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Post a lyric 7.0 Love at First Sight-Mary J. Blige
Lookin' at you from a distance Gettin' all of my attention Could this be love at first sight, baby You walked away and I missed you Visions of wanting to kiss you How could this be if I don't really know you? Ohh baby, baby Could it be love at first sight? And I never knew that I, could fall in love on the very first night Could this be love? You had on the latest fashion It was a bigger distraction It drew me closer and closer to you, yeah, baby I never saw anything like this But you I just could not resist I swallowed my pride and stepped through your side Or could it be - be I wanna know if you could call me up (could you call me up sometime? please) And maybe somebody we just might hook up, could this love at first sight? Once again, it's that other M&M now How many women feelin' him? Somebody call the coroner, quick, Mary is killin 'em Tell 'em what's the 411 and who came runnin' When Clef dialed 911 from shots comin' This somethin' for the radio, guest starring M.C. Johnny Blazin' the hip hop and R&B What, ya'll thought ya wasn't gon' see me You can't spell Mary J. Blige without a J.B. Well back to the matter, and it's sex on the platter She only wanna be happy and I ain't mad at her You go momma, nowadays, I'm more calmer And if you take a look at my life, no more drama Now you know, you searchin' for a Wu-Tang pro You find me, just bout everywhere the poontang go Now you know, feel me like your favorite love song Cuz my computer love is the thetruth.com  [This message was edited Wed Aug 6 6:06:23 PDT 2003 by Sweeny79] In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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The Gloaming by Radiohead
Genie let out of the bottle It is now the witching hour Murderers you're murderers We are not the same as you Funny haha funny how When the walls bend With your breathing They will suck you down To the otherside To the shadows blue & red Your alarm bells Should be ringing This is the gloaming title edit. [This message was edited Sat Aug 9 4:41:51 PDT 2003 by Cloudbuster] | |
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For a certain Orger (name witheld to protect the not-so-innocent)
George Michael - Look At Your Hands I loved you once but look at you now you're in someone else's bed I loved you once so I don't know how you're with a man like that you'd be better of dead he don't care he don't treat you right it's not fair I still want you at night can't you see you made a mistake girl he treats you like dirt and I hate it chorus na na na na na na lady look at your hands you got two fat children and a drunken man betcha don't, betcha don't like your life betcha don't, betcha don't like it ma ma ma ma baby look at your hands you should have been my baby when you had the chance betcha don't, betcha don't like your life betcha don't, betcha don't like your life now he hits you once he hits you twice he don't care about the blood on his hands but that's OK 'cause it's his wife "it's the only thing she understands" he says say you're gonna leave hin say you're gonna try but you're only talking oh I know you think I'm a young boy but I'm good and I think we can make it chorus (don't like your guy now) well excuse me baby but it's making me mad the only one you want is the one you'll never have it's so sad the only one you'll never have it's too bad only one you'll never have na na na na na na lady look at your hands you've got two fat children and a drunken man and I bet you don't like your life now | |
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Domestic Violence Lyrics
RZA [Girl] You ain't shit your daddy ain't shit your brother ain't shit your money ain't shit your lab ain't shit your rings ain't shit your gear ain't shit your jewels ain't shit your kicks ain't shit nigga your whips ain't shit Bobby you ain't shit nigga I'm the shit you ain't shit your daddy ain't shit your brother ain't shit your money ain't shit your lab ain't shit your rings ain't shit your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga I'm the shit you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit your lab ain't shit, Bobby you ain't shit your rings ain't shit, your gear ain't shit your jewels ain't shit, your kicks ain't shit your whips ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shit You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit nigga, I'm the shit... [RZA] (Girl) What the fuck y'all birds talking about? Get the fuck out my house 'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he Girl, I fucking slave trade your ass like Kizy Kinte (But wait, fuck you motherfucker) You wish you could fuck Bitch, all you can do is dick suck (Your ass can't fuck, that's why your wife left your monkey ass) Fuck that, you don't cook, you don't clean, or press my jeans You don't scrub or wash clothes Or buy food for making (???), bitch You don't read to the seeds All you do is watch tv and smoke weed Get your nails done and feet, scrub the hairweave Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe Talking about you're going to leave? Then bitch leave! What the fuck you're waiting for? Hit the door, I ain't taking this shit no more! Spending all my cream on Gucci, Phillies and Coach Before you moved to my lab, bitch, I ain't never seen a roach Stains on my carpet, bathroom's more like a fish market Take all the space in my closet, where the fuck's your logic? Disrespecting my old earth, aborted my child birth And every day I catch my credit card inside your purse You can't speak a sentence without a curse Talking 'bout you're going to be a nurse Bitch, to be a nurse you got to go to shool first! When I first met you, you was a hoe I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you But couldn't reach you, and you're still a hoe Your father said you was a hoe And when you leave me, bitch you're gonna be a hoe