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Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir - The Hit List

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: The Hit List
(Music Song Lyrics):
featuring Sonnie Black

Intro:
Huh yeah yeah. Saafir in the house youknowhatI'msayin'? Layin' it down with
my nigga Sonnie Black. About to spit this shit to you. You might be on this
motherf-cker man. You know?

Saafir:
Since the death of the first two icons I be wonderin'
Who's gonna be the next to plummet in the dirt
Somebody is puttin' in major work
And drop the line of these top the line rhymer you know who was the first
And the second MC
The shit temps me
To keep practicing my aim at the shooting range
And keep my vest
In close range to my chest
Say a prayer to the game
Cause she won't be the same after this
I heard they
Who is they?
I don't know
But you know what they say
Don't believe it till you see it
But now I peep the Ebony special Big Daddy Dane or Super Nat
Death's comin' three and the shit is startin' to worry me (why?)
Cause this shit got to be connected to a much deeper plot
Maybe the government is fillin' it
Since they see them taxes of these millionaire black men rappin'
Imagin' if they got fed up and attached a contract
To touch these pathetic lips
Believe me
It would be called

Hook:
The Hit List
But it never happens to you if you're hitless
So you better stay sharp in you mental fitness
And always holla at your follies about business
What is this? The Hit List

Saafir:
The newspapers read
"De La Soul Is Dead"
The Stakes Is Higher than Hell fire
Shocking news travels like a live wire
To the Mississippi connect
Brought in from a club bathroom
Bartender slipped him a Mickey
Everybody in hip hop is trigger itchy
One of the Pharcyde got smoked in a hotel in Perkipsey
Upstate with no backin' I'm packin' heat
Like an immigrant work Nike factory
I feel like somebody is watchin' me
I got eyes in the back of my head and under my balls
Cassette from outside bathroom door stall
Watchin' my back without a pause
Scarface in Houston tryin' not to catch a bullet scar
Ridin' to the studio in bulletproof cars
ATF had a shootout ? wait with FaceMob
A cashier worker and a grocery bagger was tagged up
Body bagged up
Pedestrians meeting the concrete
Gettin' faces and body parts scrapped up
Face Mob swervin' through as they may ? (screeching)

Hook

Sonnie Black:
What is this the Hit List
The Hit List some sick shit over glove shit
Mr. Sonnie Black the fly ass tracks jack
You slippin' like bait on a fishing rod
I'm tryin' to manipulate your fate
I'm tryin' to get you God
Cause you tailored my made me good and plenty
Your soldiers turned GI Jane more (Moore) than Demi
Keep your hustle on kinko
God got blessings to give me

Saafir:
On Remy and a night chair
Spit my plot to my partners and hoes sittin' around in nightwear
Crackin' a window a slight air
A nigga feel twisted
The story
The Hit List
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Saafir The Hit List

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Overkill - Where It Hurts

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Suckin' on a screw down,
Lie lappin' break down,
Kissin' up the boy while the church burns down.
Makin' up to God,
Makin' up your bed,
Lyin' up the God, playin' dead.

I see the fizzle where the bombs fell on the beach.
Tell me why the truth is what's stuck between your teeth.

No one's leaving, till I say so.
Hold that breathin'! This much I know!!!

I know, where it hurts.

Open up the flood gates,
Open up the seven gates,
Open up the door, hear the church burns down.
Streakin' like a comet,
Chokin' on yer vomit,
One more roll play dead.
Lord, I feel the pressure comin' down upon my head...
Lord tell me why the truth is sometimes better dead...

Hit the streets, hit the wall,
Hit the sheets, have a ball.
In the mouth, in the face,
In the teeth, take a taste.
Hit me where it hurts.
Come on and, hit me where it hurts.

Make 'em pay, make a stand,
Break away, be a man.
Who ya be, who ya are,
Where ya live, what ya are,
Hit you where it hurts.
Gonna hit you where it hurts.

Playin' dead, dead dead.

No one leaving, till I say so.
No more reason, this much I know!

