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[Mr.Webs]

Tempted by Squeeze
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I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face
Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case.
I said to my reflection, Let's get out of this place.
Passed the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still keep calling
And calling
But forget it all I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
The people keep on grabbing, ain't wishing I was well
I said, "It's no occasion. It's no story I can tell."
At my bedside, empty pocket, a foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock, alarmed by
The seduction
I wish that it would stop
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone there's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I bought a novell, some perfume, a fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience that hates to be untrue.
I asked of my reflection,
Tell me what is there to do?
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone there's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered

 

[Spider-Storm]

Public Service Announcement-----------
Jay-Z----------------------

This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records

"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity
that I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollection
of history in the making during our generation."

Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'!
Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire
I be the, music biz number one supplier
Flyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my name
Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right
Hov', OH - not D.O.C.
But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better"
I check cheddar like a food inspector
My homey Strict told me, "Dude finish your breakfast"
So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dude
with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace
Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this
I shoot at you actors like movie directors [laughing]
This ain't a movie dog (oh ^_^^_^^_^^_^)

"Now before I finish, let me just say
I did not come here to show out, did not come here to impress you
Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE!
And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,
when it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,
twenty years from now, you're gonna be able to say
that these brothers lied to you JACK!"

Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
***** I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out because, that's when I brainstorm
You can blame Shawn, but I ain't invent the game
I just rolled the dice, tryin to get some change
And I do it twice, ain't no sense in me
lyin as if, I am a different man
And I could blame my environment but
there ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive chains
Hope you don't think youse as hardy
Only a fews-us *****z, gettin high within the game
If you do then, how would you explain?
I'm ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, ***** period
Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag' yo, I walk like a ballplayer
No matter where you go, you are what you are player
And you can try to change but that's just as hot player
Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me, or leave me alone

 

[Danalys]

The Flaming Lips

Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt.1



Her name is Yoshimi
she's a black belt in karate
working for the city
she has to discipline her body

'Cause she knows that
it's demanding
to defeat those evil machines
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me

Those evil-natured robots
they're programmed to destroy us
she's gotta be strong to fight them
so she's taking lots of vitamins

'Cause she knows that
it'd be tragic
if those evil robots win
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me

Yoshimi

'Cause she knows that
it'd be tragic
if those evil robots win
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me

Yoshimi

 

[Danalys]

Manic Street Preachers

4st. 7lbs.



I eat too much to die
And not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle waiting

Days since I last pissed
Cheeks sunken and despaired
So gorgeous sunk to six stone
Lose my only remaining home

See my third rib appear
A week later all my flesh disappears
Stretching taut, cling-film on bone
I'm getting better

Karen says I've reached my target weight
Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake
Problem is diet's not a big enough word
I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view

I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Stomach collapsed at five
Lift up my skirt my sex is gone
Naked and lovely and 5st. 2
May I bud and never flower

My vision's getting blurred
But I can see my ribs and I feel fine
My hands are trembling stalks
And I can feel my breasts are sinking

Mother trys to choke me with roast beef
And sits savouring her sole Ryvita
That's the way you're built my father said
But I can change, my cocoon shedding

I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat
All things I like looking at
Too weak to fuss, too weak to die
Choice is skeletal in everybody's life

I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy
Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires
Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy
And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me

Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore
I long since moved to a higher plateau
This discipline's so rare so please applaud
Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

Yeh 4st. 7, an epilogue of youth
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse
I've finally come to understand life
Through staring blankly at my navel

 

[Danalys]

Mars Volta

Televators


Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobiquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the area
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape
Has escaped
Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to go

 

[Danalys]

Bush

Out Of This World



when we die
we go into the arms of those who remember us

we are home now
out of our heads
out of our minds
out of this world
out of this time

are you drowning or waving?
i just want you to save me
should we try to get along?
just try to get along

so we move
we change by the speed of the choices that we made
and the barriers are all self made
that's so retrograde

are you drowning or waving?
i just need you to save me
should we try to get along?
just try to get along

i am alive
i'm gonna wait 'til the trials of confusion create
there are times when i feel the way we're about to break
when there's too much to say

we are home now
out of our heads
out of our minds
out of this world
out of this time
out of this time

 

[Spider-Storm]

