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One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line Awaitin' for the train that goes home, sweet Mary Hopin' that the train is on time Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line Whoooo do you love, I hope it's me I've bin a changin', as you can plainly see I felt the joy and I learned about the pain that my momma said If I should choose to make a part of me, surely strike me dead Now I'm one toke over the line sweet Jesus One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line I'm waitin' for the train that goes home sweet Mary Hopin' that the train is on time Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line I sail away a country mile, Now I'm returnin' showin' off a smile I met all the girls and loved myself a few Ended by surprise like everything else I've been through It opened up my eyes and now I'm One toke over the line sweet Jesus One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station Don't you just know I waitin' for the train that goes home sweet Mary Hopin' that the train is on time Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line Don't you just know I waitin' for the train that goes home sweet Mary Hopin' that the train is on time Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line I want to be One toke over the line sweet Jesus One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line Don't you just know I waitin' for the train that goes home sweet Mary Hopin' that the train is on time Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over line One toke, one toke over the line [img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img]Brewer and Shipley |
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Time by David Bowie
Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me, boy Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy Time - In Quaaludes and red wine Demanding Billy Dolls And other friends of mine Take your time The sniper in the brain regurgitating drain Incestuous and vain, and many other last names I look at my watch it says 9:25 and I think "Oh God I'm still alive" We should be on by now You - are not a victim You - just scream with boredom You - are not evicting time Goddamn, you're looking old You'll freeze and catch a cold 'Cause you've left your coat behind Take your time Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful I had so many dream, I had so many breakthroughs But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless The door to dreams was closed Your park was real dreamless Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling thought this darkness But all I have to give is guilt for dreaming We should be on by now |
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I don't see any lines about smoking too much weed imo.
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([censored] all you hoes) Get a grip [censored].
Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters, and all the [censored] in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'? Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh [Verse One:] It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It's all good Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, [censored], uh [Chorus:] You know very well who you are Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a go, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty [Verse Two:] I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way The Moet and Alize keep me pissy Girls used to diss me Now they write letters 'cause they miss me I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff I was too used to packin' gats and stuff Now honies play me close like butter played toast From the Mississippi down to the east coast Condos in Queens, indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Livin' life without fear Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's still all good Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, [censored] [Verse Three:] Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I like the life I live 'Cause I went from negative to positive And it's all... (It's all good) ...and if you don't know, now you know, [censored], uh Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, [censored] Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, [censored], uh Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh Uh, yeah, a-ight |
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"Let's Get This Paper" Yeah, yeah, hey, hey hey [Verse 1] R.I.P. Pooh Bear, that's my dead homie [censored] that other [censored], hey, let's get this bread homie Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta They underestimate me 'cause I'm comin' from Alabama Martin Lee, innocent, he ain't even have a chance They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in that ambulance That boy was only fifteen years old, [censored] what they say he did So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel when police killin' kids? And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get them pounds If it ain't that coke then we get that 'dro and break it down See that ice, the dope man paradise Boy better think twice, that dope have you doin' life They tore down the projects, so where we gon' move next? They takin' them food stamps, they stop government checks Hey, money my motivator, my mouth my money maker Naw I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 1] Yeah when you look at us just think about it, we don't own nothin'.. If we get money, we got a lil' few dollars, but our whole family tore up [censored] you gettin' money for the people in ya family that ain't got nothin'.. When it's all said and done, what do you own? You don't own nothin', you don't own you... The [censored] playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey, he can't even be in a commercial wit' his name on the back, so when it's really all said and done, what did you do this for? What difference did you make? [Verse 2] You see how the world changin'? Yeah, they look so dumb ain't it? Wish they just kill 'em all so now the Middle East they bangin' Preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that [censored] So know how we know it's [censored]? Same [censored] I went to school wit' Grabbin' on yo' nuts and disrespectin' get you merked Them young [censored] got pistol grips, they been about they killin' [censored] But they all some hypocrites, haters they won't let me be When I come up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels took him home They gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong Now we convicted felons, because they caught us sellin' And nine times out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin' I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Promised Land I need another chance, I wanna meet that man Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker No I don't see you haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 2 - Polow Da Don] Yeah! Surprise [censored]! Hey we ?? [censored]! Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin' money... Y'all [censored] ain't gettin' no [censored]' money [censored]! I got millions [censored] and I'm still broke [censored] 'cause that ain't no mutafuckin' money! Y'all playin' right into these [censored]' hands... Risk ya life everyday for some [censored]! Huh [censored]? What yo' bank account say [censored]? Oh that's all? Haha! [Verse 3] They shippin' them boys off, they fightin' in Iraq It's soldiers in that war that ain't never gon' make it back [censored] this the battlefield, fake [censored] scream keep it real Yeah yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills Hey [censored] times harder, so we grind harder We takin' chances wit' that coke comin' 'cross that water Tryin' to get up out this ghetto life ain't gotta be this way Them pigs they came and kicked my mama do' in yesterday I prayed a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes And now I'm beggin' Lord that you don't let me down this time Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker No I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 3 - Rich Boy] Our Father who art in Heaven, Please Lord forgive me for that crack sellin'... Thou kingdom come, thou will be done, these [censored] dumb Yeah [censored] gave my brother ten years [censored]... what the [censored] you s'posed to do wit' that [censored] they gave my uncle twenty years [censored].. matter fact they gave my cousin life [censored]... I can tell ya how I feel [censored] be on that [censored]' stand [censored] lookin' the [censored]' judge in they face [censored]... and he gon' tell you some stupid [censored] like "life" [censored].. They sendin' y'all [censored] on vacation [censored] 'cross the nation [censored], y'all [censored] caught up in the [censored]' hype [censored]... Sellin' that white [censored]... I been there, done that [censored] [censored] I'm from Mobile [censored] they call that bitch ?? city [censored], you bring yo' black ass there [censored], you ain't gon' make it [censored]... You guaranteed to go to muhfuckin' prison bein' black where I'm from [censored] I come from the mutafuckin' impossible [censored] Now y'all [censored] gotta deal wit' me [censored] I'm here! Zone 4 new [censored]' money [censored] D Boy Squad.. Rich Boy! Polow Da Donnnnnnn! Yeah! |
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And then last night i had that strange dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed Where concerns about the world getting warmer The people thought they were just being rewarded For treating others as they like to be treated For obeying stop signs and curing diseases For mailing letters with the address of the sender Now we can swim any day in november |
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PITTM link me to youtube etc of that song.
Also, nice David Bowie lyric. Here we goooooo Bob Dylan - Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands With your mercury mouth in the missionary times, And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes, And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes, Oh, who among them do they think could bury you? With your pockets well protected at last, And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass, And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass, Who among them do they think could carry you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace, And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace, And your basement clothes and your hollow face, Who among them can think he could outguess you? With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns, Who among them would try to impress you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? The kings of Tyrus with their convict list Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss, And you wouldn't know it would happen like this, But who among them really wants just to kiss you? With your childhood flames on your midnight rug, And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs, And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs, Who among them do you think could resist you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide To show you the dead angels that they used to hide. But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side? Oh, how could they ever mistake you? They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm, But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm, And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms, How could they ever, ever persuade you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row, And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go, And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show, Who among them do you think would employ you? Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold, And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul, Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? |
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ayo for yayo
walk around with yayo all in my nasal i musta been crazed yo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVQ0TCoOUYQ |
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Werewolves of London. 'nuff said.
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U WASTED LIFE
WHY WOULDNT U WASTE DEATH? |
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Were no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand * never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Weve know each other for so long Your hearts been aching But youre too shy to say it Inside we both know whats been going on We know the game and were gonna play it And if you ask me how Im feeling Dont tell me youre too blind to see |
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Were no strangers to love You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand * never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Weve know each other for so long Your hearts been aching But youre too shy to say it Inside we both know whats been going on We know the game and were gonna play it And if you ask me how Im feeling Dont tell me youre too blind to see [/ QUOTE ]Can't believe this took so long Also "This Is Why I'm Hot" [Chorus:] This is why I'm hot [2x] This is why [2x] Uh This is why I'm hot (Uh) This is why I'm hot [2x] Whoo This is why [2x] This is why I'm hot I'm hot cause I'm fly (fly) You ain't cause you're not (Mims) This is why [2x] This is why I'm hot [2x] [Verse 1:] This is why I'm hot I don't gotta rap I can sell a mill saying nothing on the track I represent New York I got it on my back [censored] say that we lost it So I'm gonna bring it back I love the dirty, dirty 'Cause [censored] show me love The ladies start to bounce As soon as I hit the club But in the Midwest They love to take it slow So when I hit the H I watch you get it on the floor And if you needed it hyphy I take it to the Bay Frisco to Sac-town They do it everyday Compton to Hollywood As soon as I hit L.A. I'm in that low, low I do it the Cali way And when I hit Chi People say that I'm fly They like the way I dress they like (They like my) my attire move crowds from side to side They ask me how I do it and simply I reply... [Chorus] [Verse 2:] This is why I'm hot Catch me