Celluloid and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat That raggy ass pussy a starving dog wouldn't eat Started with the body of a model Pussy tight as a pharmaceutical bottle And you could swallow a whole avocado And two forty ounce bottles To the end of the world, which to I would follow Now, when I fuck you, the shit echos 'cause you pussy is so hollow Turn your fat ass sideways Your stressmarks are like the US highways Fuck a new nigga every friday Talking 'bout bust a nut, bitch I'll bust yo guts! (You come so quick nigga) Wonder why I come so quick? With that wide ass pussy and soggy tits? I'm trying to get the shit over with, and go to sleep! But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend Bet that baby we fuck for two and a half hours or three You'd better study the 1-0-40 knowledge culture degree About M-G-T, and G-C-C 'Cause you ain't shit, and your mother ain't shit And your sister ain't shit, and your pussy ain't shit That weave ain't shit, your ass ain't shit Girl you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit [RZA] [Girl] But fuck it, yo let me get this fucking phone Yeah, get the motherfucking phone Quit motherfuckers in our fucking business. End the fuck, or I'll pull the motherfucking chord out of the Man, fuck that motherfucking socket. Yo God, this bitch is bugging I'm sick of this shit motherfucker Get the fuck out, I'm throwing all the shit on the motherfucking terrace, right now. I'm sick of I'm on the phone! this shit, you and you shit out the I'm on the phone! motherfucking closet right now. My Well fuck you! name's on the motherfucking (???) too Bitch, get the fuck out my nigga, I don't give a fuck, fuck that house man shit, you get the fuck out my lab, all these motherfuckers sleeping in the fucking living room. My seeds run into these motherfuckers, these niggaz are Yo, hey Hewey, hey Hewey in their dirty motherfucking socks and Fuck you, yo God, my bitch... shit. Fucking dirty toilet seats and This bitch is stupid man shit. My seeds gotta sit on this shit. Get these motherfuckers out this Give this fucking crab ass motherfucking lab now. Get the fuck girl the gas yo out. Every lat one of y'all mother- You's a hoe bitch! fuckers. Get the fuck out my lab. Come on you's a hoe! you'se a hoe Motherfucker don't make me pick up you'se a hoe this bottle. Don't make me pick up you'se a hoe this motherfucking bottle. you'se a hoe hoe! hoe! hoe! hoe! bastard! bastard! hoe! hoe! bastard! fuck you! hoe! you fucking bastard! hoe! bastard! bastard! fuck you Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, God bastard! bastard! bastard! She's stupid dunn you're fucking dirty dick nigga Yeah you're fucking stupid nigga You're fucking stupid You're fucking stupid We'll be back son Now that's right, tell that We'll be back motherfucker to call you back 'cause you ain't going to steal this motherfucking phone [This message was edited Wed Aug 6 9:28:33 PDT 2003 by EvilWhiteMale] "You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy." "
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Everyone on the street listen to what I say
You walk around and say you're bad It's time you do it that way But here I am the man who started all and I'm glad Cuz I'm number 1, original, I'm doin' bad All you ??puritans?? fightin' me so hard Steal my rune and my sour and you think you're God But I no teach you - ow - I'm as good as gold Check out brother Brown - ow - and then his soul I'm real - hoe - hoe I'm real - hoe - hoe - I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have I'm real - hoe - hoe - I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have - ugh Hoe - hoe - que pasa - que que pasa Que pasa, people, que pasa, hit me All you people think you got pull But I take my voice of your record That I'm paying full And say your right for me stoned to the bone And then you take my arms and my legs And fight it cuz you're on Give me what I do, listen boys and girls I know I'm nice, I'm so real - this is my world All you copy cats out there, get offa my chip Cuz I'm James Brown with the Full - Full Force I ain't takin' no lib I'm real - hoe - hoe I'm real - hoe - hoe - I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have I'm real - hoe - hoe - I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have - ugh Can I take you to the bridge - yeah Can I take you to the bridge - yeah, Brooklyn Bridge - ow Can I take you to the bridge - yeah, Brooklyn Bridge - hahahaha Can I take you to the bridge - yeah, Brooklyn Bridge Ow - good God There it is - hoe - J-J-J-James Brown Hoe - How is it about we get up an' do my thing? Full Force get busy one time Knockin' on the doors ain't the place to be I'm feelin' funky right now baby, you know the deal I'm real - Ooh, come on y'all, do the camel walk And get the hop out your back - hit me Get busy - yeah - make it funky - make it funky Hit me - get on the good foot - get on the good foot Hit me - get up ah - get on up Cool time - papa got a brand new bag Give it to me - give it to me Give it to me - give it to me Give it to me - give it to me Give it to me - give it to me I'm real I'm real - I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have I'm real, I'm real - I'm real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough To take the things I have I'm real, I'm real - I'm real super bad And nobody out there - nobody out there Nobody out there - nobody out there Nobody out there - nobody out there Nobody out there - nobody out there I'm real - I'm real I'm real - I'm real I'm real super bad - I'm the real super bad And nobody out there good enough To take the things I have - ow Hoe - hoe, hoe - hoe Hoe - hoe, hoe - hoe NOTE: THIS ACCOUNT IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONTACT “K A M  L L E” | |