Where it hurts
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Overkill Where It Hurts

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Got To Get It

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Intro (Sisqo)-[spoken]

See what I wanna do(ooh, ooooooooh)
I dont know if i can say what i wanna do (yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah)
Well, Maybe I can
uh,uh,uh cmon

Verse 1: [Sisqo]

Do I have to grab the back of your neck
to make you listen to me
do you have to see me flashin this doe
Or wavin' my rolly
Mr. Yeah Yeah
baby can I get a hit off you
what's up what's up
cmon I like to touch
I got to think about if your down because

bridge(Sisqo)

I got to get it
you wont forget it
kiss you under yo navel
Ill go where he wont go

Chorus(sisqo)

I got to get , Got to get it
Just let me hit.just let me hit it
ill kiss the lips under the navel
I bet he wont go where I go

Verse 2 (sisqo)

Listen, now baby i can be a betta man
Betta yet a gentleman
fly you to japan
amd back again
spend a week in puerto rico
baby wait till I'm Finito
Cause im Feenin
and I got to get a hit off you
What's up what's up cmon I like to Fucc
I've got to figure out if your down because, baby baby YEAH

repeat bridge
repeat chorus

(Make it hot)

Uh.uh.uh.uh
Whats your goal baby(goal baby)
you and I sip the mo' and get the dough baby(we get the dough baby)
we can do it how you wanna let me know baby(let me know baby)
If I got it you can get it that's for sure baby(for sure baby)
Or hit the door baby(hit the door baby)

I'm here to treat you right(cmon)
wont you be that freak I know and give me head all night?(ooh)
If you think somebody's lookin girl turn off the lights(ooh,ooh)
cuz we can do it where you wanna, where you wanna,how you wanna
Let me keep
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Sisqo And Mya Got To Get It

Sunday, November 15, 2009

4ft Fingers - Hit Me

Artist: 4ft Fingers
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
As she's there trying to find the time
To listen to him on the other line
It's going to cost how much I heard her say
What the hell will plastic be o.k.

I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,

Dynamite strapped to my chair
Why dose every thing have to be so unfair
Just because I have to go to work
Just because I don't wear an ironer shirt

I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,


Run away far away [x4]

I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die

I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die,
I'll kiss myself good by, I think I'm gonna die
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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Children Of Bodom - Bodom Beach Terror

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Let's go!

That's it, where to go?
Should I tell you where I wanna go?
We'll die there be motherf-cking there broad away to be
All wilted way, I'll show you the place where I wanna die
We're gonna die in pain
Don't hurt my eyes, I feel the flame

Sun's going down (...sun's going down)
Moon's rising high (...moon's rising high)
We'll pay you Bodom beach terror

Late night you party until it's light
While pointing at the sky
Wash your hands in the lake of your blood
Just before you die

Bodom beach terror!

Go go!
To the place where you really wanna be, wanna go
From the dark away to hit lights, to hit that human light
One minute shape to hit time where you gonna go
I bet you're gonna hit ya to tear you down to a place you've never seen

Late night you party until it's light
While pointing at the sky
Wash your hands in the lake of your blood
Just before you die

Bodom beach terror!
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Saturday, December 26, 2009

504 Boyz - Thug Girl 2

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hoody-Hoo
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at,
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Overe Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Master P]
where the thug girls at out that 504
where the thug girls at out that 310
where the thug girls at out that 202
where the thug girls at claiming red and blue.

I heard you jockin' Master P cause he got a mercedes
A bubble eye hummer but the feds can't fade me
you just wanna ride girls jump inside
cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die
I only f-ck with thug girls when I'm on tha block
and i don't mess with no hoes that say they hot
All my fighting girls grab da gat grab da gat
and all ya stuntin ass bitches step back (ya heard me)

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Silkk the Shocker]
They wish they knew I want a girl like you
Well, girl gotta be from the hood, but you gotta know what to do
Like beta hold the bricks, beta hold the clips
but when night time comes u gotta ??? hold da sh....
Now from the streets give me the heat
you gotta know what to do wit it,
Taz hit ya you be like I dont know who did it
Take the ??? off you guys never be like you did it
Real chick only let you hit it
Respectin by my clique stayin by her man
In public business unload get wild and thangs
She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up
If a chick gets outta line respectin me she gonna slice her up
If I give her some money she gonna know how to flip that
and if I gotta go somewhere she gonna hold it down til I get back
so Hoody Hoo if you about doin somethin
and hoody hoo if you about doin no stuntin

[Chorus 4X]

[Krazy]
It's about a fight tho we can f-ck Baby waste no time
What you like in your drink girl lemon or lime
The way you shake on the dance floor got me hot
Lets Drive around the lake til we find the spot
I aint suprised that you gotta man baby its cool
Gimme one night with ya girl I bet you'll leave that fool
He probably thank you went to work when you came to the club
you aint lookin for afection you need a thug
I'll be straight up with you baby dont be his lady
A nigga like big lips cause I love some head
and if your girl wanna join I'm down with that
she can lick a niggas nuts while i hit ya from the back