on the block Every other day Another bitch another drop 16 bars, 24 pop 44 songs, [censored] gimme what you got I'm in there driving cars Push 'em off the lot I'm into shutting stores down so I can shop If you need a bird I can get it chopped Tell me what you need you know I get 'em by the flock I call my homie black meet on the ave I hit Wash Heights with the money in the bag We're into big spinners See my pimping never dragged Find me with different women that you [censored] never had For those who say they know me know I'm focused on my cream player you come between you'd better focus on the beam I keep it so mean the way you see me lean And when say I'm hot my [censored] dis is what I mean [Chorus] [Verse 3:] This is why I'm hot Shorty see the drop Ask me what I paid and I say yeah I paid a guap And then I hit the switch that take away the top So chicks 'round the way they call me cream of the crop They hop in the car I tell 'em "all aboard" We hit the studio they say they like how I record I gave you black train and I did you wrong So everytime I see 'em man they tell me that's their song They say I'm the bomb They love the way the charm hanging from the neck And compliments the arm which compliments the ear den comes the gear So when I hit the room the shorties stop and stare Den [censored] start to hate rearrange their face Little do they know I keep 'em things by waistside I reply nobody gotta die Similar to Lil wizzy 'cause I got that fire [Chorus] |
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Bob Dylan - It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2bjqYPH7rAo Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have To stand naked. An' though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy Insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not fergit That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to. Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer's pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally Life sometimes Must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards False gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. |
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As sung by Jeff Buckley
Well I heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya? Well it goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair And she broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well baby I've been here before I know this room and I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew ya I've seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well there was a time when you let me know What's really going on below But now you never show that to me do you? And remember when I moved in you? And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well maybe there's a God above But all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA And it's not a cry that you hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah |
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The day is approaching to give it your best
You've got to reach your prime! That's when you need to put yourself to the test And show us the passage of time. We're gonna need a montage. (Montage) A sports-training montage! (Montage) And just show a lot of things happenin' at once. Remind everyone of what's goin' on. (What's goin' on?) And with every shot, show a little improvement To show it won't take too long. That's called a montage. (Montage) Even Rocky had a montage! (Montage) In any sport, if you want to go From just a beginner to a pro You'll need a montage. (Montage) A simple little montage! (Montage) Always fade out (Montage) into a montage... (Montage) If you fade out it seems like a long time (Montage) has passed in a montage... (Montage) Montage... (Montage) |
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Classic but I prefer "Pearl Harbor Sucked" |
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[censored] with me, you know what it is I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burnin bruises on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a [censored] would trip this year [Verse One] Dressed in all black and my gun the same color Murder my enemy love thy brotha And I ain't never gave a [censored] about a [censored] Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga stomach You [censored] better take side with young money, Cash Money You'll get left in your ride crash dummy I'll be around when the times get ugly When the wheels fall off and the tires stop running The magazine empty and the nine stop busting I bang my fist till my palms get bloody Cuz I'm a monsta man I'm gonna find you in my AP nine on jam I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam I will fire and drop a hater rite where he stands I'm gonna die with this blazer rite in these hands I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burnin bruises on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a [censored] would trip this year [Verse 2] Twenty-two's, thirty-eight's, forty-four's, forty-five's Tucked in my thirty-eight, mack on my back I am So ready for whateva that awaits me Run up in your place while you're sleepin await the Calicoes, ak's, Uzi-machines Got ya misplacin your arms and losin your knees I am takin names, so who wanna leave Out this bitch with your brains and your dew on your sleeve? I got the hood with the names of the crew on they t's And I might make a funeral sweep, I ain't bullshitin AR hit ya truck got ya hood flippin Feet by the engine, head by the transmission And I be right where I am mista Me and my damn pistol Me and my girlfriend In this world alone, so bring it on And imma have to sing you this song [censored] I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burnin bruises on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a [censored] would trip this year [Verse 3] I got the scope on the tool I can see what you do With a little red dot [censored] peek-a-boo Shhh the silence will speak to you Hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe Like Bang! Bang! say breathe [censored] breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his teeth Say Bang! Bang! say breathe deep breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his chest...Clear! Now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cuz ya boy up and left Life is short enjoy what eva's left Before you run into a [censored] like me and meet death In less than three seconds I'll pull a three-eighty Three feet from my waist Three inches from your faces Make no mistake Weezy neva hesitate I'll pop till your [censored] separate like eewww! I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burnin bruises on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a [censored] would trip this year The Heat - Weezy F Baby |
