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Moderator | Post a lyric that fits your mood 16.0 Beautifully Broken Gov't Mule The Deep End Vol. 1 mysterious blown in with the night all this beauty captured in a frame visibly shaken but never stirred drives them insane i see the way she plays her men - and i know i've got to know her name she's so beautifully broken shaped by the wind dangerously twisted here i go again i see the way she casts her spell it's like drowning in moonlight discards them when she's done they're lost in her twilight i watch her move from star to star and i wonder why why it feels so right she's so beautifully broken you can barely see the flaw especially from a distance which is always how i fall why do i fall for the dangerous ones the ones that never learned to let go and why do i lie to myself and pretend thati can break her when she's already been so beautifully broken why do i fall for the dangerous ones the ones that don't know how to let go and why do i lie to myself and pretend that i can break her when she's already been so beautifully broken she's so beautifully broken - shaped by the wind dangerously twisted here i go again here i go again wow that was actually about me! In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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I got a bitch with pearls a bitch teeth with golds A bitch on da shelf and a bitch that's sold I got a bitch down low and a bitch Im doing publicly A bitch I cant stand and the bitches still lovin me I got a bitch I beep a bitch I call a bitch in thongs and one in Regular draws I got a bitch thats a bout and we fuck in the car Two bitches thats down with a may-nah-sej-twa I got a bitch in a corola a bitch in a bentley A bitch who aint lose her virginity yet I got a bitch thats a thug and she carry a gat A bitch that look like Kim and one that look like Da Brat I got a Bitch thats a freak and she's fienin Fa dick I got a bitch from Peru and she no speak a english I got so many bitches they get done I got 99 problems and a Bitch aint one [Verse 2] I got a broke Bitch stay broke with no ends I got a bitch who loves weed but never be smokin A Ho bitch who be fuckin her friends --- Yappin bitches who be up in my faces with yo shit I got bitches that know shit a hustlin blow bitch A bitch that gotta choppa and she with it I knows this A bitch who got a boyfriend a bitch with a Ho A bitch who like to sniff it off the tip of yo joe I got a bitch who on welfare a bitch who on ex A bitch who like to lye I met her threw lex I got 32 fat bitches 18 sluts 64 noodles and a bitch in a truck I got so many bitches and they love to get done I got 99 problems and a bitch aint one [2x] [Chorus] Dont give a fuck about a bitch Aint gotta worry about a bitch I got so many bitches that get done I got 99 problems and a bitch aint ONE [2x] [Verse 3] I got big bootie bitches Big tittie bitches Cornbread eatin ass from the city bitches Bitches from the dirty south bitch from the bay A bitch who in that video with snoop and dre I got a ride or die bitch a bitch who still cloth A bitch who say she badder then all of u hoes I got a nasty bitch a prankters bitch A two time offendin ass gangsta bitch See I'm Money Mark Diggular a playa fa sho Hit them 16-60 blind criple or po Its u is or u aint bitch let me know Cause I got a whole team but Im lookin fa mo I got so many bitches and they love to get done I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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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 [Verse 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 nigga i ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 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 [Verse Two] 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 [Chorus X2] [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy 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 nigga 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 [Chorus X3] | |
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Moderator | In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Moderator | For Sinisterp :F: Pink Floyd Shine on You Crazy Diamond I-V Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Moderator | Both sides now- Joni Mitchell Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun, They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done, But clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow It's cloud's illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, The dizzy dancing way that you feel As every fairy tale comes real, I've looked at love that way. But now it's just another show, You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know, Don't give yourself away. I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud, To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that way. Oh but now old friends they're acting strange, They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day. I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Moderator | The Steve Miller Band - The Joker
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby Don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run Wooo Wooo You're the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one Wooo Wooo People keep talking about me baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I'll show you a good time In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Anybody got the lyrics to "Ain't that a bitch" by Johnny Guitar Watson? It sums up the current sitiation in the U.S. well. I GOT YA, I GOT YA, I GOT YA PUNKASS! REPEAT | |