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Aceyalone A Book Of Human Langauge Right there...cool Come here Let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place I seen a million of em They look at me for a split second Then they grin, never to be seen again But it's locked in, so I can read every line Its written all over your upside down mind With an upside down smile Whoops upside your head, well hey now I never forget a face, especially your's Because the mirror is the only dimension without flaws I look out till again And then begin to look out for the faces of men Cause I done been face to face with a serpent Demon is the same think it is when it aint White like snow or black like coal Yellow like the moon and red(read) like a book To live or die is the plot but the face is the hook So meet the face from left field 3 eyes two ears one nose and a grill, but still remain faceless oh ya (chorus) Let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place I seen plenty of em But don't let the face fool ya There's so many of em, but still remain faceless Let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place I seen plenty of em But don't let the face fool ya There's so many of em, but still remain faceless So can I take a poloroid? -say cheese- Of the face that got you employed -please- Same face your momma enjoyed as a boy Will be the same face that will get you destroyed Now you got to face the facts, face the music You cannot about face it and turn back when you abuse it So wisdoms use it wise, bat thoses eyes, show them teeth Lick them lips even powder them cheeks So while your passin', im askin' myself I wonder if she knows what I'm looking at Well look at that, a face that got me looking back I can see the history in your bone structer I can see the misery in your frown So smile now and cry later Or just walk around with the face of a clown and still remain faceless I said smile now and cry later Or just walk around with the face of a clown and still remain faceless Let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place I seen plenty of em But don't let the face fool ya There's so many of em, but still remain faceless Let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place I seen plenty of em But don't let the face fool ya There's so many of em, but still remain faceless Do you know how far a face can take you? It can make you or break you, or inflate you They're either going to love you or hate you Or never notice you if you're a face they don't relate to You fear my face, don't wanna get near my face You get judged by your mug, they didn't hear your case Now face the wall -face the wall!- Your face is against the law You look at me I look at y'all I recelect everything I saw in the face of the prowl But im just another face in the crowd -just another face in the crowd- To figure that at face value is not allowed Tell it to my face, and tell it to me now Tryin' to mad dog, but you got the face of a puppy dog Like a puppet, just like a baby doll Ain't that right baby face? cutie pie? Good lookin'? twinkle in your daddies eye? And then scarface replied I was born with a face I can't hide -a face I can't hide- a face full of pride A face that's been denide on sight I reconize the face but the name slips by But still your not faceless Yo | |
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Smooth Man it’s a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper & the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My munequita, my Spanish harlem mona lisa Your my reason for reason The step in my groove BRIDGE: And if you say this life ain’t good enough I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood Cause you’re so smooth CHORUS: And just like the ocean under the moon Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin that can be so smooth Gimme your heart, make it real Or else forget about it I’ll tell you one thing If you would leave it would be a crying shame In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm from your radio You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow Turning you round and round Well, go forget about it... Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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follow me - uncle cracker you do know how you met me you don't know why you can't turn around and say good bye all you know is when i'm with you i make you free and swim through your veins like a fish in the sea. I'm singin.. follow me everything is alright i'll be the one to tuck you in at night and if you want to leave i can guarantee you won't find nobody else like me. i'm not worried about the ring you where cause as long as no one knows then nobody can care. your felling guilty and i'm well aware, but you don't look ashamed and baby i'm not scared.I'm singin... follow me everything is alright i'll be the one to tuck you in at night and if you want to leave i can guarantee you won't find nobody else like me. won't give you money i can't give you the sky your better off if you don't ask why. I'm not the reson that you go a stray and we'll be alright if you don't ask me to stay follow me everything is alright i'll be the one to tuck you in at night and if you want to leave i can guarantee you won't find nobody else like me. you don't know how you met me you don't know why you can't turn around and say good bye all you know is when i'm with you i make you free and swim through your veins like a fish in the sea i'm singin... follow me everything is alright i'll be the one to tuck you in at night and if you want to leave i can guarantee you won't find nobody else like me. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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[V1]