99 Problems-----------Jay-Z
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If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with O's and you zap the toes
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if i don't play they show
They don't play my hits well i don't give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take me as
or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches ***** i ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin you for?"
Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low
Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me (2x)

Now once upon a time not too long ago
A ***** like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a *****
But a ***** havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there i go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the ***** the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause i'm African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
Hit me

99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me (3x)

You're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy

 

[Spider-Storm]

My Band---------D12
---------------UNCENSORED

I don't know dude...
I think everyone's all jealous and shit cuz I'm like the lead singer of a band dude...
And I think everyone's got a fuckin problem with me dude...
And they need to take it up with me after the show...
Because...

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady"
I'm the lead singer in D12 baby
They're all like "Oh my god it's him"
"Becky oh my fuckin' god it's Eminem"
"I swear to fuckin' god dude you fuckin' rock"
"Please Marshall please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry
Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me
Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
My band [repeated 9xs]

You just wanna see a ***** backwards don't you
Hey dad how come we don't rap on proto
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don't want my autograph, yous a liar
And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room
Cuz my shit is lookin smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, see it's simple but
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I'm more intect, tryna get on the map
Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back

Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit
Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick
Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
([Em:] No I had an interview not you two)
You gonna be late for soundcheck
Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck
But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best
You know what man I'ma say somethin
Hey yo Em
([Em:] You got somethin to say?!)
Man no
I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up
Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up
And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be crew
When I was bout to talk right after you
I swear, I swear man

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...

They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park
I'm gonna let the world know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the musics starts
Ready to snap on a dumbass fan
Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band)
We ain't a band bitch we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys they can find every area code
([Em:] Proof carry my bag)
Bitch carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
(Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!)

Dammit I'm sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loop
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Till Kon Artist slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video I was in the back
Superman video I was in the back
Fuck the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us the questions
Like who's D12, how we get started
(What about Eminem?)
Bitch are you ******ed?
Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomache, bitches think I'm cute
50 told me to do situps to get buff
I did two and a half and then I couldn't get up
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
I'm gonna start a group with the real Roxanne
Girl why cant you see your the only one for me
and it just tears my ass apart to know that you dont know my band...

These chicks don't even know the name of my band...(ha ha)
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands...(Fuck Marshall)
Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man...
All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
My Band [Repeated 9x]

The hottest boy band in the world...
D12!

I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their underpants
And the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girl's wanna dance
My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My Salsa...
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls wanna dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls wanna dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa
(Where'd everybody go?)

 

[foxman]

System Of A Down - Chop Suey

Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,

Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

Father, Father, Father, Father,
Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,

Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,

Trust in my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

 

[eris]

i cant believe i am the frist

Hooker with a Penis

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a dope beastie-tee, nipple rings, and new tattoos that claimed that he was OGT, from '92, the first EP. and in between sips of coke he told me that he thought we were sellin' out, layin' down, suckin' up to the man. Well now I've got some advice for you, little buddy. Before you point the finger you should know that I'm the man, and if I'm the man, then you're the man, and he's the man as well so you can point that ^_^^_^^_^^_^in' finger up your ass. All you know about me is what I've sold you, Dumb ^_^^_^^_^^_^. I sold out long before you ever heard my name. I sold my soul to make a record, Dip ^_^^_^^_^^_^, and you bought one. So I've got some Advice for you, little buddy. Before you point your finger You should know that I'm the man. If I'm the ^_^^_^^_^^_^in' man then you're the ^_^^_^^_^^_^in' man as well, So you can Point that ^_^^_^^_^^_^in' finger up your ass. All you know about me is what I've sold you, Dumb ^_^^_^^_^^_^. I sold out long before you ever heard my name. I sold my soul to make a record, Dip ^_^^_^^_^^_^, And you bought one. All you read and Wear or see and Hear on TV Is a product Begging for your Fatass dirty Dollar So ... Shut up and Buy my new record Send more money ^_^^_^^_^^_^ you, buddy.


ok it's not really a song, but you have to hear it to get i t


Die Eier von Satan

Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz Eine Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch Ein halbes Pfund Butter Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker Ein halbes Pfund Mehl Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse Ein wenig extra Staubzucker ... und keine Eier In eine Schüssel geben Butter einrühren Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und Den Teig verkneten Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen Im Staubzucker wälzen und Sagt die Zauberwörter Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und KEINE EIER Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und Keine Eier ..

