long Beach _________! Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, ___________________ try to do without trying Cuz to us it’s so easy, where, Jump-off Joe Beezy?
