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Primitive

1. Back To The Primitive
2. Pain [w/ Chino Moreno (Deftones)]
3. Bring It
4. Jumpdafuckup [w/ Corey Taylor "#8" (Slipknot)]
5. Mulambo
6. Son Song [w/ Sean Lennon]
7. Boom
8. Terrorist [w/ Tom Araya (Slayer)]
9. The Prophet
10. Soulfly II
11. In Memory Of... [w/ Cut-Troat Logic]
12. Flyhigh


1. Back To The Primitive

Um, dois, tre^is, quatro... 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
We got our life to live 
The way we want to be 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
"Who feels it, knows it" 
(Bob Marley) 
And God will guide me 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your bullshit 
We're back to set it free 
Confronting the negative 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all you wannabes 
You don't mean shit to me 
Let it bleed... 

(tribal) 
Primitive 
Primitive 
Primitive 
Primitive 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
We got our life to live 
The way we want to be 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
How it used to be 
Check your reality 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
Fuck all you wannabes 
Aaaaaarggghhh! 

Back to the primitive 
Fuck all your politics 
Forever we will be 
What we want to be 

Primitivo 

2. Pain

Speak up - you know what is up 
Code of silence?! Who set you up?! 
Some shit so wrong in this world 
It's all fucked up now you're gone 
Speak up - you know what went on 
How could you let it go? 
It's murder you covered up 
Stained blood on your soul 

Down on my knees 
Hands stretched to heaven above 
Christ this pain is hard to live with 
Don't fill my heart with love 
Engulf my heart with vengeance 
You need to see our pain 
Don't fill this heart with love 
The truth needs to be told 

You can't mask 
Pain 
My pain 
Our Pain 
You can't mask 
Pain 
My pain 
Our pain 

"Fuck you... 
Friday I was freaking out" 
(sample: Dana's voice) 

3. Bring It

Carved in hate, carved in hate 
War is insane 
Everywhere, everywhere 
Blood and disgrace 
Look around, look around 
Apocalypse now!! 
Terminate, terminate 
With extreme hate 

Bring it 
Bring it 
Bring it 
Bring it 

Who da cap fit, who da cap fit 
You know what I mean 
All your envy, all your envy 
I'll make you bleed 
Why don't you go away, why don't you go away 
And never come back no more 
Cut throat, cut throat 
Fuck off!!! 

Why don't you go away, why don't you go away 
Never come back no more 
Cut throat scum 
You don't have a soul... 

Fuck off 

4. Jumpdafuckup

Jumpdafuckup! 

Muthafucka u don't understand 
All my hate! 
Muthafucka u don't understand 
All my rage! 
Muthafucka u don't understand 
All my pain! 
Muthafucka u don't understand... 

You seem to sever all my frequencies 
I'm tethered to your energies 
And everything turns inside out 
I can't be killed but I'm not too proud 

Maybe you would like to peek through the curtain 
At the same mistake you know you always make 
But...all I really want to know is 
Are you gonna lay the fuck back down 
Or jump da fuck up? 

Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit 
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me 
Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit 
Open up your eyes and fucking see 
We got the tribe against society 
We got to fight the real enemy 
Get da fuck up, stand da fuck up 
Back da fuck up 

All this is making things a bit insane 
And I don't care who stares or stays 
The only thing that matters is 
Will you reach out if you can't resist? 

Maybe you don't give a shit for the rest of us 
But if you do, the time is now, if it ever was 
If you're gonna fight, whatcha gonna do? 
Jump da fuck up! 

How dare you single out my honesty 
Compare me to your travesties 
I only want to see you fight 
The darkness you wanna live your life by 

And if you're gonna quit 
I don't give a shit 
What the fuck, I'm a Mack truck 
Are you gonna give up like a bitch 
Or jump da fuck up? 

Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit 
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me 
Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit 
Open up your eyes and fucking see 
We got the tribe against society 
We got to fight the real enemy 
Get da fuck up, stand da fuck up 
Muthafuckaaaaaaaarrggghhhh 

I'm a self-destructive piece of shit 
Smear me in 
I don't owe you a goddamn thing 
This life has never had the swing 
I don't wanna be immortal or legend or anything 
Cuz the longer I'm alive, the better off you'll be 
Get ready for epitome, come on and pity me... 
Will you kill me if I say please? 

I'm the same old reasons not to try 
What the hell 
Beat to death with a shovel and a new smell 
Come and get me, mom would never let me do it 
I'm ruined, I don't want anything from you 
Cuz I've got nothing left to prove, c'mon 
My time, everything feels fine, goodbye 
Killing from the inside 

5. Mulumbo

Mulambo eu (Mulambo I) 
Mulambo tu (Mulambo you) 
Chegou Aqui (Just arrived here) 

Mulambo eu (Mulambo I) 
Mulambo tu (Mulambo you) 
Chegou Ali (Just arrived over there) 

Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!! 
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!! 
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!! 
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!! 
(Mulambo it's here to fuck this shit up!!!) 