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Trouble Child
Words and Music by Joni Mitchell Up in the sterilized room where they let you be crazy, knowin' your attitudes are wrong and you gotta change, and it's not easy. Dragons shinin' with all values known, dazzlin' you, keepin' you from your own. Where is the lion in you to defy him when you're this weak and this spacey? So what are you gonna do about it, you can't live life and you can't leave it. Advice and religion you can't take it, you can't seem to believe it. The peacock is afraid to parade, you're under the thumb of the maid. You really can't give love in this condition, still you know how you need it. They open and close you, and they talk like they know you, they don't know you. They're friends and they're foes too, trouble child, breakin' like the waves at Malibu, So why does it come as such a shock to know you really have no one, only a river of changin' faces lookin' for an ocean. They trickle through your leaky plans, another dream over the dam, and you're lyin' in some room feelin' like your right to be human is goin' over too. But some are gonna knock you and some'll try and clock you, you know it's really hard to talk sense to you, trouble child, breakin' like the waves at Malibu. [This message was edited Fri Jan 30 19:13:59 PST 2004 by CandyEyce] ~~~~~~~~~~~
"My body, a living representation of other life...older...longer...wiser. The mountains and valleys, trees, rocks. Sand and flowers and water and stone. Made in earth." - Audre Lorde | |
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The Iceberg
Verse 1 I-C-E B-E-R-G What's that spell? Iceberg, nicca, can't you read? Time to bleed, slaughter, slice Try to say I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab mice Dice 'em up, slice 'em up, dissect Put you in a boilin' pot and let your ass sweat Cos I rap on game you think I'm weak in a freestyle? Well 911 you should dial Before my posse makes a move on your mom's crib Think we got knives and guns? We got bombs, kid Blow up your whole block, ya hear the gunshots Throw you in the Syndicate cellar and let your body rot Cos I'm the coldest motherfucker that you ever heard Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg Verse 2 Evil E was out coolin' with a freak one night Fucked the bitch with a flashlight Pulled it out and left the batteries in So he could get a charge when he begin Used his dick, the shit was tight Bitch's titties start blinkin' like tail lights Rolled her over to change a connection The bitch's ugly face cold spoiled his erection I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer And yes I'm a pimp and a player and a hustler and kinda A mack and a poet, impressive I know it Don't only rhyme for niccas cos I live my life co-ed On the mic it's livin' breathin' hype A 1989 type Dolemite Cool motherfucker, word Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg Verse 3 Charlie Jamm fucked a freak on a ski-lift 10 below, gave her the dick It was cold and she said "Quit!" Charlie Jamm said "Bullshit!" She said "Oh, oh, oh my god!" Charlie's dick was frozen hard But she said she never felt it Maybe Charlie's dick melted Yes, I'm the rhyme kicker, the hard liquor Parental Guidance Sticker? Yeah, I'm the nicca Triple X is how I rate I'm the one your parents hate I'm as cold as cold can get Under pressure never sweat Cool motherfucker, word Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg Verse 4 Out with the posse on a night run Girls on the corner, so let's have some fun Donald asked one if she was game Back Alley Sally was her name She moved on the car and moved fast On the window pressed her ass All at once we heard a crash Donald's dick had broke the glass Yes, I'm the big wheeler, the girl stealer And if we play cards don't let me be the dealer The Ice, cool as water, hard as stone The black mack of the microphone Talkin' shit the way I do Rhyme Pays, the posse grew Did you like Power? Word Well this is The Ice...or just The Iceberg [This message was edited Fri Jan 30 20:43:05 PST 2004 by crazyhorse] | |
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In a world that's green and red There are questions in my head How do I feed my hungry spirit? Who do I listen to? Who? When I wanna be touched in a sexual fashion When I need a quick reaction When I want good satisfaction I am curious blue I want to be humble I want to be rich I need affection I wanna be a bitch I want my cake I wanna eat it too I am curious blue Curious Can I have every thing this world will give And still have a place in heaven to me? I am curious blue I want to be humble I want to be rich I need affection I wanna be a bitch I want my cake I gotta eat it too I am curious blue When I wanna be touched in a sexual fashion When I need a quick reaction When I want good satisfaction I am curious blue I want to be humble I want to be rich I need affection I wanna be a bitch I want my cake I wanna eat it too I am curious blue I want to be humble I want to be rich I need affection I wanna be a bitch I want my cake I wanna eat it too I am curious blue I need everybody to help me find it In the eyes of those who know Not the ones who don't [?] I am the strange one Strange one, indeed Tell me, baby, which voice do I listen to? I I am curious blue Yeah, baby I'm just curious blue MC Flash: Curious Blue [This message was edited Sat Jan 31 4:52:30 PST 2004 by scififilmnerd] FREE THE 29 MAY 1993 COME CONFIGURATION!