You got yourself some action Said you got yourself a body You got yourself an ass with Mind of it's own bring something to the party You got yourself addicted You shoot up, it saves you time You got yourself a paycheck Faces in the places where the sun don't shine [CH1] I'll be your sexual freeek (freeek) Of the week I'll be your inspirational brother (sister) Yo mama can't you see I'll be your sexual freeek Of the week (Ohh touch it) I'll be your educational lover Your one fxxx fantasy Can I come on in, my sweet baby Can I move on in Can I come on in, my sweet baby, Can I move on in [V2] You got yourself some action Said you got your sexy Java You got your speed connection Free chat, fxxx that, get a little harder You got yourself a big bed You shoot off, take your time In the house with a bitch and a mouse And your daddy's plastic how fantastic yeah [CH2] I'll be your sexual freeek (Back up on this) Of the week (Yeah . . . I think I need a re-booty) I'll be your inspirational brother (Sister) Yo mama can't you see I'll be your sexual freeek (B,B,Back) Of the week (B,B,Back back, sexy mama) (Sexual) I'll be your educational lover (Yeah) Your one fxxx fantasy [BDG] Sexual freeek (Sister) I think I need a re-booty Sexual freeek (Sister) I'll be your sexual freeek, of the week I'll be your inspirational brother, Yo mama can't you see I'll be your sexual freeek, of the week I'll be your educational lover, your one fxxx fantasy (Sister) (Baby) Sexual freeek, (Baby) Inspirational brother You got yourself some action Said you got yourself a body You got yourself an ass with mind of its own brings something to the party [OUT CH] Come on kids, don't be scared It's a tits and ass world you gotta be prepared Come on kids, don't be scared It's a tits and ass world you gotta be prepared Come on kids, you know your mama and your daddy don't care Don't be scared, it's a tits and ass world you gotta be prepared NOTE: THIS ACCOUNT IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONTACT “K A M L L E” | |
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GhostFace Killer featuring Raekwon the Chef, Cappadonna
Daytona 500 [singing] We are the G, O-D's And we came to rock, the spot Like Ironman Starks They be the illest MC's, in the world today Cappa Raekwon and the R-Z-A So listen to them clear, and put the box right near your ear Light your blunts and down your beers Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez... Verse One: Raekwon the Chef Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge Knowledgists, street astrologists Light up the mic God, knowledge this Fly joints that carried your points Corolla Motorola holder Play it God, he pack over the shoulder Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives Rapel on fakes like reflectors He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career We can can him, manhandle him, if you wanna run in his crib-o, get ditto, skate like a limo And jet to the flyest estate, relate take a break Break down an eighth and then wait drop it like Drake Thugs they be booing and screwing, we canoeing Claim they doin the same shit we doin, fuck your unit It's the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyle On the alley tried to challenge God for the new vials Especially that, aluminum bat in the act Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black The Mac-10 flex white cats like Windex Index finger be sore, bustin these fly scripts The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans Layin with my bitches and my mans in Lex Lands We losin em, jet to the stash and now Jerusalem Abusin em, rockin his jewels like we usin em Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar Roll with the older God, build with the Son and the Star Chorus: All these MC's start realizing That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibing The Wu is here to bring, you Shaolin's finest But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us Verse Two: Ghostface Killer Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like taps Red and white Wally's that match, bend my baseball hat Doin forever shit, like pissin out the window on turnpikes Robbin niggaz for leathers, high swipin on dirt bikes Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble Murder sleep away camp, the fly lady champ The arsonist, who burn with his pen regardless Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners In the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubbling strings Body chemical CREAM, we burn kerosene The conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like Nixon Long-heads inscriptions with three sixes in Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph Zoomin like binoculars, the rap blacksmith Money's Rolex, with sparkles, Chef ragtop is spotless I'm Iron Man no cheap cash metal I'm steel alloy True identity hidden inside secret tabloids Breathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxes The track hit like the bangers, in hundred watt boxes Yo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ing Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians Chorus Verse Three: Cappadonna Give me the the fifty thou, small bills My gold plate, my slang kills My Benz spills, whattup Lils Murder one Dunn Killer bee stung, guess who back home Son My technique of slang camp won, third platoon soon Cristal bottles, cages of boom, probably wardrobe The mad-hatter big dick style, beware goons smuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombs Let the Gods build, pull up the grill Check out the mad skills Top secret technique, too hard for you to peep it and keep it, jiggy style of rap and watchin knuckle slang sweep it out of order ape recorder can't record my slaughter spoil the rotten Don is too good to be forgotten High top notch, borderline rhymes is handcocked Ninety-six, my ill sound clash is still hot Get yourself shot Chorus  [This message was edited Thu Aug 7 9:46:37 PDT 2003 by Ardeo] | |
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Recurring Dream
Written by: Neil Finn Within myself There are a million things Spilling over Falling out into a silent stream Feel the warm wind touch me Hear the waters crashing See my windows wiping clean It's my recurring dream Within myself A secret world returns Over and over Where the white flame of desire burns Feel the warm wind touch me Hear the waters crashing See my windows wiping clean It's my recurring dream | |