Third world and I'm coming with the fire 
Futebol and I'm coming with the fire 
E porrada and I'm coming with the fire 
(porrada: punch or brawl) 
O Brasil and I'm coming with the fire 

Mulambo - Mulambo - Mulambo - Mulambo 

Revolutionary como "Zapata" 
(Zapata: Mexican revolutionary) 
Revolutionary e "Che Guevara" 
(Che Guevara: Third World revolutionary) 
Revolutionary como "Zumbi" 
(Zumbi: Brasilian slave hero) 
Revolutionary to the "most high" 

6. Son Song

Sometimes I don't 
want to face life 
Sometimes I feel empty inside 
But every moment is precious 
And everyone will turn to dust 

Dust myself up 
and I scream at the sky 
It's been so hard 
but I can't let it die 
Turn my head up, 
looking at the stars 
So many years, 
I still wonder where you are? 
Dust myself up 
and I scream at the sky 
It's been so hard 
and I ask myself why? 
Turn my head up, 
looking at the sun 
Waited so long, 
it's time to move on, move on 

Look at the sun, 
look at the sky 
Another day, another sign 
And every moment is precious 
And everything will turn to dust 

Dust myself up 
and I scream at the sky 
It's been so hard 
but I can't let it die 
Turn my head up, 
looking at the stars 
So many years, 
I still wonder where you are? 
Dust myself up 
and I scream at the sky 
Every day I ask myself why? 
So much pain pouring 
from inside 
Above me I feel the spirit fly 

7. Boom

Every time I think about how you act 
You got no life, you got no respect 
Yeah every time I think about how you act 
You got nothing, nothing left... 

Leeches and hypocrites 
They even steal the air we breathe 
Pretending and faking it 
To be something they cannot be... 

You come around when you know you need something 
Stick around and try to get anything 
But I know who's really down with me 
Back tha fuck up you bumbklaatt enemy... 

Boom 
Watchugot? 
Watchuwatchugot? 
Watchugot? 
Boom 

Happiness is to give back 
Love one another, have respect 
Give more to receive less 
Give life, soul and fire 

Using people like they are tools 
Treating them like they're just fools 
Always quiet but I know what you do 
God knows and you will too... 

Fuck you, you fuckin' disgrace 
And then you act like everything's the same 
I don't dig it, I don't play mind games 
Don't fuck with me and my friends 

Give more to receive more 
Give life, soul and fire 

8. Terrorist

Spreading terrorism through the music 
Rebelling against all this bullshit 
Fire is the heat that burns deep inside 
Raging and out of control 

Spreading terrorism through the music 
Rebelling against all this shit 
Energy in the purest form 
Controlled chaos, bring it on... 

Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy 
Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy 

Spreading terrorism through the music 
Rebelling against all this bullshit 
Urban guerillas on the front line 
Arm in arms, bring it on... 

Rise, rise, rise 
Above this bullshit 
Rise, rise, rise 
Above this bullshit 

"Night will come and I will follow 
For my victims no tomorrow" 
"Non-conformity in my inner self 
Only I guide my inner self" 

Bring da pain to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill 
Bring da rage to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill 
Bring da shit to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill 
Bring da pain to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill...\ 

9. The Prophet

Time has arrived, we see all the signs 
Revolution now is the time 
Revelation soon to arise 
Tribulation means it's the time 
Send out the soldiers, 
their shield is their souls 
Revolution coming unfold 
Revelation coming untold 
The prophet born to the world 

Life, I know our life goes way out beyond 
I leave you fire to carry on 
Salvation coming to those 
With the most high in their souls 

Here comes the prophet 
(time has arrived) 
The prophet 
(revolution/revelation) 
Here comes the prophet 
(time has arrived) 

Rise above and beyond the sky 
You know that we got to fight 
The struggle to survive 
Fuck you, this is my life 

Um, dois, tre^is, quatro 

The prophet - mais forte do que a morte (stronger than death) 
The prophet - stronger than it all 
The prophet (tribal) 

10. Soulfly II

(Instrumental)

11. In Memory Of...

Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries 
to collect my breath as ransom in return 
for my soul's silhouette.
How deep does shit get? Is it worth the 
Bentleys and jets in this jungle of sheer 
cons and devils with
breasts. I mean does everything happen for 
a reason, the change of seasons, even the 
slugs screamin' to
stop you from breathin'. It seems we're all 
a target in this mosh pit. The world be 
spinnin' lopsided, that's
why I have my logic. 