 

[TheAlmightyFuzz]

Gavin Degraw - Chemical Party

Here at the party
everone's happy
Everyone's high

Get struck by lightning
Who here would feel it?
Who here could heal it?
Who here would try?

Chemical-party-lover down

It's not the walls
It's not this town

You're just too high to see the point
You think your name is pass the joint

I think I like you
But you like this whole room
You sexy machine

I'm jing-a-linging
from here to the ceiling
Inside I'm reeling
So fresh and so clean

Chemical-party-lover down

It's not the walls
It's not this town

You're just to high to get the point
You think your name is pass the joint

You're still too amazing to ignore
But I'm incapable of rescuing you
You find it too damn easy to get bored
That's why you're always trying something new

And then when you can't hold up
They're all over you
Flies on cake, flies on cake

Chemical-party-lover down

It's not the walls
It's not this town
You're just to high to see the point
You think your name is pass the joint

Chemical-party-lover down

It's not the walls
It's not this town
I'm just too drunk to make my point
But you think your name is pass the joint
You think your name is...

 

[Soundwave]

Jesus Walks - Kayne West


I need to recruit all the soldiers
All of god’s soldiers
We at War
We at war with society, racism …terrorism, but most of all we at war wit ourselves

Jesus Walk- God show me the way because the devil tryna break me down
Jesus Walk With Me

[Verse 1]
Ya know what the mid-west iz? Young and Restless
Where restless *****z might snatch yo necklace
And next these *****z might jack yo lexus
Somebody tell these *****z who Kanye West iz
I walk through the valley where the shadow of death iz
Top floor…the view alone will leave you breathless
Try to catch it
Its kinda hard getting chocked by the Texas
Yeh Yeh now check the method
They be askin us questions, harrasin, arrest us
Sayin we eat pieces of sh** like you for breakfast, huh
Yall eat pieces of sh**? Whats the basis?
We aint goin nowhere…..but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke, rental car from Avis
My momma used to say only Jesus can save us
Well momma I know I act a fool…but ill be gone to November
I got packs to move, I hope..

[Chorus]
Jesus Walk- God show me the way because the devil tryna break me down
Jesus Walk With Me- The only thing that I pray iz that my feet dont fail me now
Jesus Walk-And I dont think theres nothing I could do now to right my wrongs
Jesus Walk With Me-I wanna talk to God but im afraid cuz we aint spoke in so long..


[Verse 2]
To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers, even the strippers
To the victims of welfare, feel we livin in hell here, hell yeh
Now hear thee hear thee, wanna see thee more clearly
I know he hear me when my feet get weary
Cuz we’re thee almost nearly extinct
We rappers is role models, we rap we don’t think
I ain’t here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
Im just tryna say the way school need teachers
The Way Kathy Lee needed Regis...thats the way i need Jesus.
So here go my single dawg, radio needs this
They said they could rap about anything except for jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, videotape
But if I talk about God my record wont get played, huh?
Well if this take away from my spinz...which will prolly take away my endz..
Then i hope it take away from my sinz and bring the day that im dreamin bout...
Next time im in the club, erybody screaming out...

[Chorus]

 

[Spider-Storm]