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Deee~Lite ~ "I Won't Give Up"
I won't give up I'll never stop our love I'll never stop I won't give up on love If we could do it again We'd do just the same baby Because when you give your all No matter how small One smile is all I need to satisy me Let's do it again Let's do it again baby And here you come walking down the street One smile is all I need I hear the harp and angel sing Your love is like heaven You gratify me You satisfy me Starting right now Let's do it again Let's do it again baby Let's do it again We'll tell all your friends baby Do it do it Just put your mind to it There's nothing to it | |
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--- Unyielding Conditioning Tune out from all that's happening Nobody deserves empathy Nobody feels for me We've all been trained by our worlds I cannot see no one but me No one can feel my emptiness Everybody must fend for themselves We've all been claimed by our worlds But I have heard of ways That say there's light beyond the darkness And everyone can keep their children warm And togetherness will guide us safely Through all Storms Unyielding Conditioning Remove all trace of memory No one needs justice anymore No voices raised in anger We've all been tamed by our worlds But I have heard of ways Where people topple all injustice No one lives their lives on bended knees And all bigotry is like a disease Drowned in the sea And all can hold their head up high! | |
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Ardeo said: GhostFace Killer featuring Raekwon the Chef, Cappadonna
Daytona 500 [singing] We are the G, O-D's And we came to rock, the spot Like Ironman Starks They be the illest MC's, in the world today Cappa Raekwon and the R-Z-A So listen to them clear, and put the box right near your ear Light your blunts and down your beers Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez... Verse One: Raekwon the Chef Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge Knowledgists, street astrologists Light up the mic God, knowledge this Fly joints that carried your points Corolla Motorola holder Play it God, he pack over the shoulder Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives Rapel on fakes like reflectors He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career We can can him, manhandle him, if you wanna run in his crib-o, get ditto, skate like a limo And jet to the flyest estate, relate take a break Break down an eighth and then wait drop it like Drake Thugs they be booing and screwing, we canoeing Claim they doin the same shit we doin, fuck your unit It's the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyle On the alley tried to challenge God for the new vials Especially that, aluminum bat in the act Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black The Mac-10 flex white cats like Windex Index finger be sore, bustin these fly scripts The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans Layin with my bitches and my mans in Lex Lands We losin em, jet to the stash and now Jerusalem Abusin em, rockin his jewels like we usin em Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar Roll with the older God, build with the Son and the Star Chorus: All these MC's start realizing That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibing The Wu is here to bring, you Shaolin's finest But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us Verse Two: Ghostface Killer Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like taps Red and white Wally's that match, bend my baseball hat Doin forever shit, like pissin out the window on turnpikes Robbin niggaz for leathers, high swipin on dirt bikes Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble Murder sleep away camp, the fly lady champ The arsonist, who burn with his pen regardless Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners In the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubbling strings Body chemical CREAM, we burn kerosene The conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like Nixon Long-heads inscriptions with three sixes in Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph Zoomin like binoculars, the rap blacksmith Money's Rolex, with sparkles, Chef ragtop is spotless I'm Iron Man no cheap cash metal I'm steel alloy True identity hidden inside secret tabloids Breathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxes The track hit like the bangers, in hundred watt boxes Yo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ing Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians Chorus Verse Three: Cappadonna Give me the the fifty thou, small bills My gold plate, my slang kills My Benz spills, whattup Lils Murder one Dunn Killer bee stung, guess who back home Son My technique of slang camp won, third platoon soon Cristal bottles, cages of boom, probably wardrobe The mad-hatter big dick style, beware goons smuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombs Let the Gods build, pull up the grill Check out the mad skills Top secret technique, too hard for you to peep it and keep it, jiggy style of rap and watchin knuckle slang sweep it out of order ape recorder can't record my slaughter spoil the rotten Don is too good to be forgotten High top notch, borderline rhymes is handcocked Ninety-six, my ill sound clash is still hot Get yourself shot Chorus
[This message was edited Thu Aug 7 9:46:37 PDT 2003 by Ardeo] Winter Warz was mas tight on that album. "I'm here to chew bubblegum and kick ass, and I'm all out of bubblegum"
"Giving leaders enough power to create "social justice" is giving them enough power to destroy all justice, all freedom, and all human dignity." - Thomas Sowell | |
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Here are a couple that I am feeling right now...