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Moderator | LET ME CLEAR MY THROAT
DJ Kool At the count of three I want everybody in the place to be To make some noise if ya down with me One, two, three Hit me with the horns Tony Keep makin' noise, keep makin' noise, yeah, oh... Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now... Here we go, here we go, now listen Some of y'all might know this And some of y'all don't (jam jam) Some of y'all might be with this, and some of y'all won't But listen, let me clear my throat Oh, have mercy babe, Ha! I hope ya don't mind, let me clear my throat Special dedication going out to everybody here In Bahama Bay in Philadelphia here we go now Check it out, ah huh, ah huh, ah (God Damn) Yeah, rock to the rhythm of the funky rhyme So I can get this in just one more time To the beat and ya don't quit It's that ol' skool rap with that new skool hit Peter Piper picked a pepper but Kool got the Run And I can still rip up the house Every God damn time I get on the mic, I go crazy Peace out to Celo, Flex, and Doug Lazy I bet 'cha never knew but now ya know I'm the undisputed king of this disco And I never let the mic, might not tire me no more Cuz DJ Kool rip up the whole damn floor Now I'ma rap a rhyme with the greatest of ease And swing it like the man on the flying trapeze And if you don't like it you grab on these And now I need some help from the maestro please Jam, Ha! So look it here check the flavor of the rhythm I wrote and while I got a chance here Let me clear my throat oh, have mercy babe, ha! I hope ya don't mind, let me clear my throat I need these monitors right here Music and the monitors, and it goes a little something Like this here ah huh ah huh ah Now if y'all wanna party like we do If y'all wanna party like us, lemme hear ya say Ah ah ah ah ah, if y'all wanna party like we do If y'all wanna party like us lemme hear ya say Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Now when I say uh, you say ah Uh (crowd) Uh (crowd) And now when I say hey, you say ha Hey (crowd) hey (crowd) Now when I say uh, you say ah Uh (crowd) Uh (crowd) Now when I say hey you say ha, hey (crowd) Now when I say freeze you just freeze one time When I say freeze y'all stop on a dime When I say freeze you just freeze one time When I say freeze y'all stop on a dime freeze Now all the ladies in the place If you got real hair, real fingernails If you got a job, you going to school And y'all need nobody to help you handle Your business make some noise One, two, three, come on now When I say freeze you just freeze one time When I say freeze y'all stop on a dime When I say freeze you just freeze one time When I say freeze y'all stop on a dime freeze Now to all the brotha's in the place That don't give a damn about what the ladies talking about 'Cuz you just trying to get chummy make some noise Now, now, now, let me clear my throat Oh, have mercy babe, ha! I hope you don't mind, let me clear my throat Special dedication going out to all the ladies And all the brothers in here Like to love y'all to death here Ah huh ah huh ah (God damn) Oh, lemme send my little shout outs here Special dedication once again going out to everybody here Bahama Bay in Philadelphia, we love y'all madly Special dedication going out to Mellow T Walt Reeder da' joiner, Don Mack, Charlie Mack, DJ Ran Cosmic Kev, special dedication going out to Frank Steed Al Orrizo Ice T, and if you're with me, if you're with me I need some help from the music, from the maestro Check it out somebody make some noise in this joint man Feeling a bit silly this afternoon In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Whitey on the Moon
by;gil scott heron A rat done bit my sister Nell. (with Whitey on the moon) Her face and arms began to swell. (and Whitey's on the moon) I can't pay no doctor bill. (but Whitey's on the moon) Ten years from now I'll be payin' still. (while Whitey's on the moon) The man jus' upped my rent las' night. ('cause Whitey's on the moon) No hot water, no toilets, no lights. (but Whitey's on the moon) I wonder why he's uppi' me? ('cause Whitey's on the moon?) I wuz already payin' 'im fifty a week. (with Whitey on the moon) Taxes takin' my whole damn check, Junkies makin' me a nervous wreck, The price of food is goin' up, An' as if all that shit wuzn't enough: A rat done bit my sister Nell. (with Whitey on the moon) Her face an' arm began to swell. (but Whitey's on the moon) Was all that money I made las' year (for Whitey on the moon?) How come there ain't no money here? (Hmm! Whitey's on the moon) Y'know I jus' 'bout had my fill (of Whitey on the moon) I think I'll sen' these doctor bills, Airmail special (to Whitey on the moon) | |
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Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung in completeness where his feet pass Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning Born of the one light, eden saw play Praise with elation, praise every morning God’s recreation of the new day Morning Has Broken by Cat Stevens | |
