Fort Minor ft. Ryu (Syles of Beyond), Julez Santana, & Celph Titled - SCOM with lyrics

Fort Minor SCOM Lyrics: Ugh, Shinoda, that's right, Ryu Celph Titled, yeah, Demigodz Dipset, Juelz Santana And of course, Fort Minor Let's go It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh FMDEMIGODZ It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh DIPSETSOB G's I came from pumping 60K out the trunk switchblades Ziggy stuff nicknames, itchy braids, bitchmade Faggots, but shit's changed, my cabbage is picked man Rollin' twenties up like Snoop Doggy dog's crip game But I'm out for the crown, housin, I'm buckin' 'em down Dousin' and dunkin' these fuckin punks in a bucket and bounce When I get up in the game beware Put a pimp on a hope and then say your prayers Got this ocean so damn potent player Put you on a throne like a broken chair You know its a movement. Crack for the gods and goons We back you talk about gats but dont actually use 'em But I'm happy to do it because this is demigodz Celph Titled, Ryu with Tak, Apathy stupid From bottom to top, i rose, choppin them rocks, in rows, Cockin the glock and blows, no more! of that Now I just hop in the drop and go To the most popular spots With ho's and they know, they ain't go I went from pumpin' that white stuff To bein up in them white clubs Like hey, I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff Plus I fuck with the white boys, skaters and bike boys Who may act different but the struggles alike, boy Shinoda know that if it's a problem I'm coming over, yo Quick fast in a hurry, not needing to overdose And I mean that, just call if you need that The best of both different ...

Lee Hoiby "Be not afeared" (Aria from "The Tempest")

Gerald Seminatore, Tenor with Brian Moll, piano. Information below. Lee Hoiby's Shakespeare opera THE TEMPEST was premiered in 1986 and has received critically acclaimed performances at the Dallas Opera, at SUNY Purchase, and in other venues. In this scene of the play, Caliban tells Stephano not to be afraid of the strange music played by the spirit Ariel. CALIBAN Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again; and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked, I cried to dream again. (The Tempest 3.2.148-156)