Ch-Check It Out-------------------Beastie Boys
--------------------- UNCENSORED

All you Trekkies and TV addicts, don’t mean to dis don’t mean to bring static. All you Klingons in the fuckin’ house grab your backstreet friend and get loud. Blowin’ doors off hinges, (like Duro and Jon have been known to have done) I’ll grab you with the pinchers 1, and no I didn’t retire. I’ll snatch you up with the needle nose pliers. Like Mutual of Omaha, got the ill boat 2 you’ve never seen before. Gliding in the glades, and like Lorne Greene you know I get paid. (Alpo, Bonanza, Battlestar Galactica $$$$$$$) Like caprese with the basil, not goofy like Darren or Hazel, I’m a mother fucking Nick at Night with classics rerunning that you know all right. Now remain calm no alarm cause my farm ain’t fat, so what’s up with that? I’ve got friends and family that I respect when I think I’m too good they put me in check. So believe when I say I’m no better than you, except when I rap so I guess it ain’t true. Like that y’all and you just don’t stop, guaranteed to make your body rock. Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out What-wha-what-what-what’s it all about Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out Let’s turn this motherfuin’ party out I said, “Doc, what’s the condition? I’m a man that’s on a mission.” He said, “Son, you’d better listen! STUCK IN YOU’RE ASS IS AN ELECTRICIAN!” Like a scientist, mmmm when I’m applying this method of controlling my mind like Einstein and the Rappin’ Duke combined. Hey baby bubba now what the deal? I didn’t know you go for that mass appeal. Some call it salugi, some hot potato I stole your mic and you won’t see it later, ‘cause I work magic like a magician I add up like a mathematician. I’m a bank cashier, engineer, I wear cotton but I don’t wear sheer. Shazam! and Abracadabra! In the whip I’m gonna cruise past ya. Yo money, don’t chump yourself. Put that
shit back on the shelf. Light rays blazin’ you’re out of phase and my crews amazin’. We’re working on the record yo so stay patient. Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out What-wha-what-what-what’s it all about Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out Let’s turn this motherfuckin’ party out I go by the name of The King Adrock. I don’t wear a cup nor a jock nor a thong. I bring the shit that’s beyond bizarre, like Miss Piggy. “Who moi?” I am the one with the Clientele. You say, “Adrock, God you rock so well.” I’ve got class like Pink Champale. MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale. Don’t test me. They can’t arrest me. I’ll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty. You look upset yo calm down. You look Cable Guy dunked off of your crown. I flow like smoke out a chimney. You never been me. You wanna rap but what you’re making ain’t hip hop B. Get your clothes right out the dryer. Put Armor All up on your tire. Sport that fresh attire. Tonight we goin’ out set the town on fire. Set the town ablaze. Gonna stun and amaze. Ready to throw a craze. Make your granny shake her head and say, “Those were the days.” Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out What-wha-what-what-what’s it all about Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out Let’s turn this motherfuckin’ party out 1. Pinchers is a broad term. Needle nose pliers are a type of pinchers. 2. Technically known as an air boat.

 

[Spider-Storm]

Fuck it------------Eamon
---------------UNCENSORED

See, I dont know why I liked you so much
I gave you all, of my trust
I told you, I loved you, now thats all down the drain
Ya put me through pain, I wanna let u know how I feel

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

You thought, you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
Ya played me, ya even gave him head
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another act, look elsewhere
Cuz ya done with me

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah

Ya questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
Ya were my great one
Now its, over, but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad, I cant sweat that, cuz I loved a hoe

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah

 

[ramon]

MANOWAR - HEART OF STEEL

Build A Fire A Thousand Miles Away
To Light My Long Way Home
I Ride A Comet
My Trail Is Long To Stay
Silence Is A Heavy Stone

I Fight The World And Take All They Can Give
There Are Times My Heart Hangs Low
Born To Walk Against The Wind
Born To Hear My Name
No Matter Where I Stand I’m Alone

Stand And Fight
Live By Your Heart
Always One More Try
I’m Not Afraid To Die
Stand And Fight
Say What You Feel
Born With A Heart Of Steel

Burn The Bridge Behind You Leave No Retreat
There’s Only One Way Home
Those Who Laugh And Crowd The Path
And Cut Each Other's Throats
Will Fall Like Melting Snow
They’ll Watch Us Rise With Fire In Our Eyes
They’ll Bow Their Heads
Their Hearts Will Hang Low
Then We’ll Laugh And They Will Kneel
And Know This Heart Of Steel
Was Too Hard To Break
Too Hard To Hold

Stand And Fight
Live By Your Heart
Always One More Try
I’m Not Afraid To Die
Stand And Fight
Say What You Feel
Born With A Heart Of Steel

 

[Spider-Storm]

Get off My Dick------------------Eamon
-----------------------

You go, go tell your friends (your friends)
Tell them, get off my dick (my dick)
They keep, tellin' you shit (you shit)
Go tell i said suck my dick (my dick)