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sry to the British posters but how about Eire Og's :go on home british soldiers!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KA9QKgcNRM Go on home British Soldiers Go on home Have you got no [censored] homes of your own For 800 years we've fought you without fear And we will fight you for 800 more If you stay British Soldiers If you stay You'll never ever beat the IRA For the 14 men in Derry Are the last that you will bury So take a tip And leave us bloody be So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home Have you got no [censored] homes of your own For 800 years we've fought you without fear And we will fight you for 800 more We're not British, we're not Saxon we're not English We're Irish and proud we are to be So [censored] your Union Jack We want our country back We want to see old Ireland free once more So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home Have you got no [censored] homes of your own For 800 years we've fought you without fear And we will fight you for 800 more We'll fight them British Soldiers for the cause We'll never bow to Soldiers because Troughout our history We were born to be free So get out British bastards leave us be So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home Have you got no [censored] homes of your own For 800 years we've fought you without fear And we will fight you for 800 more Go on home British Soldiers Go on home Have you got no [censored] homes of your own For 800 years we've fought you without fear And we will fight you for 800 more Yes, we will fight you for 800 more! |
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Well the moon is broken
And the sky is cracked Come on up to the house The only things that you can see Is all that you lack Come on up to the house All your cryin don't do no good Come on up to the house Come down off the cross We can use the wood Come on up to the house CHORUS Come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is not my home I'm just a passin' thru Come on up to the house There's no light in the tunnel No irons in the fire Come on up to the house And your singin lead soprano In a junkman's choir You gotta come on up to the house Does life seem nasty, brutish and short Come on up to the house The seas are stormy And you can't find no port Come on up to the house There's nothin in the world (Chorus) there's nothin in the world that you can do you gotta come on up to the house and you been whipped by the forces that are inside you come on up to the house well you're high on top of your mountain of woe come on up to the house well you know you should surrender but you can't let go you gotta come on up to the house (Chorus) cool vid some one made |
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Tequila:
Tequila, Tequila, Tequila, Tequila /thread |
Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
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. . Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band . And she was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright . Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least" And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance . Yeah he was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight . Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break, And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride, Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card, he said, do what you like, but don't do it here Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground Asked him which was the way back home He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own . And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon . And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night, . Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right . He was just blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun Oh but mama that's where the fun is . . Can't find the video from Storytellers, so watch this instead: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzGt4T5lJBQ |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Hard for any song to top this masterpiece.
Imagine Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long years Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah (woo woo, woo woo) I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made (woo woo, woo woo) I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me (who who, who who) Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached Bombay (woo woo, who who) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah (who who) But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby (who who, who who) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game (woo woo, who who) Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint (who who, who who) So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste (woo woo) Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah (woo woo, woo woo) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah (who who) But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down (woo woo, woo woo) Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! (woo woo) Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Oh, who woo, woo Woo, who Woo, woo Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Woo, who, who Oh, yeah Woo woo Woo woo /thread |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
when routine bites hard
and ambitions are low and resentment rides high but emotions won't grow |
Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
My dinners on fire while she watches tv
And if youve ever wondered what its like to be me She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes Yells at my buddies and insults my folks Im breakin my back doin the best that I can Shes got time for the dog and none for her man And Im no dope, but I cant cope So hit the [censored] road and piss up a rope You can piss up a rope And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin Pack your bag, I dont need the ag On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle Now youre up [censored] creek with a turd for a paddle And I cant cope -- piss up a rope Uh, you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle For the last 6 months I been packin your bag You can wash my balls with a warm, wet rag Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk Im sick of your mouth and your 2 percent milk And Im no dope, but Ive lost all hope So hit the [censored] road and piss up a rope You can piss up a rope And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin Pack your bag, I dont need the ag On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle Now youre up [censored] creek with a turd for a paddle And I cant cope -- piss up a rope [chorus twice] |
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Hey Yeah
Like the crack of the whip I SNAP attack Front to back in this thing called rap Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil On a heavenly level Bang the bass Turn up the treble Radical mind day and night all the time 7-14 wise divine Maniac brainiac winning the game I'm the lyrical Jesse James Quality, I'm possessed some say I'm fresh When my voice goes through the mesh Of the microphone That I am holding Copywritten lyrics So they can't be stolen If they are SNAP Don't need the police You try to say then Your voice will seize so peace Stay off my back Or I will attack And you don't want that Snap: I got the power |
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