1. Ni fu ni fa 2. El Libertador 3. La Colmena 4. Crimen Sollicitationis 5. Gasta Claus 6. Fuego y Miedo 7. El Imperio Caerá 8. Hijos bastardos de la globalización 9. vándalo 10. El tercero de la foto 11. Decadencia 12. Qué puedo decir 13. Wild Spain
Crimen sollicitationis es el adelanto de Lágrimas y gozos, el nuevo álbum de SKA-P que significa el regreso de la banda después de seis años sin editar un disco grabado en estudio. El disco ha sido producido nuevamente por Tony López.
El 7 de octubre de 2008, regresa SKA-P con Lágrimas y gozos. Una vuelta que se presume cargada de energía y con las mismas inquietudes de siempre porque, como afirma la banda, “comienza una nueva etapa, ya estamos más viejos pero de lo que sí estoy seguro es de que volvemos con muchas ganas. Seguiremos en la brecha, tocando los huevos al sistema, a los poderosos, a los explotadores, a los maltratadores y asesinos, etc. Y apoyando a los más desfavorecidos, a los que están a la sombra y son víctimas de un muy imperfecto sistema global”.
La canción Crimen sollicitationis, primer single de su nuevo álbum, es el mejor reflejo de que SKA-P no ha bajado el listón de su actitud ni un milímetro.
Videoclip del tema "My life" de The Game con la colaboración de Lil´ Wayne
L.A.X. in Stores August 26th. 2008 Black WallStreet/Geffen/Interscope.
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Letra
[Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' till I'm tired They say you ain't grindin' till you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day, a life of the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken my life (x3) Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[The Game] The hazing has BEGUN Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away, like I overdosed on cocaine Take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide (Suicide..suicide..), I'm from a windy city, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus shot for no fuckin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people and Game needs the equal Hated on so much, "Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' ""Why"? Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?" And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' till I'm tired They say you ain't grindin' till you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day, a life of the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken my life (x3) Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 2] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, no more drama now Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds. (Gunshots) [Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' till I'm tired They say you ain't grindin' till you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day, a life of the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken my life (x3) Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 3] (My Life x3) Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton.... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes Could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me that made the hood Ridin' slow with that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back in my Sox hat I'm paid in full; the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back [Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' till I'm tired They say you ain't grindin' till you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day, a life of the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken my life (x3) Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