Artist: 3 Doors Down Album: Away From The Sun Title: When I'm Gone There's another world inside of me That you may never see There's secrets in this life That I can't hide Somewhere in this darkness There's a light that I can't find Maybe it's too far away... Maybe I'm just blind... Maybe I'm just blind... So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone... When your education x-ray Can not see under my skin I won't tell you a damn thing That I could not tell my friends Roaming through this darkness I'm alive but I'm alone Part of me is fighting this But part of me is gone So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Maybe I'm just blind... So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone... Love me when I'm gone When I'm Gone When I'm Gone When I'm Gone #2 Artist: India Arie Album: Acoustic Soul Title: Ready For Love I am ready for love Why are you hiding from me I’d quickly give my freedom To be held in your captivity I am ready for love All of the joy and the pain And all the time that it takes Just to stay in your good grace Lately I’ve been thinking Maybe you’re not ready for me Maybe you think I need to learn maturity They say watch what you ask for Cause you might receive But if you ask me tomorrow I’ll say the same thing I am ready for love Would you please lend me your ear? I promise I won’t complain I just need you to acknowledge I am here If you give me half a chance I‘ll prove this to you I will be patience, kind, faithful and true To a man who loves music A man who loves art Respect’s the spirit world And thinks with his heart I am ready for love If you’ll take me in your hands I will learn what you teach And do the best that I can I am ready for love Here with a offering of My voice My Eyes My soul My mind Tell me what is enough To prove I am ready for love I am ready… #3 Janet Jackson Lyrics Would You Mind Lyrics Baby would you mind touching me Ever so slowly You're making me quiver Baby would you mind undressing me Making me feel sexy While in the moment [chorus:] Cause I'm gonna Bathe you, play with you, rub you, caress you Tell how much I've missed you I just wanna Touch you, tease you, lick you, please you Love you, hold you, make love to you And I'm gonna Kiss you, suck you, taste you, ride you Feel you, make you come too Baby would you mind kissing me All over my body You misseed a spot - there Baby would you mind tasting me It's making me all juicy Feeling your lips on mine [chorus] Baby would you mind coming inside of me Letting your juices free Deep in my passion [chorus] #4 **THIS IS LOVE** Artist: Me'Shell NdegeOcello Album: Bitter Title: Grace Can’t say I have ever been faithful Except to God Never felt I could call anywhere home Till I fell asleep here in your arms I never thought I’d fall in love Your love is my only saving grace You caress my heart Kiss my face Your love is my only saving grace Sometimes God calls out to me to come home ‘Cause I feel so alone Then I taste your kiss Your touch your sweet love I never thought I’d fall in love Your love is my only saving grace You caress my heart Kiss my face Your love is my only saving grace I never thought I’d fall in love I never thought I’d fall in love with you Your love is my only saving grace You caress my heart Kiss my face Your love is my only saving grace your love | |
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Proud Member of the Gay Org Mafiaalexnevermind319 said:[quote]Here are a couple that I am feeling right now...
Artist: 3 Doors Down Album: Away From The Sun Title: When I'm Gone There's another world inside of me That you may never see There's secrets in this life That I can't hide Somewhere in this darkness There's a light that I can't find Maybe it's too far away... Maybe I'm just blind... Maybe I'm just blind... So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone... When your education x-ray Can not see under my skin I won't tell you a damn thing That I could not tell my friends Roaming through this darkness I'm alive but I'm alone Part of me is fighting this But part of me is gone So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Maybe I'm just blind... So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone... Love me when I'm gone When I'm Gone When I'm Gone When I'm Gone  this is my favorite 3 Doors Down song | |
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when the white eagle of the north is flying overhead
and the browns, reds and golds, of autumn lie in the gutter dead remember then the summer birds with wings of fire flaying come to witness springs new hope born of leaves decaying. as new life will come from death, love will come at leisure love of love, love of life and giving without measure gives in return a wonderous yearn of a promise almost seen. live hand in hand, and together we'll stand on the threshold of a dream. "a poor fool indeed is a man who adopts a manner of thinking for others" | |
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It Takes More
Ms.Dynamite The shit that you promote Fighting, violence Like you don't want to grow Your talking so much sex But you not tell her you spelt AIDS You not tell her 'bout consequence, no Your talking like you a G But you are killer killing your own Your just a racist man's pussy Tell me who wants to know What when who where Or how you lose control Certainly not me Certainly not me 'Cause baby personally I like to be challenged mentally I've heard it all before Gangsta's pimps and whores Quality is poor A girl like me needs more It takes more (takes more) To amuse a girl like me So much more (much more) To confuse a girl like me They've got 'tude (got 'tude) 'Cause while you braggin' 'bout your badness your just Avoiding, adding To the real shit thats happenin' to us Now who gives a damn About the ice on your hands? If its not too complex Tell me how many African's died For the baguettes on your Rolex? So what you pushing a nice car Don't you know there's no such thing as superstar We leave this world alone So who gives a fuck about the things you own? Certainly not me Certainly not me 'Cause baby personally I like to be challenged mentally Your shit's insignificant And it don't help to pay my rent Its pure negativity That you impose on me It takes more (takes more) To amuse a girl like me So much more (much more) To confuse a girl like me They've got 'tude (got 'tude) 'Cause while you braggin' 'bout your badness your just Avoiding, adding To the real shit thats happenin' to us Now I can sit And chat a spit about dicks and sex But my business is my business I got self respect I can talk 'bout how my press could pick man's dough Get the keys to his ride and his home But I mix it up and that would make me a ho' Little sisters now I really gotta let you know Real woman ain't sexin' for no mans dough Real woman work hard to make the dough And we can all chat baguettes and blacks The blacks false hype and all the stereotypes We're used to watching, but that ain't what I'm here for Show them to think higher and aspire for more It takes more (takes more) To amuse a girl like me So much more (much more) To confuse a girl like me They've got 'tude (got 'tude) 'Cause while you braggin' 'bout your badness your just Avoiding, adding To the real shit thats happenin' to us It takes more (takes more) To amuse a girl like me So much more (much more) To confuse a girl like me They've got 'tude (got 'tude) 'Cause while you braggin' 'bout your badness your just Avoiding, adding To the real shit thats happenin' to us | |