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crazyhorse said: Whitey on the Moon
by;gil scott heron A rat done bit my sister Nell. (with Whitey on the moon) Her face and arms began to swell. (and Whitey's on the moon) I can't pay no doctor bill. (but Whitey's on the moon) Ten years from now I'll be payin' still. (while Whitey's on the moon) The man jus' upped my rent las' night. ('cause Whitey's on the moon) No hot water, no toilets, no lights. (but Whitey's on the moon) I wonder why he's uppi' me? ('cause Whitey's on the moon?) I wuz already payin' 'im fifty a week. (with Whitey on the moon) Taxes takin' my whole damn check, Junkies makin' me a nervous wreck, The price of food is goin' up, An' as if all that shit wuzn't enough: A rat done bit my sister Nell. (with Whitey on the moon) Her face an' arm began to swell. (but Whitey's on the moon) Was all that money I made las' year (for Whitey on the moon?) How come there ain't no money here? (Hmm! Whitey's on the moon) Y'know I jus' 'bout had my fill (of Whitey on the moon) I think I'll sen' these doctor bills, Airmail special (to Whitey on the moon) Mars is the new target now. People laid off left and right and they talk about billions to go to mars. Who will get these jobs? The martians? :LOL: what about home edit [This message was edited Sun Feb 1 8:31:22 PST 2004 by CtheUncanny] I GOT YA, I GOT YA, I GOT YA PUNKASS! REPEAT | |
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Loser
NERD f/ Clipse We gotta win (yeah) we gotta win (yeah) We gotta wi-in (we gotta win) We gotta win (yeah) cause I'm a win (yeah) (We gotta win) We gotta win (yeah) we gotta win (yeah) We gotta wi-in (we gotta win) See I'm a win, I'm a win We will not be the losers (losers) We won't won't leave till our job is done (noo) We will not be the losers (losers) Sorry but we're not the ones, yeah I will have my eyes focused plant my feet on the ground I will run through the middle and lay them all down I'm the carrier of the torch to make my path I will burn The world (yeah) must learn [Chorus] I know they are coming to do what they can I'll stab 'em and smash them, I'll face them like a man I know I must face my country, I have to face my town So I can't, let them down Look at me runnin', endzone I'm comin One's on my back I be floatin' (Ah) The stadium loud, my mother be proud Her eyes is teary, she chokin' (Aaah) We did this for who? the ones who were true Supporting this dream that I'm livin' (Aaah) And for my squad, the whole nine yards The name of my team I'm defending Sometimes it seems all wrong, I won't stop till it's all gone As I leap for the long bomb (Aaah) You know me, number fo' fo' Blast through life, running back but in slow mo' (Aaah) I'm a veteran, prize to the better man Just like the medal lands, ran like I never ran (Aaah) In this game of life, we gon' play ball Us against them, we gon' lay them all We will not be the losers We won't won't leave till our job is done [Chorus] I'm prepared to go the distance and battle to the end I will fight through the twilight to see my family again But the desert is so cloudy and it is hard to see There's chance that, and that chance is me (Yeah!) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah! Cause I'ma win, 'cause I'ma win Cause I'ma wi-in Cause I'ma win, 'cause I'ma win Cause I'ma win, 'cause I'ma win Cause I'ma wi-in Cause I'ma win, 'cause I'ma win | |
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Ain't That A Bitch-Johnny Guitar Watson
Ooohh Lawd have mercy. Can't get ahead no way i try. Everything is out of pocket. Somebody do something. The present situation is abstract.(listen) I'm workin forty hours, six long days. And i'm highly embarrassed everytime i get my pay. And they workin everybody. Lawd they workin po folks to death. And when you pay your rent and your car note. You ain't got a damn thang left. Ain't that a bitch... Somebody is doin somethin slick.(yeah they are) It's got me wondering which is which? I might as well go uptown and dig a ditch. Ain't that a bitch. Let me tell you about my qualifications. I program computers. I know acounting and psychology. I took a course in business and i can speak a little Japanese. I got to work two years to get on week off with pay. And when i'm on my job, i better watch every word i say. Ain't that a bitch... Somebody is doin somethin slick. (downtown) It's got me wondering which is which? I might as well go uptown and dig a ditch. Ain't that a bitch. I stopped at the supermarket to get myself something to eat. But when i looked at the prices they knocked me offa my feet. I was in the bolony section and i had to take myself a close look. Now Abdul Jabbar couldn't have made these prices...with a sky hook. Ain't that a bitch... Somebody is doin somethin slick. (yeah they are) It's got me wondering which is which? I might as well go uptown and dig a ditch. Ain't that a bitch. Make me wanna holla aaahhh edit [This message was edited Sun Feb 1 19:13:57 PST 2004 by CtheUncanny] I GOT YA, I GOT YA, I GOT YA PUNKASS! REPEAT | |