You could tell me this and that
I`ll tell you plenty facts
Your friends are herbs, don`t know what they're saying
Friends front in front of me
Fucking wanna-be's, in your ear but they don`t know eamon
Claiming that they seeing me, up in the industry
Acting fool, thinking that i`m playing
Your foolish for believing them
Girl if i`m your man, it's me or them
Thats what i`m saying

You go, go tell your friends (your friends)
Tell them, get off my dick (my dick)
They keep, tellin' you shit (you shit)
Go tell i said suck my dick (my dick)

Bring on over all your friends
I`ll put it to an end
In my face all the stories changing
I`ll blow up all their spots
But i`d rather not
I`ll let you see that they just hating
If i want, i got block begging for my cock
There it now, watch how they'll be chasing
This is how i make it stop
I make it really hot
Forgot your friends, when we started mating

You go, go tell your friends (your friends)
Tell them, get off my dick (my dick)
They keep, tellin' you shit (you shit)
Go tell i said suck my dick (my dick)

Everytime you say somethin`
Bout what your girlfriends said
It makes me wanna punch you in your head
But instead, i say the same thing again
Don`t listen to your friends
A-yo they must be on my dick or something
They always talking alot of smack
But ain`t saying nothing
They steady fronting everytime that i confront them
Common they just a bunch of ho's,
Swinging on the poles
Buying coke, then they sniff it up in they nose
I guess you must be stupid
If you listening to them, it's a sin i suppose
Here's your last chance to make this choice
Then my mind is chose
It's me or the ho's, case closed

You go, go tell your friends (your friends)
Tell them, get off my dick (my dick)
They keep, tellin' you shit (you shit)
Go tell i said suck my dick (my dick)

 

[Spider-Storm]

Hey Mama-------------------Black Eyed Peas
---------------------

(a la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know we go thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hot without bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize ****
(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama
(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty

But the race is not, for the swiss
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Tippa is ouuuuuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la [fade])

 

[Mr.Webs]

Space Oddity by David Bowie
_________________________________
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown,
engines on
Check ignition
and may God's love be with you

[spoken]
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control
to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule
if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating
in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past
one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating
round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.

 

[starwarsfreak]

Originally posted by Mr.Webs
Remember When by Alan Jackson
______________________________________
Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew
You were the first, so was I
We made love and then you cried
Remember when

Remember when we vowed the vows
and walked the walk
gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard
We lived and learned, life threw curves
There was joy, there was hurt
Remember when

Remember when old ones died and new were born
And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged
We came together, fell apart
And broke each other's hearts
Remember when

Remember when the sound of little feet
was the music
We danced to week to week
Brought back the love, we found trust
Vowed we'd never give it up
Remember when

Remember when thirty seemed so old
Now lookin' back, it's just a steppin' stone
To where we are,
where we've been
Said we'd do it all again
Remember when

Remember when we said when we turned gray
When the children grow up and move away
We won't be sad, we'll be glad
For all the life we've had
And we'll remember when

Remember when
Remember when

 

[Mr.Webs]

Sister Christian by Night Ranger __________________________________________
Sister Christian, oh the time has come
And you know that you're the only one to say, OK
Where you goin', what you looking for
You know those boys don't want to play no more with you
It's true

{Refrain}
You're motoring
What's your price for flight
In finding Mister Right
You'll be all right tonight

Babe, you know you're growing up so fast
And momma's worrying that you won't last to say, let's play
Sister Christian, there's so much in life
Don't you give it up before your time is due
It's true, it's true, yeah

You're motoring
What's your price for flight
You've got him in your sights
And driving through the night

{Refrain thrice}

Sister Christian, oh the time has come
And you know that you're the only one to say, OK
But you're motoring
Yeah, motoring

 

[BK]

Me and My Girlfriend by 2Pac
_____________________________________________

[girl]
Sheeit, ju motherfuckin right
I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot
when you punk ass *****z don't
***** Westside, WHAT! Bring it on

[Tupac]
Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind (c'mon)
Our childhood years recall the tears heart laced with venom
Smokin sherm, drinkin malt liquor, father forgive her
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin, fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin
Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire
exorcisin all demons
Mafias on the side, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, *****z united
Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait
to bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me
Make the frontpage primetime live on TV
***** my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live
One shot make a *****'s heartbeat stop

[girl]
What!! I'm bustin on you punk ass *****z *automatic gunfire*
Run ***** run! *gunfire* I'm on yo' ass *****! *gunfire continues*
Run *****, duck and hide! ***** I'm bustin all you bitches!
Run *****, yeah! Westside! Uh uh uh! Die ***** die!