[Chorus 4X]

[Master P]
There they go in that 212
There they go in that 402
There they go in that 305
There they go in that 415
There they go in that 219
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
Yo, Krazy Silkk Nigga, Grab a few of these thug girls
Let's go have one of those Gangsta Parties, ya heard me?
No Limit style we gonna ball til we fall
Soulja rest in all nigga
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504 Boyz Thug Girl 2

504 Boyz - Uptown

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Taxi]
Did you call a taxi
[Master P]
Yea
[Taxi]
Where you going my brother
[Master P]
Uptown. Ya heard me Calliope 36-49 go cross the Bra
Bridge and make a left

[Chorus: Suga Bear (repeat 2x's)]

I'll be hangin uptown (hangin)
With my niggas
Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea

[Master P]
Uptown baby, don't clown baby
It's going down baby, I'm with my rounds baby
Uptown CP3, nigga my block stay hot
You rally dirty war, nigga I got it on lock
From the Mac to the Meph to the Calliope
Nigga in the bricks at night fool anything goes
Rose Tavern is the spot were I stash the glock
Hoody Hoo, Run forest here comes the cops
Nigga second line badge where my peeps get killed
R.I.P. T' shirts nigga to remember the real
Sam Skulley got killed and Big Glen got Life
My lil cousin Jimmy did 8
but now he's trying to change his life

[Chorus 2x's]

[Mac]
Now let me take you to the land of the choppers
pussy poppers and body droppers
crooked cops and quarter shops
when the cop shopper
you get your hands on a a bird
don't say a word
there is a million coke spots with no coke to serve
when you see them nigga swerve in the Lexus
and you can't get no buss pass
to get your ski mask, and get a click
but make sure it niggas you been f-cking with get a bitch
bout that murder, murder and sucking dick
on the slick doe, cause they pulling akickdoes
and I think it was them nigga out that Thomas
cause they had them black macs and bombers
but you didn't hear that me, I can't talk, I can't see
look matter fact when it happen, I was overseas with P
and that how a nigga be, I be on GT with wears and boots
when them f-cking people spin in, my niggas holla "OOP OOP"
and if a nigga find ya, we second line behind ya
blow some ganja in your memories
sportin Tee's to remind ya we still

[Chorus 2x's]

[C-Murder]
Now if you looking for me playa
when I'm down in the city
you wanna get with me then hit me
or come in that Calliope and get me
for real ask Whine and Eyes
I be down in the cut
me, Boo Gee and Tee Dee
we be tearing shit up
feel my rounds, uptown them tuff guys on the block
just like Slim and Marcello
they got that Nolia on lock
and that Rose Tavern
I'm chillling right in front of Randall pictures
they hit cha but ask Victor
where gonna always be with cha
I'll let Lil Cory tell a story while he down in the 5th
I hit the spliff, pass the twirk and yell CP3
We make a move and bounce the House of Blues
full of Tequila, we left the dagger shop
them po po's sweating the block
and now it's back to the Calliope
(it's back to the Calliope)
the driveway of the middle of 3rd Ward code
I represent it lil daddy
cause it's a Calliope thing
and uptown is the place where I chill and hang

[Chorus 2x's
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Friday, December 25, 2009

504 Boyz - Thug Girl II

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hoody-Hoo
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at,
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Overe Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Master P]
where the thug girls at out that 504
where the thug girls at out that 310
where the thug girls at out that 202
where the thug girls at claiming red and blue.

I heard you jockin' Master P cause he got a mercedes
A bubble eye hummer but the feds can't fade me
you just wanna ride girls jump inside
cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die
I only f-ck with thug girls when I'm on tha block
and i don't mess with no hoes that say they hot
All my fighting girls grab da gat grab da gat
and all ya stuntin ass bitches step back (ya heard me)

Chorus: repeat 4X

where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Silkk the Shocker]
They wish they knew I want a girl like you
Well, girl gotta be from the hood, but you gotta know what to do
Like beta hold the bricks, beta hold the clips
but when night time comes u gotta ??? hold da sh....
Now from the streets give me the heat
you gotta know what to do wit it,
Taz hit ya you be like I dont know who did it
Take the ??? off you guys never be like you did it
Real chick only let you hit it
Respectin by my clique stayin by her man
In public business unload get wild and thangs
She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up
If a chick gets outta line respectin me she gonna slice her up
If I give her some money she gonna know how to flip that
and if I gotta go somewhere she gonna hold it down til I get back
so Hoody Hoo if you about doin somethin
and hoody hoo if you about doin no stuntin