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Moderator | Some say Atlanta Some say New York Some say Paris, France but... Who knows... where this flower... grows In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Gang of Four - Armalite Rifle
Armalite Rifle Please the IRA Armarlite Rifle They use it eveyday Breaks down easy For simpler plan A child can carry it Do it no harm Armalite Rifle And the holy trinity Used against you The orange joke's on the BBC Armalite Rifle Please the IRA Armarlite Rifle They use it eveyday Rifle does harm Shoots for miles If it gets you in the arm It could destroy your insides Armalite Rifle Please the IRA Armarlite Rifle They use it eveyday (guitar solo) Do you damage Do you harm Blow your head off Blow your guts out I disapprove of it So does Jon Do you damage Do you damage Damage! Damage! Damage Damage! Damage! NEW WAVE FOREVER: SLAVE TO THE WAVE FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE. | |
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I'm in such a Beatles mood. . .can't decide between The Long and Winding Road and Across the Universe. . .Besame Mucho. . .? Yeah. Those. | |
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sCARLET PUSSy by princE
Once upon a time in the Land of Fever There lived a scarlet pussy This kitty cat of fine descent was cherished by her mother Who wouldn't let another pet her Unless he was qualified Every first of the month this pretty feline got the hots And that's when the neighborhood d-d-dogs They'd line up around the block Meow! When my little scarlet feline roars The locals come around (Come around) When they see the scarlet light They know it's time 2 come chase her down (Chase her down) Lo and behold - the fantastical way in which their bodies groove My Scarlet Pussy's furry magic alters any mood (Scarlet Pussy, hey) It's cool (Scarlet Pussy, yeah) Ahh, pussycat, pussycat - wherefore art thou, puppy? CHORUS: She can make U crazy if U're 2 close 2 her heat She can make U sad when U're happy as can be She can make U shoot your ego all over her sheets All is hers in love and war, my little Scarlet Pussy Every dog would try his lines 2 get Pussy's attention (Hey, baby!) All they want is so exposed in ways 2 gross 2 mention (Eew!) Green virgin teenager or filthy rich yuppie? Pussycat, pussycat - wherefore art thou, puppy? (Scarlet Pussy) She can make U crazy if U're 2 close 2 her heat She can make U sad when U're happy as can be She can make U shoot your ego all over your sheets All is hers in love and war, my little Scarlet Pussy Meow {x2} Now what's going on? I don't know, man, look out! Somebody come get this meow-meow off my leg! (Purr) Meow! (Hiss hiss!) Scarlet Pussy Pussycat, pussycat - wherefore art thou, puppy? Meow CHORUS All is hers in love and war, my little Scarlet Pussy Oh yeah - my little Scarlet Pussy She can make U happy, she can make U sad She can make U crazy (Crazy) She can make U shiver from your head down 2 your feet She can make U shoot your ego all over her sheets (Oh!) {crowd noise} CHORUS To Sir, with Love | |
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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself what a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do They're really saying I love you. I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll never know And I think to myself what a wonderful world Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world. What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong | |
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I drove my tractor through your haystack last night
(ooh aah ooh aah) I threw me pitchfork at your dog to keep quiet (ooh aah ooh aah) Now something's telling me That you'm avoiding me Come on now darling you've got something I need Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Come on now let's get together In perfect harmony I got twenty acres An' you got forty-three Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key She made I laugh ha ha I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that you need We'll 'ave twins and triplets I'm a man built for speed And you know I'll love you darlin' So give me your hand But what I want the most Is all they acres of land Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Come on now let's get together In perfect harmony I got twenty acres An' you got forty-three Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Ooaah she's a lovely bit of stuff an' all For seven long years I've been alone in this place Eat, sleep, in the kitchen, it's a proper disgrace Now if I cleaned it up would you change your mind I'll give up drinking scrumpy and that lager and lime Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Come on now let's get together In perfect harmony I got twenty acres An' you got forty-three Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Who loves ya baby ha Weren't we a grand couple at that last wurzel dance I wore brand new gaters and me cordouroy pants In your new Sunday dress with your perfume smelling grand We had our photos took and us holding hands Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Now that we'me both past our fifties I think that you and me Should stop this galavanting and will you marry me Coz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key Aahh yu're a fine looking woman and I can't wait to get me 'ands on your land | |