[Tupac]
My girlfriend, blacker than the darkest night
When *****z act bitch-made she got the heart to fight
***** my girlfriend, though we seperated at times
I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine
Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime
wit you, bought you some shells when you turned twenty-two
It's true, nothin compares to the satisfaction
that I feel when we out mashin, me and my girlfriend

Chorus: Tupac

All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
(repeat 2X)

[Tupac]
I was too immature
to understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how to treat ya, the secret to keep ya
Bein faithful now cause now cheatin's lethal
We closer than the hands of time, deeper than the drop of mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind
In time I clock figures, droppin *****z as we rise
We all soldiers in God's eyes -- now it's time for war
Never leave me baby, I'm paranoid, sleepin witcha
loaded by my bedside crazy
Jealous when you hang wit the fellas, I wait patiently alone
anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waitin by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realeast
So if you ever need me call, I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Chorus

[Tupac]
I love finger fuckin you, all of a sudden I'm hearin thunder
When you bust a nut, *****z be duckin or takin numbers
Love to watch you at a block party, beggin for drama
While unleashin on the old timers, that's on my mama
I would trade my life for yours, behind closed doors
the only girl that I adore, everything I'm askin for
Talkin to me beggin me to just, take you around
Seventeen like Brandy you just Wanna Be Down
Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet you move the crowd
Bustin rounds, activatin a riot, that's why I love you so
No control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you break apart, then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby witness the power
Never leave a ***** alone, I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home, me and my girlfriend

Chorus 3X

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind -- look for me
(repeat 3X)

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
(repeat 2X)

ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND!
_____________________________________________

One of the greatest lyrical works by the late Tupac Shakur. Extra points for anyone that can figure out what he's really talking about!

 

[Spider-Storm]

Tipsy-----------------J-Kwon
--------------------

Teen drinking is very bad.
Yo I got a fake ID though.
Yeeah, yeeah, yeeah, yo, 2 step with me, 2 step with me.

1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4,
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor,
Babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,
Like she a groupie and I aint even on tour,
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore,
Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores,
Bottom of the 9th and a ***** gotta score,
If not i gotta move on to the next floor,
Here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1,
Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun,
When it come to pop man we do shit for fun,
You aint got one ***** you betta run,
Now i'm in the back gettin head from my hunz,
While she goin down i'm breakin down what i done,
She smokin my blunt sayin she aint havin fun,
Bitch give it back now you don't get none.

Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy.

2, here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5,
Now i'm lookin at shorty right in the eyes,
Couple seconds passed now i'm lookin at her thighs,
While she tellin me how much she hate her guy,
Said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied,
If you 21 girl that's alright,
I wonder if a shake comin with them fries,
If so baby can i get em super sized,
Here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2,
She started feelin on my johnson right out the blue,
Girl you super thick so i'm thinkin that's koo,
But instead of 1 lifestyle i need 2
Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels,
Expression on her face like she aint got a clue,
And she told me she don't run with a crew,
You know how i do but i guess one gotta do.

Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy.

3, here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6,
Self explanatory I ain't gotta say i'm rich,
This single man ain't tryna get hitched,
***** waste it on me man son of a bitch,
Brushed it all off now i'm back to gettin lit,
Grisa orange juice man this some good ish,
Homeboy trippin cause i'm starin at his chick,
Now he on the sideline starin at my clique,
Here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3,
Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me,
Club on the set kwon cut out them trees,
Dude i don't care i'm a p.i.m.p.

Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy.

Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy.