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CREED - My Own Prison
A court is in session, a verdict is in No appeal on the docket today Just my own sin The walls are cold and pale The cage made of steel Screams fill the room Alone I drop and kneel Silence now the sound My breath the only motion around Demons cluttering around My face showing no emotion Shackled by my sentence Expecting no return Here there is no penance My skin begins to burn So I held my head up high Hiding hate that burns inside Which only fuels their selfish pride We're all held captive Out from the sun A sun that shines on only some We the meek are all in one I hear a thunder in the distance See a vision of a cross I feel the pain that was given On that sad day of loss A lion roars in the darkness Only he holds the key A light to free me from my burden And grant me life eternally Should have been dead On a Sunday morning Banging my head No time for mourning Ain't got no time So I held my head up high Hiding hate that burns inside Which only fuels their selfish pride We're all held captive Out from the sun A sun that shines on only some We the meek are all in one I cry out to God Seeking only his decision Gabriel stands and confirms I've created my own prison | |
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The Roots f/ Cody Chesnutt
"The Seed 2.0 " [Verse 1: Black Thought] Knocked up 9 months ago And what she finna have she don't know She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old She don't want no rock-n-roll She want platinum or ice or gold She want a whole lotta somethin' to fold If you a obstacle she just drop ya cold Cuz one monkey don't stop the show Little Mary is bad In these streets she done ran E'er since when the heat began I told the girl look here Calm down I'ma hold your hand To enable you to peep the plan Cuz you is quick to learn And we can make money to burn If you allow me the latest game I don't ask for much, but enough room to spread my wings And the world finna know my name [Verse 2: Cody Chesnutt] I don't ask, for much these days And I don't bitch, and whine, if I don't get my way I only wanna fertilize another behind my lover's back I sit and watch it grow standin' where I'm at Fertilize another behind my lover's back And I'm keepin' my secrets mine I push my seed in her push for life Its gonna work because I'm pushin' it right If Mary drops my baby girl tonight I would name her Rock-N-Roll [Verse 3: Black Thought] Uh-huh Cadillac need space to roam Where we headin for she don't know We in the city where the pros shake rattle and roll And I'm a gaddang rollin' stone I don't beg I can hold my own I don't break I can hold the chrome And this weighin' a ton and I'm a son of a gun My code name is The Only One and Black Thought is bad These streets he done ran ever since when the game began I never played the fool Matta fact I be keepin' it cool Since money been changing hands And I'm left to shine, but the legacy that I leave behind be the seed that'll keep the flame I don't ask for much but enough room to spread these wings And the world finna know my name [Verse 4: Cody Chesnutt] I don't beg For no rich man And I don't scream, and kick, when his shit don't fall in my hands, man Cuz I know how to still Fertilize another against my lover's will I lick the opposition cuz she don't take no pill Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-no dear You'll be keeping my legend alive I push my seed in her push for life Its gonna work because I'm pushin' it right If Mary drops my baby girl tonight I would name her Rock-N-Roll Oh-ooh break it down, break it down, break down beat [break] I push my seed somewhere deep in her chest I push it naked cuz I've takin my test Deliverin' Mary it don't matter the sex I'm gon' name it rock and roll I push my seed in my push for life It's gonna work becuz I'm pushin it right If Mary drop my baby girl, tonight I would name her Rock-N-Roll I would name her Rock-N-Roll I would name her Rock-N-Roll yeah I would name it Rock-N-Roll | |
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DigitalLisa said: The Roots f/ Cody Chesnutt
"The Seed 2.0 " 
Have you heard cody's album? | |
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sinisterpentatonic said: DigitalLisa said: The Roots f/ Cody Chesnutt
"The Seed 2.0 "
Have you heard cody's album? Yeah I have it ... I dig this album alot, althoug I think cody chesnut was born in the wrong generation  | |
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DigitalLisa said: sinisterpentatonic said: DigitalLisa said: The Roots f/ Cody Chesnutt
"The Seed 2.0 "
Have you heard cody's album? Yeah I have it ... I dig this album alot, althoug I think cody chesnut was born in the wrong generation That may be true but at least someones out there trying to keep that vibe alive. It's not to many brothers out there doing it like that now.  | |
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Darling, give me your absence tonight Take the shade from the canvas and leave me the white Let me sink in the silence that echoes inside And dont bother leaving the light on Cuz I suddenly feel like a different person From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion And I ran my hand over a strange inversion A vacancy that just did not belong The child is gone Honey help me out of this mess I'm a stranger to myself But don't reach for me, I'm too far away I don't wanna talk cause there's nothing left to say So my Darling, give me your absence tonight Take all of your sympathy and leave it outside Cuz there's no kind of loving that can make this allright I'm trying to find a place I belong And I suddenly feel like a different person From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion And I ran my hand over a strange inversion As the darkness turns into the dawn The child is gone The child is gone | |
