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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Kina - Girl From The Gutter

Artist: Kina
Music Album: Kina
(Music Song Lyrics):
For all the things you said I'd never do
For all the things you said that were untrue
For all the times you made me feel alone
Said I'd never make it on my own

(chorus 1)
Things are lookin' up for me now
Seems like Karma's makin' its rounds
Its my turn now, won't be held down no
Karma's gonna visit you too
You gotta pay for the things you put me through
I hope you do, I hope you do, yeah, yeah

(chorus 2)
I hope your hell is filled with magazines
And on every page you see a big picture of me
And under every picture the caption should read
Not bad for a girl from the gutter like me

For all the times you said "I got your back"
For all the times you stabbed me
For all the times you tried to hurt my pride
For all the pain I held down deep inside

(Chorus 1)
Things are lookin' up for me now
Seems like Karma's makin' its rounds
Its my turn now, won't be held down no
Karma's gonna visit you too
You gotta pay for the things you put me through
I hope you do, I hope you do, yeah, yeah

(Chorus 2)
I hope your hell is filled with magazines
And on every page you see a big picture of me
And under every picture the caption should read
Not bad for a girl from the gutter like me

Needed to make me weak to make you feel stronger
I know y'all bitches think I'm somewhere dyin' inside
O yeah poor Kina, she went home
She couldn't take it no longer

But I'm, right here
I'm right here
I'm right here
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Kina Girl From The Gutter

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Biohazard: Hold My Own

Biohazard Hold My Own
Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Biohazard
(Music Song Lyrics):
It looks like the system
tries to hold me down
But guess what? I ain't f-cking around
You can't deny the pride
that I have shown
I grind hard and I must hold my own


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
and working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
the rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping


two feet on the ground


Someday I'll have my peace of mind
I'll keep fightin', one day I will find
A decent life where self-respect is shown
Until then I must hold my own


Always under pressure
I take things as they come
Always looking up,
look out for number one!
My views got you in check,
I never back down,
I pack a hard punch,
and I always stand my ground


I - will not back down
Holding my own, I stand my ground
You will not break me
My belief is my way can't you see ?


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
and working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
the rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping
two feet on the ground


Never back down

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wynonna Judd - Flies On The Butter You Cant Go Home Again

Artist: Wynonna Judd
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
Mamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
Heard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngin's wants to lick the spoon?
Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air
Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear
Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a-twitching
Fell asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again

Me and my best friend Jenny set up a back yard camp
Stole one of Mama's Mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a fire fly lamp
Me and Billy Monroe sneaking down by the river
And I'm still haunted by the taste kiss I was too scared to give him

[Repeat Chorus]

There's a black-top road, a faded yellow centerline
It can take you back to the place, but it can't take you back in time

[Repeat Chorus]

Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
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Wynonna Judd Flies On The Butter You Cant Go Home Again

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Children Of Bodom - Angels Dont Kill

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I hear the first sets going by
Watching myself slowly die
Sharp is the pain leadin' through my heart
Slowly tearing me apart

What if you're an angel fallen from grace?
Yes, the fist that I hate
Pick me up from the gutter with a gentle kiss
The rips from my heart is showing me, how black it is!

Go!
Yeah I'll go!
It feels so cold
Yeah, I'm watching by
I'll die alone!

I hear the first sets walking by
Watching myself slowly die
Sharpening pain leadin' through my heart
Slowly tearing me apart

When you appear, as an angel
looking me down, looking my way
Could you ever kill the pain in my heart?
Even though they say angels don't kill

Go!
Yeah I'll go!
It feels so cold
Yeah, I'm watching by
I'll die alone
Go!
Yeah I'll go
It feels so cold
Yeah, I'm watching by
I'll die alone!!
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Children Of Bodom Angels Dont Kill

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Biohazard: How It Is

Biohazard How It Is
Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: State Of The World Address
(Music Song Lyrics):
look into the yes of a madman
You can see it in his face, he's a weak and sad man
Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone
With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome
No way out, it's too late 'cause you're already in it
So what'cha gonna do you'll be dead in a minute
Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast
A young life terminated with one short blast
You live like that, you die like this
That 's how it is
Livin' with regret is no way to live
That's how it is
You're dead too soon if the bullet don't miss
That's how it is kid
How it is
That's what you get for
Living like this
With a bullet in your head - you're dead, you can't miss
Ain't no time for regret when you're body is in a bag
Ain't no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag
Should've known better, ain't working for you now
Maybe if you'd know better you'd be here somehow
So change your ways before you ways change you
With a hole in your head that you can see through
You're looking up and you're looking down
Shot's are rippin' out from all around
You're crying out for help but it can't be found
The voice of regret is the only sound
You play the game and you pay the price
For hustlin' in the gutter with the motherf-ckin' street lice
You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes
And you're goin' with your crew whichever way the wind blows
"cause you got their back and they got yours
And you live for yourself and you make your own laws
But sooner or later what goes around comes around
You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Murderdolls - Dressed To Depressed

Artist: Murderdolls
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I got a snotty nose
I got nappy hair
My mommy don't love me
And my daddy don't care
My sister's a slut
And my brother's a drunk
And I'm standing in the mirror now
Getting myself all dressed up

Everything's okay
At least that's what they say
One foot in the gutter
The other's in the drain
Punch the clock I'm your slave
For the rest of my life 12 hours a day
No future, no way
I was born to lose but that's okay

Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life's a f-cked up mess

Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life is f-cked up

Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life's a f-cked up mess

Dressed to, dressed to depress
You couldn't ask for anything less
Dressed to, dressed to depress
My whole life's a f-cked up mess
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Murderdolls Dressed To Depressed