Chorus 4X

[Krazy]
It's about a fight tho we can f-ck Baby waste no time
What you like in your drink girl lemon or lime
The way you shake on the dance floor got me hot
Lets Drive around the lake til we find the spot
I aint suprised that you gotta man baby its cool
Gimme one night with ya girl I bet you'll leave that fool
He probably thank you went to work when you came to the club
you aint lookin for afection you need a thug
I'll be straight up with you baby dont be his lady
A nigga like big lips cause I love some head
and if your girl wanna join I'm down with that
she can lick a niggas nuts while i hit ya from the back

Chorus 4X

[Master P]
There they go in that 212
There they go in that 402
There they go in that 305
There they go in that 415
There they go in that 219
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
Yo, Krazy Silkk Nigga, Grab a few of these thug girls
Let's go have one of those Gangsta Parties, ya heard me?
No Limit style we gonna ball til we fall
Soulja rest in all nigga
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504 Boyz Thug Girl II

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Chubb Rock - The Five Deadly Venoms

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The One
(Music Song Lyrics):
[verse one - hotdog]
Aiyyo ??, i got the batter, get the mixer
As the trickster will fix ya a batch of rhymes
You know that soothes, like an elixir
And sticks your ribs so let the cheese and wine
Or rather wine and cheese
Cause i aim to please with ease hope the crowd sees
That i'm, the man that loves to flam
And when i step into a jam i just slam like jordan
And this is the world, accordin to me
The capital-h-the-o-the-t, the-d-the-o-the-g
Rockin, heavenly hype and ?? steadily
When i come in to rock'n'roll, i'm sure you will agree
That i got a hype type of style a family
But diggy doc gave it to rob to rock and howie tee
Now, i'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity
Givin a little history
For some people, their lucky number's 7
For q-dogs, it's 1911
November 17th, underneath the ceilings
Behind the walls of ?thurkill hall?

[verse two - ?]
This is a family affair, rather a gathering of the brothers
United we stand, we're not divided like the others
And when i mention the word divided, you know what i'm meaning
Show a brother something they don't have they start fiending
First the ear-grabbin, then the back-stabbin
This from brothers that i call friends, i'm not havin
The other negative things in a friendship
An occasional whipser, gossip, a loose lip
I once trusted a brother with an eyeful
He told the next man, cause he's livin trifle
But now i'm not worried cause i'm part of a family
United til death simply cause we choose to be
An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser
Callin your moms a ?? look-a-like skeezer
Whoever wins the diss battle, respect is given
Fightin over words is not how we are livin
Then there's ?? word i almost forgot
Three-on-one, no heat, but the rumor's still hot
The bro's get a hoe that you know is totally widdit
There's no need to be discrete cause you know she won't admit it
When i think back on the memories
Just like these - is it a wonder that i love the 80's

[verse three - rob swinga]
Well i'm rob, a.k.a. as the swinga
Comedic at times, and a stone-cold thriller
I got somethin to say i'll make it short and sweet
Me i'm the swinga i'ma swing it to this beat
Now i talk to a lot of people with the large vocabulary
Colloquial language i'll use that's secondary
And then there is slang and i would use that third
And i'll say outrageous things that might sound absurd
But - right back into my large vocabulary
I'm the type of guy that'll always be primary
Never secondary, to any adversary
If they want to be like me, on the contrary
They try to compete, but i will always delete
I'll leave them cryin from the agony, of defeat
And when they try to return to repeat
I make them hold on peace signs, say "swinga i retreat"

[verse four - chubb rock]
Well the toad is immensely strong on the instrumental
The lyric can hit and shock the pure metal
Chubb rock has a weak spot, creatin
An iron maiden cannot pierce my skin when i hit top 10
Run for shelter, cause you're gonna fear this tune
More than you feared the age of helter skelter
Watch how we behave, diggity dog and dave
The roadrunner and swinga always sayin that smegma
Is the product of ten intense games of balls under balls
I have professor paul's
Kicking ability, the snake's agility
The ricochet speed of the centipede
And the devilish mind of the scorpion
The lizard is unrealistic and simplistic
And loitering is prohibit, the tune is illiterate
Diggy doc no, ed lover forever my brothers in crime
They watch my back at the drop of a dime.. when we climb
And work and work hard and struggle to stay alive
And strive, the venoms, the five - check this out..
The roadrunner

