Briefcase .......... Tom Rothrock

The Seed (2.0) .......... The Roots featuring Cody Chesnutt

Hands Of Time .......... Groove Armada

Guero Canelo .......... Calexico

Rollin' Crumblin .......... Tom Rothrock

Max Steals Briefcase .......... James Newton Howard

Destino de Abril .......... Green Car Motel

Shadow on the Sun .......... Audioslave

Island Limos .......... James Newton Howard

Spanish Key .......... Miles Davis

Air .......... Klazz Brothers & Cuba Percussion

Ready Steady Go .......... Oakenfold

Car Crash .......... Antonio Pinto

Vincent Hops Train .......... James Newton Howard

Finale .......... James Newton Howard

Requiem .......... Antonio Pinto

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[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Knocked up 9 months ago
And what she finna have she don't know
She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old
She don't want no rock-n-roll
She want platinum or ice or gold
She want a whole lotta somethin' to fold
If you a obstacle she just drop ya cold
Cuz one monkey don't stop the show
Little Mary is bad
In these streets she done ran
E'er since when the heat began
I told the girl look here
Calm down I'ma hold your hand
To enable you to peep the plan
Cuz you is quick to learn
And we can make money to burn
If you allow me the latest game
I don't ask for much, but enough room to spread my wings
And the world finna know my name

[Verse 2: Cody Chesnutt]
I don't ask, for much these days
And I don't bitch, and whine, if I don't get my way
I only wanna fertilize another behind my lover's back
I sit and watch it grow standin' where I'm at
Fertilize another behind my lover's back
And I'm keepin' my secrets mine
I push my seed in her push for life
Its gonna work because I'm pushin' it right
If Mary drops my baby girl tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll

[Verse 3: Black Thought]
Uh-huh
Cadillac need space to roam
Where we headin for she don't know
We in the city where the pros shake rattle and roll
And I'm a gaddang rollin' stone
I don't beg I can hold my own
I don't break I can hold the chrome
And this weighin' a ton and I'm a son of a gun
My code name is The Only One and Black Thought is bad
These streets he done ran ever since when the game began
I never played the fool
Matta fact I be keepin' it cool
Since money been changing hands
And I'm left to shine, but the legacy that I leave behind be the seed
that'll keep the flame
I don't ask for much but enough room to spread these wings
And the world finna know my name

[Verse 4: Cody Chesnutt]
I don't beg
For no rich man
And I don't scream, and kick, when his shit don't fall in my hands, man
Cuz I know how to still
Fertilize another against my lover's will
I lick the opposition cuz she don't take no pill
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-no dear
You'll be keeping my legend alive
I push my seed in her push for life
Its gonna work because I'm pushin' it right
If Mary drops my baby girl tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
Oh-ooh break it down, break it down, break down beat

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I push my seed somewhere deep in her chest
I push it naked cuz I've takin my test
Deliverin' Mary it don't matter the sex
I'm gon' name it rock and roll
I push my seed in my push for life
It's gonna work becuz I'm pushin it right
If Mary drop my baby girl, tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
I would name her Rock-N-Roll yeah
I would name it Rock-N-Roll

Keep looking through the window pane
Just trying to see through the pouring rain
It's hearing your name, hearing your name
I never really felt quite the same, since I've lost what I had to gain
No one to blame, no one to blame
Seems to me, can't turn back the hands of time
Oh it seems to me, can't turn back the hands of time
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Seems to me, can't turn back the hands of time
Oh it seems to me, can't turn back the hands of time
Seems to me, history was left behind

jump, scrape, break the switches
coast low wit da bitches
funky pop, drop 'n hop
here come the cops
guero canelo

gangs, guns, knives, thugs
chumps, chops, chill, chug
drink malt, smoke mota
I like you mucho
dame un beso

soma, valium, oxycontin
reds, whites, speed, vicodin
t's, b's, thorazine
screamers, pleasers
guero canelo

freak, tweek, week 2 week
kneel, feel, seek the geek
pump da bass in yo' face
contrabasso
how low can you go?

belladonna, mescaline
psylocibin, peyote
mda and dnt spells ecstasy
guero canelo

coil spring, bounce, crank
pumps, shocks, struts, tanks
psychoactive electroplade
it's necesito
dame un beso

impala, caddy
el dorado, comet
galaxy, el camino
chevelle, caprice
monte carlo
so low six fo'
how low can you go?

tweezer, teaser, tiger weezer
rusty, crusty, skuzzy skeezer
chuy, chata, cholo, chico
flaco, chucho
only at pueblo
mole y guero canelo

guero canelo
guero canelo

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Once upon a time
I was on a mind to lay your burden down
and leave you where you stood
you believed I could
you'd seen it done before
I could read your thoughts
and tell you what you saw
and never say a word
but now that is gone
over with and done
and never to return

I can tell you why
people die alone
I can tell you why
the shadow on the sun

staring at the loss
looking for the cause
and never really sure
nothing but a hole
to live without a soul
and nothing to be learned

I can tell you why
people go insane
I can show you how
you could do the same
I can tell you why
the end will never come
I can tell you on
the shadow on the sun

shapes of every size
move behind my eyes
doors inside my head
bolted from within
every drop of flame
lights a candle in
memory of the one
who lived inside my skin

I can tell you why
people go insane
I can show you how
you could do the same
I can tell you why
the end will never come
I can tell you on
the shadow on the sun

shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
shadow on the sun
sun
sun

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R-r-r-r-ready s-s-steady go!

Ready steady go!

Ready steady go!

R-r-r-r-ready....go!

Yo
Ready
Ready
Ready
Yo
Ready steady go!

Ready steady go!

Strictly the mother f-

Strictly the mother f-
Ready steady go!

R-r-r-r-ready....go!

Ready steady go!
Lyrical stylin' my flow yo

Yo
Ready
Ready
Lyrical stylin' my flow yo
Ready steady go!

Ready steady go!

Strictly the mother f-

Strictly the mother f-
Ready steady go!

Ready steady go!

Strictly the mother f-
Ready steady go!

Strictly the mother f-
Ready steady go!

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