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The Dreaming Written by Kate Bush The first time I died Was in the arms of good friends of mine. They kiss me with tears. They hadn't been near me for years. Say, why do it now When I won't be around, I'm going out? "We needed you To love us too. We wait for your move." Only tragedy allows the release Of love and grief never normally seen. I didn't want to let them see me weep, I didn't want to let them see me weak, But I know I have shown That I stand at the gates alone. "I needed you To love me too. I wait for your move." All the love, all the love, All the love we should have given. All the love, all the love, All the love you could have given. All the love, all the love, All the love... ("Run for the hills...")* The next time I dedicate My life's work to the friends I make, I give them what they want to hear. They think I'm up to something weird And up rears the head of fear in me. So now when they ring I get my machine to let them in. "I needed you To love me too. I wait for your move." All the love, all the love, All the love you should have given. All the love, all the love, All the love we could have given. All the love, all the love, All the love... "Take care, tootle-ooh." "Bye-bye." "Bye, so long now." [uncertain] "Bye!" "Later." "Bye-ee!" "Cheerio." "Bye!" "Bye-bye." "Bye." "stay healthy." "Bye-ee!" "Bye." "Cheers." "See ya, luv." "Bye!" "Good bye." "I'll see ya, luv." "Good night." "We needed you To love us too. We wait for your move." | |
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Excuse me but can I be you for awhile? My dog won't bite if you sit real still I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yelling at me again (Yeah, I can hear that) Been saved again by the garbage truck I got something to say, you know, but nothing comes Yes, I know what you think of me--you never shut up (Yeah, I can hear that) But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey, but I don't care cause sometimes (I said sometimes) I hear my voice and it's been HERE Silent all these years So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts What's so amazing about really deep thoughts? Boy you'd best pray I bleed real soon-- How's that thought for you? My scream got lost in a paper cup You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone I got 25 bucks and a cracker do you think it's enough To get us there? Years go by, will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand? Years go by, if I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds raining in my head? Years go by will I choke on my tears til finally There is nothing left? Once more casualty, you know we're too easy, easy, easy Well, I love the way we communicate Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape Let's hear what you think of me now But baby don't look up--the sky is falling Your mother shows up in a nasty dress It's your turn now to stand where I stand Everybody lookin' at you Here, take hold of my hand--yeah, I can hear them | |
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"drunken loud mouth bush pig"
by paxawallop oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, you're confused is what you are you shouldn't drive a car oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, i bet you smell real funny if i sniffed, my nose would be runny oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, it must truly be a bummer that they won't take you home to momma but you can swear, and you don't care, you just don't care, over there, in your underwear oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, you have a degree you climb a tree oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, you try hard to seduce with your banter deemed obtuse oh drunken loud mouth bush pig, your body wont stay firm if you continue to eat the worm but you can swear, and you don't care, you just don't care, over there, in your underwear | |
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My brain is like a sieve sometimes it's easier to forget all the bad things you did to me, you did to me. my brain is like sieve but it knows when it's being messed with if you wanted you could come in, so come in. When you said you loved me when you told me you cared that you would be a part of me, that you would always be there did you really mean to hurt me? no, I think you only meant to tease. But it's hard to remember, I lost my memory. See, my brain is like a sieve sometimes it's easier to forget all the bad things you did to me, you did to me. my brain is like sieve but it knows when it's being messed with if you wanted you could come in, so come in. You ought to be ashamed of your behaviour when you're treating me this way as if I had deserved to be a place to vent your ire some day I'm gonna douse that bonfire we make a crucial team for a dying world and style is a word I never even heard in your vocabulary, victim of a murder mystery ...murder! My brain is like a sieve sometimes it's easier to forget all the bad things you did to me, you did to me. my brain is like sieve but it's a place where we both could live if you wanted you could come in, so come in. | |
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I don't wanna be no man's woman It don't make me happy (this 'mantrolling' Thing that you got for me) So I become no man's woman I don't wanna be no man's woman I've other work I want to get done I haven't travelled this far to become No man's woman No man's woman Cuz I'm tired of it And I'm so scared of it That I'll never trust again Cuz a man can fake you Take your soul and make you Miserable in so much pain My friends think I'm alone but I've got secrets I don't tell everything about the love I get I've got a lovin' man but he's a spirit He never does me harm, never treats me bad He'd never take away all the love he has And I"m forgiven, oh, a million times I'm never tired of it And I'm not scared of it Cuz it doesn't cause me pain Like a man can take you Take your soul and make you Never be yourself again I never wanna be no man's woman I only wanna be my own woman I haven't travelled this far to become No man's woman No man's woman No man's woman | |
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Cruel - what a thing to do I've been cruel to you such a long time and how can I hide my shame 'Cause there I go again At the wrong time and I know that it was just the fear of flying and I know it's hard to keep myself from crying but when my tears are washed away You'll still be blind Skin-diving for jewels You were a shining pearl in a borken shell Under moonlight And I was cruel And I know that it was just the fear of flying And I know it's hard to keep myself from crying But when my tears are washed away You'll still be blind Skin-diving For jewels Cruel - I've been such a fool And I'll be missing you Such a long time I was cruel | |
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