[outro]
Yo chubbs can we make a little gravy and shit
Can we get ours, whassup man?
Niggaz is takin caravans all the way to north carolina n shit
Whassup wit dat shit? niggaz don't respect my situation
Yo can we make a little gravy chief, whassup?
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Rats Boomtown - se-xiest Woman Alive

Artist: Rats Boomtown
Music Album: O-Town
(Music Song Lyrics):
Ooh ooh ooh oh yeah
When I see ya (see ya see ya)
Can't believe ya ('lieve ya 'lieve ya)
Did you slip on heaven's floor
A fallen angel?
I've been around the world
But I've never seen a girl
Who makes my nature rise the way that you do
Like Haagen Daz you hit the spot
You make me scream
'Cause you got a lot
In Calvin jeans you're a beauty queen
And you're blowin' my mind
Just one look was all it took
I'm shook 'cause no one else compares to you

(chorus)
You're crazy, se-y
Got a body like a dancer on MTV
I'd spend all my ends
To hold you close to me
You're the sexiest woman alive (se-y se-y se-y)
Oh baby it's so insane
And you work that body like you're on soul train
You got the stuff that'd
Make a guy do most anything
For the sexiest woman alive (se-y se-y se-y)

When you walk into a room
The first reaction's oohhh
Every guy around just wants to sweat ya
But I bet a million, boo
They don't feel you like I do
'Cause I'm about to make you my wifey
My wifey

Like Haagen Daz you hit the spot
Girl you know you've got a lot
In Calvin jeans you're a beauty queen
And you're blowin' my mind
Just one look was all it took
I'm shook 'cause no one else compares to you

(CHORUS)

Though I've been around the world
I never had a girl like you,
wanna make my dreams come true
Been to Africa
Had sushi in Japan
Use to think I was the man (yeah)
Though I tasted all the finer things
I never had a time like you
I like (I like) the way that we touch in the night
Girl your love just knocks me out
You're the sexiest woman alive (you're so damn se-y baby)
I like the way that we touch in the night
Girl your love just knocks me out (it just knocks me out)
You're the sexiest woman alive (se-y se-y se-y)(whoah oh oh oh whoa oh oh)

(CHORUS 3x
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Monday, January 11, 2010

Fame Soundtrack - Hard Work

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A.

Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A

Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.

I pray I make
I pray I make
P.A.

Pray...pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A

This ain't no
Movie show
Playin in a theatre
Or a video
Fantasy
I was always hot to see
On the T.V.

I'm so hot
hot to trot
I can hardly wait to show them
What I got
Wonder who'll
Come out shinin' like a jewel
In the "Fame" school

I'll be gone

Where's the John?

Man they got me runnin'
In a marathon

Can't slow up

I'll go home and not show up

Maybe throw up

Class to class
Tryin' to pass
Learnin' who the teachers are
who bust your ass
Feelin' small
Feelin' up against the wall
During role call!

Here we are

So bizarre

This is where they show you

How to be a star!

I can't wait

I cant even concentrate

I just pulsate!

I'm alive
And I will survive
Show the world that I can take it
When I hit the heights
Put my name in lights
Show the world that I can make it
By doin'

By doin'

Doin'

Doin'

By doin'
Doin'

By doin' hard work

Acting is the hardest profession in the world. Hard work!
The hardest profession in the world
Dance is the hardest profession in the world.
The hardest profession in the world. Hard wrok!

Music is the hardest profession in the world.
The hardest profession in the world. Hard work!

The hardest profession in the world,
The hardest profession in the world. Hard work!...etc.

I'm alive and I will survive
Show the world that I can take it
When I hit the heights
Put my name in lights
Show the world that I can make it

By doin' ... doin' ...
doin' ... doin' ...

By doin' hard work
By doin' hard work
By doin' hard work

Hard work!
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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Hill Dru - This is what we do