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Moderator | Solace said: What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong I don't know why, but I have always hated that song. Does that make me evil? In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Solace said: What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong I don't know why, but I have always hated that song. Does that make me evil? Yes, that makes you a very evil person. | |
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Moderator | Paisley said: Sweeny79 said: Solace said: What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong I don't know why, but I have always hated that song. Does that make me evil? Yes, that makes you a very evil person. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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CtheUncanny said: Ain't That A Bitch-Johnny Guitar Watson
I'm feelin that one C, here's another one by Johnny that might hit the spot. But the price ain't right Be a downside cheaper (yes it would) Start riding a bike They are making milk out of powder Got the baby's crying Rent's gone up higher Got the parents lying (i'll pay you tomorrow) Lord , its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah. Got to go to a disco Throw your troubles away Dance to the music That the DJ's play And then the light come on Like you knew they would Go home and face the music that dont sound to good Lord, its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah. Lord , its a real mother for ya (yeah) make you wanna run for cover (yes it will) And if you look you will discover (yeah) Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah its a real mother for ya yeah (auw, get out of here) Too cold Gimme 3 gallons of no lead and two hot dogs and a strawberryshake | |
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Moderator | Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo - I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle. Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it, You better gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're not quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5. 0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi Did you stop? No - I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo - so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball" Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine - All I heard were shells Falling on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene, You know what I mean They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it My town, that created all the bass sound Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem, Yo - I'll solve it! Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it. Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Yo man - Let's get out of here! Word to your mother! Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Smiling Faces-Undiputed Truth
Smiling faces sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces of the evil that lurks within. Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. The truth is in the eyes 'Cause the eyes don't lie, amen Remember a smile is just a frown turned upside down My friend let me tell you Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. Beware, beware of the handshake that hides the snake I'm telling you beware, beware of the pat on the back It just might hold you back Jealousy (jealousy), Misery (misery), Envy. I tell you you can't see behind smiling faces Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. (Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes) (Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes) I'm telling you beware, beware of the handshake that hides the snake Listen to me now beware, beware of that pat on the back It just might hold you back. Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. Your enemy won't do you no harm 'Cause you know where he's coming from Don't let the handshake and the smile fool ya Take my advice I'm only tryin' to school ya. Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth, uh Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof. I GOT YA, I GOT YA, I GOT YA PUNKASS! REPEAT | |
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