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#2
11-09-2007, 07:49 AM
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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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#3
11-09-2007, 10:47 AM
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
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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#4
11-09-2007, 10:50 AM
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
wow i knew before opening this thread exactly what it would look like and that it would suck.
has anyone ever read song lyrics with any sort of satisfaction? if you don't know the song, the best lyrics in the world are worthless and if you know it, just the name of the song would have sufficed.
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#5
11-09-2007, 11:01 AM
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. I'm crying. Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. MAN, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob Mister City P'liceman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row. See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run. I'm crying. I'm cry------------ing, I'm crying. Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye. Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess, Boy, you been a naughty girl and you let your Knickers down. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob. Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun. If the sun don't come, you get a tan from Standing in the English rain. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob. Expert texpert choking smokers, Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he he he, ha ha ha) See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide. I'm crying. Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower. Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna. Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo (rhythmical speaking along with juba's). Juba juba juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba juba. Juba juba..... (speaking) --Repeat (eventually juba's will stop) and fade until end.-- during the fade out background vocals: [Simultaneously:] 'Everybody smokes pot' and 'Oompa, oompa, stick it up your joompa'
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#6
11-09-2007, 06:01 PM
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.... I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. T'was Grace that taught... my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear... the hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares... we have already come. T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far... and Grace will lead us home. The Lord has promised good to me... His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be... as long as life endures. When we've been here ten thousand years... bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise... then when we've first begun. "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me.... I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see.
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#7
11-09-2007, 09:07 PM
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
I thought of posting It's Alright Ma fwiw
Also, Jeff Buckley pwns ldo Oh yeah and that go on home song is awesome, listening to atm Change of Pace ---- Black Star(Mos Def & Talib Kweli) - Definition [mos def] Lawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd, lawd have mercy All nice and peace and true, follow me now, we say Say hi-tek yes youre ruling hip-hop Say j. rawls yes youre ruling hip-hop Redefinition say youre ruling hip-hop Say black star come to rock it non... Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate The whole and not the half of it, vocab and not the math of it Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin [censored] Me and kweli close like, bethlehem and nazareth After this you be pressing rewind on top your master disk Shining like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin Connectin like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenaments Cause all my brooklyn residents, ? heavy regiments Dont believe, here the evidence, where brooklyn whaaaaaaaoohhhh See that? bound to take it all kid, believe that From where they sellin tree at, to where the police be at Talib kweli e-kweli-ty yo tell them where we be at [talib kweli] Brooklyn new york city where they paint murals of biggie In cash we trust cause its ghetto fabulous, life look pretty What a pity -- blunts is still fifty cents, its intense Tree scents is dominant cant be covered with incense My presence felt my name is kweli from the eternal reflection People thinkin mc is short hand for mis conception Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the conclusion That most of these cats is featherweight, let me demonstrate Walkin the streets is like battlin, be careful with your body You must know karate or think your soul is bulletproof like sade Stop actin like a bitch already, be a visionary And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary Third rate teacher readin and talkin about, I knew hed amount to nothin Neighbors like, he was the quiet type, Whod have thought they was frontin? Talkin +loud+ like you in rca, get carted away With body parts and treys, what a way to start your day Yo its like Chorus: mos def and talib kweli One two three Mos def and talib kweli We came to rock it on to the tip-top Best alliance in hip-hop, wyahhhhh I said one two three Its kind of dangerous to be a emcee They shot tupac and biggie Too much violence in hip-hop, wyahhhhh [mos def] I said manhattan keep on makin it (bo!), brooklyn keep on takin it (bo!) So relax were takin it back, redhook where were livin at Plenty cats be strugglin not hustlin and bubblin It aint about production and -- what else we discussin? When the [censored] crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows Strivin for perfection ever since I was a snot-nosed Colossal, true original b-boy apostle Standin on the rooftop with the, zulu gestapo [talib kweli] You think you the [censored] Somebody in the wingsll force you to quit It could be your crew or click Or some random kid you smoked buddha with Consider me the entity within the industry without a history Of spittin the epitome, of stupidity -- livin my life Expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly My name is in the middle of e-kweli-ty People follow me and other cats they hear him flow And assume Im the real one with lyrics like Im cyrano [mos def] Still sippin wishin well water, imported, from pluto Three hundred and sixty milliliters for all our believers In miles or kilometers, most cats, cannot proceed us In the jungle with the leaders we the lions you the +cheaters+ A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us (line for line) good jesus, mos def and kweli just Make a pussy freeze up, thinkin we will ease up
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