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Various songs / Unsorted
(Music Song Lyrics):
Featuring Method Man]
Yeah baby hey yeah yeah
And you know said you know
Said you know said you know babe yeah
So you say your ish is it
And you say your ish is hot
You want me to touch your spot
Cuz thats how we do it
Now I watch your earrings jingle
And I watch you work your middle
Cuz your handle bars aint little
Makes me wanna (Yall aint ready)
1 If you wanna dance
If you wanna move
If you wanna dance
Yeah show me what to do
I keep it movin, givin it to you
Cuz this is what we do
This is what we do, yeah
(Repeat 1)
Said East Side, where you at , yo what the deely
And to my ladies over West can you feel me
Tell me what the deal with the south
And tell me Master P got it all figured out
But if you say you with me, show you with me
Youre so pretty, you stay shitty,
Aaint no shorty over 40 chillin in the VIP with me
Damn right, game tight, cuz thats how we do it tonight
(Repeat 1) x2
[Method Man]:
Who got the best body on the planet
I take advantage, then skate like the kissin bandit
Leave of hearts
Got these shorties out after dark
Were lady killers
Now blow back apart, raw dealers, the cat Dru Hill or
Strange love, seven thirty, Im like Herbie with a Love Bug
Then skip town like a Casanova brown Mrs.
You look delicious like a two piece with a biscuit
Whats goin down?
In my mind Im rippin your clothes
Playing with your peep girl suckin your toes
Go round with the Ghetto Sarano, mello,
Romeo, who like his women on the same level
Pay my bills that were due, all accounts settled
Now Im relaxing like Pa now with Ma Kettle
Baby laughing, earrings in both nipples
Like Janet Jackson, busting out her latest fashion
Or the smashin
Honey come on over here, I **** be cold
Throw them panties over there, you wont need those
You talk like sex
You walk like sex
Ya smell like sex
Ya yell like sex
And all ya want is Mr. Map, hell of a man
That can sell an Eskimo a fan
I come equipped for any spot that you want hit
Or want licked, when my ___ hit the ______, ahh, shit
I start to think back on how I go hump
In seven minutes to heaven at the age of eleven
Couldnt tell me nuthin then, cant tell me nuthin now
Honey child, milkin the cow, lovin my style
This is what we do kid, me and them Dru kids
Take em blind, crimp em and crazy, even toothless
Lastly, if you know me dont ask me
Call me Method, Mr. Mack if ya nasty
(Repeat 1) x2
If I move it on the left, will it be hot to death
If I move it on the right will you make it last all night (Woody)
If I move it up and down will you make a freaky sound come on
If I move it in and out will it make you scream and shout
(Repeat 1 until fade
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Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir the Saucee Nomad - Bent

Artist: Saafir the Saucee Nomad
Music Album: Boxcar Sessions
(Music Song Lyrics):
I've been down this corridor
Before you enter you have to bring
Back the creator of winter damn
Too late I'm spoiled I need the napalm
I got it I shot it in my left sector
Blew up the timing device on the reactor.
Time shifted I had to remold the floor
The foundation for creation mate's blend
The pleasure dome into another roam
A walk stalked nightly by the ogre
That's rarely sober. But there's no tracin
I see the place in the flow. I'm beyond dawn,
No I'm not in the lawn under pawns -
Don't rest, never possessed stagnate magnets.
I never pulled slits lips wit no braille skilled eyes -
Balls through eyesockets. I'm currently current
Currents of electricity; They can't get wit me
Invisible to the retina half - way reality part limbo.
A nervous laugh while ya climbin through windows,
Never spin ho's on merry-go-rounds,
Be the ground level for ghouls, schools of fish,
Victims on a hit list me like Geronimo on a pratt -
Tackle patt tacklin patterns addin in seasonings, flavor.
No false teeth for beef, catapulting fingers to light
Switches so you can see the real, I feel the tension
My sight twitches - I'm bent.

Second Scene: I'm the star in a step show
Around corners, the coroner's office;
Where my rep grows. I'm on some sort of drug
Like the President, it's evident that I'm noid,
A little bit of pizza - the riddle gets deeper.
I'm lookin for outs n ins, stolen isotonas,
The gloves, the bout begins three jabs on a transport
It's a sport for me to take another life on landing,
Branding wit a prattle prod designed by God.
It's my job to resign frauds,
The odd is against you got a degree in me,
So I know that I flow, credentials are essential -
It's blasphemy the type of shit they be askin me.
I don't feel the vibe, abstract art the veal
Doesn't heal this deprived stomach from a plummet.
Swinging on a duet with the bullet.
I never pull out for suspense - I'm on a bent mission.