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound 
clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound 
clash/bomb blast 
So don't tell me how to act - how to be - 
how to live 
We are what we are - forever live or die 
Don't tell me how to act - how to be - 
how to live 
I am what I am from beginning to the end 

My conspiracy theory threatens national 
security, speaking clearly, you assholes 
don't hear me. Walked the
psychopath of Timothy Leary when cell 
therapy wasn't curing me, God put fear in 
me, scaring me. RIP
Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity, 
still with me spiritually, forever in memory. 
Cut throat - who ill as me?
Soulfly. Flight attendants ain't got shit 
on me. You reap what you sow, so I try my
hardest to harvest good
crops regardless if most artists are 
garbage - with godless content. To be 
honest, the chronic plus my
fondness of alcoholic products held my 
spirit in bondage like convicts. Gettin' 
blunted wasn't pungent,
overabundance of dumb shit had me living 
low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my mental 
growth stunted, cut
friends out my circumference I used to run 
with. Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and 
clubbin', I got one in the
oven, plus my girl's talkin' husband - she 
buggin'. My method of flowin' expression 
through poem, salt of the
Earth like the ocean - God's chosen spokesman. 
Creation to cremation, to be blatant - fuck 
Satan - paper
chasin' motherfuckers facing damnation. 
Girls actin' fly with no interest in 
aviation - fuck station - radio
waves is just radiation. 

We are what we are - musical 
contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical 
contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
You don't feel when I bleed, when I 
scream, when I feel 
We are what we are - forever live or die 
You don't know how I feel, what is real, 
what's the deal 
I am what I am from beginning to the end 

Cutthroat Logic - the newest extension of 
the Soulfly Tribe from now until the day 
that I die. Can't you tell by
the pain in my eyes that with this music 
I will bring my dream to life. Stressed 
the F out, losin' my mind, I
wanna blow up right now but I know it 
takes time. Like slanging saxs to takin' 
elbows across the state lines,
from 22's to tec 9's swag to kind. 
Underground to worldwide, I will never die, 
forever my words in my
rhymes they gonna keep me alive. So onward 
I strive each and every day of my life az I 
fight to keep
K-RAB's dream alive. Forever my better half 
from fightin' to makin' cash. Some things in 
life are fucked up -
wish I could take 'em back. But I live life 
with no regrets so I just look back on life 
and laugh. 

We are what we are - musical 
contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical 
contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
In memory of D-LOW I carry this pain 
We are what we are - I know you understand 
In memory of D-LOW I carved your name 
I am what I am from beginning to the end 

Got Catholics in confession and 5-percenters 
studying lessons while the youth smoke 
Buddha for blessing.
I hear you fuckers on vinyl praising false 
idols - claiming Gods and dogs and other 
fraud titles - to rival. My
recital's laced with the Bible, life is just 
a time trial - I'm trying to make the finals. 
March madness in the land
of savages - I'm stranded, a magnet for static 
so I combat it diplomatic - nomadic - what 
I'm tatted - my
cross my only baggage - roots go back to Africa, 
I'm not Asiatic. Brothas mastered mathematics and still
they can't add it. My quest isn't cabbage 
although it's nice to have it - rock the 
planet - like volcanic magma
fragments - as my lava cools a lot of fools 
take me for granite. I just wanna meet the 
trinity and live for
infinity - laugh at the enemy - when I get 
there who cares who remember me - on Earth. 
Since birth my
dome had afro turf - ask the nurse - I heard 
a verse that said - "who's last is first" - 
so I keep my flesh
humble 'cause I'm still-skinned like Rumple - 
average a triple double and keep my game subtle - jam
harder - than Vince on all ballers from bench 
to starter since I slaughter holler - murda - 
on Shawn Carter -
no honor with robbers - so I pray to my godfather 
and my conscience isn't bothered by how I get my dollars. 

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast 

12. Flyhigh

Pressure building on my soul 
I ask God to take control 
Guide me through this fucked up world 

Conquer this fear spiritually 
Forever let it be 
Into infinity 

Against all odds we carry on 
Like we always did before 
Soulmate forever more 

I feel your presence every day 
It's so real in every way 
Give God thanks and praise! 

Just let my soul fly free 
And let me be the one God wants me to be 
Just let my soul fly free 
And let me see everything I'm 
supposed to see 

Just let my soul fly 
Just let my soul fly 
Just let my soul fly free!!! 

Pressure building on my soul 
I ask God to take control 
Give me guidance in this world 

Conquer this fear spiritually 
Forever let it be 
Into infinity
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