 

[Spider-Storm]

Outkast---------------------Ms. Jackson
------------------

[Andre 3000]
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas...
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

A baby drama mama, don't like me
She doing things like havin her boys come from her neighborhood
To the studio tryin to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private schools, daycare, shit, medical bills, I'll pay that
I love your mom and everything, see I aint the one who laid down
She wanna rip you up, start a custody war, my lawyer stay down
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fish frys and cookouts
On my child's birthday I ain't invited
Despite it, show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

Me and your daughter
Got a special thang goin on
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that we feel this
Feel this way forever
You could plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm blind fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day rule can't be too long
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician to abacadabra off the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a reason one can't be, mad
So know just know that everything is cool
And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

Uh, uh, yeah
"Look at the way he treats me", shit, look at the way you treat me
See your lil nose ass homegirls got they ass up in the creek G
Without a paddle, you left the straddle and ride this thing on out
And the union girl aint speakin no more cuz my dick all in her mouth
Know what I'm talkin about, jealousy, and fidelity, envy
Cheating, beating, and to the G's they be the same thing
So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

 

[Spider-Storm]

Kanye West------------All Falls Down
-------------

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down(4x)

Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
(w/ Kanye ad libbing)

Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like ***** you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a ***** in a coop

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
(w/ Kanye ad libbing)

I say fuck the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
(w/ Kanye ad libbing)

 

[Spider-Storm]

Get The Fuck Back------Ludacris
-------------------

What the fuck's up! DTP in this mother fucker And
for all ya'll that don't like it. Do one thing, get the fuck back' Cause
all my *****s iz ready. Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna let's show these mutha fuckers how we disturb the peace.Get the
fuck back, bitch [shooting and
screaming in the
background]

Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight
[I 20]
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight

Bronson,
mutha fucker, give me more than three feet. DTP in the club, we comin' more
than three deep. Your whole crew is weak and my squad is real cash
getters stayin' more to crunk, our shit bump like bad clippers. How many
try to hustle with Dealer then went brokeI. nfamous, I'm a value meal, I come
with the coke. I gotta enough guns for beef, if you want it that way. I'll
push your wig back like finger waves or bad toupee
[Ludacris]
I
lick a load of you *****z, leave kids in the hallways Catch 'em at they locka
(hoo-ahh, blocka blocka) (gun shots)See 'em on Broadway and tap they
ass. Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap they
ass
[Fate]I'm from the southside, College Park. G Road,
*****s gone. Ride when the beef starts. Don't hold back, let the heat
spark one's through his vest, one's through his chest. Sleepy hollows put
the *****s to rest, uh
[Ludacris]
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight
[I 20]
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight
[Shawna]
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight
What you know about
projects, hoes, and murdawhole lotta game, whole lotta keys and
burners. Whole lotta dope fiends, trying to scheme the workers. Whole lotta
feds, got them *****s scared to surface. Type of bitch that got the brown in
my sock. Find me on tha block tryin' to cop a piece of the crop. Watch me,
pull up on me real sweet in a drop. But if you fuckin' with my paper, feel the
heat from the glock, *****
[Ludacris]
We pop bottles,
bottles,right over you head, *****s. Put nozzles, nozzles. Right over
your leg, *****s. Our motto, mottoIs kill 'em instead, *****s. We make
'em loose weight, when we Jenny Craig, *****s
[I-20] All of
ya'll is half nice, half thugs, and half assed. The only time Im goin' half,
is half on a half. But I use a full clip, cuz I'm a full fledged
killa. Part-time MC, full-time drug
dealer
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight

[Fate]
Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight

We the filthy *****s from
the South, A-Town represent us strong armin'
motherfuckers, like a Russian
sickle you got issues with us talkin' shit on mixed tapes. Ill catch you at
a show and beat you with a mix tape you best pump brakes, 'fore I pump shells
and blood ozeI leave *****s like burps (burp), excuse. Just keep on pissin
me off, like a week kidney and you will find your family reading your
obituary
[Ludacris]These people tryin' to scrub the red
off stains they don't get off. They wanted to bring the pain, so this thang
'bout to set off barretas for getting cheddar, you're better off dead
off. Yes, you can do it, cut his fuckin head off
[Shawna] I
got a letter from the government, the other day they told me that the bitches
caught a shipment of my yay. They on their way, three minutes to get the
k. Two minutes to get the weight, one minute and imma
spray

Fuck That! Get
the fuck back! Luda make your skull crack. Tuck that
Bitch, your whole
town's on my nutsack.Cuff that. Put it in your weed, *****, puff
that. What's that? People gon' die tonight