Jack Cousteau couldn't take it no deeper -
I'm a resident in Davey Jones micro-locker
Holds the phone, foamin at the mouth:
Mad Dog, a taste, never had hog I'm droppin
The scrooge, makin fools hit the log - axe it.
I seen it beneath where the cowards hope
Trembled sleeper see if you can find the lost
Treasure through measures in bars - I'm bent
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Monday, December 28, 2009

Everything But The Girl feat Massive Attack - The Hunter Gets Captured By The Game

Artist: Everything But The Girl feat Massive Attack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Every day brings change
And the world puts on a new face
Certain things rearrange
And this whole world seems like a new place

Secretly I've been tailing you
Like a fox that prays on a rabbit
I had to get you and so I knew
I'd have to learn your ways and habits
Oh, you the catch that I was after
But I looked up and I was in your arms
And I knew that I was captured

What's this whole world coming to?
Things just aren't the same
Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game

I had laid such a tender trap
Hoping you might fall into it
But love hit me with a sudden slap
A warm kiss and then I knew
Oh, my plans didn't work out
Like I thought
Cause I had laid my trap for you
But it seems that I got caught

What's this whole world coming to?
Things just aren't the same
Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game

I had laid such a tender trap
Hoping you might fall into it
But love hit me with a sudden slap
A warm kiss and then I knew
Oh, my plans didn't work out
Like I thought
Cause I had laid my trap for you
But it seems that I got caught

What's this whole world coming to?
Things just aren't the same
Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game
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Thursday, January 7, 2010

Roxy Music - LOVE IS THE DRUG

Artist: Roxy Music
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
T ain't no big thing to wait for the bell to ring
't ain't no big thing the toll of the bell.

Aggravated spare for days
I troll down town the redlight place
Jump up bubble up what's in store
Love is the drug and I need to score.

Showing out showing out Hit and run
Boy meets girl where the beat goes on
Stiched up tight can't shake free
Love is the drug got a hook on me
Oh catch that buzz love is the drug I'm thinking of
Oh can't you see love is the drug for me.

Late at night I parked my car
staked my place in the singles bar.
Face to face toe to toe
Heart to heart as we hit the floor.

Lumbered up limbo down
The locked embrace stumble round
I say go she say yes
Dim the lights you can guess the rest.

Oh catch the buzz
.
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Friday, October 30, 2009

Bis: The Hit Girl

Bis The Hit Girl
Artist: Bis
Music Album: Social Dancing
(Music Song Lyrics):
She won't be seen today 'cos
She was let down by those near
They thrived upon blood and fear
How hard to hold back a tear
She won't be seen today 'cos
She was made to be a fool
The taunts the threats were so cruel
She can't take more ridicule

And now she's gone
Gone where noone can hurt her
And now she's free
She can smile for the first time

She won't be seen today 'cos
The fill all her life with dread
Pulls back the plaster it's read
Comes home and goes to her bed
She won't be seen today 'cos
She's now seen her best friend cry
How much longer can she lie
Before one of them will die

This is not my idea of a good existence
Get your hands off me

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Beach Boys - Wipeout

Artist: Beach Boys
Music Album: Still Cruisinc120
(Music Song Lyrics):
Heheheheheheee wipe oooout!

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Here we go here go
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out

For three years straight we toured the nation
When we get through we needed a vacation
We wanted to party and get a little rest
So we packed our things and headed out west
We got our surfboards took the beachball out
Jumped in a limosuine ready to "wipeout"

Now we're ready to go
Here we go here we go
One one two one two one two hit it d
Here we go

We got to california i said headed for the beach
There were girls galore all within our reach
There was sand and sun and lots of fun
But when we get there the fun really begun
So we cut on the box and started to shout
It was the beach boys rockin' huh huh the "wipeout"

Oo oo
Ooo ooo
Oo
Oo
Oo oo

Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
That's it, that that that's it dit dit dit dit dit
Hit it d

The sun went down and the night began
We was rapping for the people cold chillin' boppin'
We was partying hard making lots of noise
When around the corner came the real beach boys
So we all jumped up and started to shout
"let's all sing the song called the 'wipeout'"

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out

Stay go stay go stay go
Bring it out now

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Cadillac Blindside - Where Will I Sleep Tonight?

Artist: Cadillac Blindside
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
"Where Will I Sleep Tonight?"

why am i drug along? i see your point, step into my shoes for once. i understand, but i see right and wrong. stubbornness won't solve a thing. i'll take a hit from the crossfire. take a hit from you, from me, from her, from, him. what do you so desire? where will i sleep tonight? i won't burn down with you. it's personal because it catches up with me. i won't burn down with you. bite your tongue, the numbness with make you see. i'm equally empathetic, can you be? you can't expect it. i can't explain it, and there's no way that i single handedly can.
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Sunday, December 13, 2009

Hill Dru - This Is What We Do featuring Method Man

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Enter The Dru
(Music Song Lyrics):
VERSE 1 SO YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS IT/AND YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS HOT/YOU WANT ME/TO TOUCH YOUR SPOT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT/NOW I WATCH YOUR EARRINGS JINGLE/AND I WATCH YOU WORK YOUR MIDDLE/CAUSE YOUR HANDLE BARS AIN'T LITTLE/MAKES ME WANNA/YA'LL AIN'T READY/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
VERSE 2 SAID EAST SIDE/WHERE YOU AT/WHAT THE DEELY/AND TO MY LADIES OVER WEST/CAN YOU FEEL ME/TELL ME WHAT THE DEAL WITH THE SOUTH/THEY TELL ME MASTER P/GOT IT ALL FIGURED OUT/BUT IF YOU SAY YOU WITH ME/SHOW YOU WITH ME/YOU SO PRETTY/YOU STAY SHITTY/AIN'T NO SHORTY/OVER 40 CHILLIN/IN THE VIP WITH ME/DAMN RIGHT/GAME TIGHT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT TONIGHT/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
METH WHO GOT THE BEST BODY ON THE PLANET / I TAKE ADVANTAGE / THEN SKATE LIKE THE KISSING BANDIT / LEAVE OF HEARTS / GOT THESE SHORTIES PUT AFTER DARK / WE'RE LADY KILLERS / NOW BLOW BACK APART / TICAL DRU HILL OR / STRANGE LOVE / SEVEN THIRTY / I'M LIKE HERBIE WITH A LOVE BUG / THEN SKIP TOWN LIKE A CASANOVA / BROWN MRS / YOU LOOK DELICIOUS LIKE A TWO PIECE / WITH A BISCUIT / WHAT'S GOING DOWN / IN MY MIND I'M RIPPIN YOUR CLOTHES / PLAYIN WITH YOUR FEET GIRL / SUCKING YOUR TOES / GO AROUND WITH THE GHETTO SARANO / MELLO / ROMEO WHO LIKE HIS WOMEN ON THE SAME LEVEL / PAY MY BILLS THAT WERE DUE / ALL ACCOUNTS SETTLED / NOW I'M RELAXING LIKE PA NOW WITH MA KETTLE / BABY LAUGHING / EARRINGS IN BOTH NIPPLES / LIKE JANET JACKSON / BUSTING OUT HER LATEST FASHION / OR THE SMASHIN / HONEY COME OVER HERE / I **** BE COLD / THROW DEM PANTIES OVER THERE / YOU WON'T NEED THOSE / YOU TALK LIKE SEX / YOU WALK LIKE SEX / YOU SMELL LIKE SEX / YOU YELL LIKE SEX / AND ALL YA WANT IS MR METH / HALL OF A MAN / THAT CAN SELL AN ESKIMO A FAN / I COME EQUIPPED FOR ANY SPOT YOU WANT TO HIT / OR WANT LICKED / WHEN MY **** HIT THE **** / AHHH SHIT / I START TO THINK BACK ON HOW I GO HUMP / SEVEN MINUTES TO HEAVEN AT THE AGE OF ELEVEN / COULDN'T TELL ME NUTTIN THEN / CAN'T TELL ME NUTTIN NOW / HONEY CHILD / MILKIN THE COW / LOVIN MY STYLE / THIS IS WHAT WE DO KID / ME AND THEM DRU KIDS / TAKE EM BLIND, CRIPPLED, CRAZY EVEN TOOTHLESS / LASTLY / IF YOU KNOW ME DON'T ASK ME / CALL ME METHOD / MR METH IF YA NASTY
BRIDGE IF I MOVE IT TO THE LEFT/WILL IT BE HOT TO DEF/IF I MOVE IT TO THE RIGHT/WILL IT MAKE IT LAST ALL NIGHT/WOODY/IF I MOVE IT UP AND DOWN/WILL YOU MAKE A FREAKY SOUND/COME ON/IF I MOVE IT IN AND OUT/WILL IT MAKE YOU SCREAM AND SHOUT
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Saturday, December 5, 2009

Loggins Kenny - Footloose

Artist: Loggins Kenny
Music Album: Footloose Soundtrack
(Music Song Lyrics):
by Kenny Loggins and Dean Pitchford

I been working so hard
Keep punching my card
Eight hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got

I get this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town

Tonight I gotta cut

(Chorus)
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me offa my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
Dig way down in your heart
You're yearning, burning for some

Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by
I'm trying to tell you
It will if you don't even try

You can fly if you'd only cut

(Chorus)
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo
C'mon, c'mon let go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

FIRST - we got to turn you around
SECOND - You put your feet on the ground
THIRD - Now take a hold of your soul
FOUR - Whooooooooa, I'm turning it

Loose, FOOTLOOSE

(Chorus)
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