Benzino - No Parts Of Us

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Bobby Brown, Prodigy)

[Prodigy talking]
Aiyyo, you know what I'm saying, yeah
f-ck you bitch-ass niggas you know what I'm saying
Straight like that from the bottom of my heart
Man this is silly
I ain't got nothing but slugs for you bitch-ass niggas, know what I mean?
f-ck all y'all niggas, straight like that
What up

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown (Benzino)]
Don't start with me (Benzino, B. Brown, Hangmen 3)
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Prodigy]
Aiyyo, it's war this night and over run up on ya few
Boss niggas dump bullets and get rid of that crew
You gotta bang niggas out
f-ck that shit is serious
Give it to `em niggas, kid show them how real it is
These punk motherf-ckers get their head pushed, leds bust
Guns on their friends and they feds dunn yeah dunn
Venalate niggas hear `em out
Wear niggas out
Get them before they get you
Open up your eyes, true
Look alive, dunn its not a game
Its not thing for you to get body
Thats why we don't play
So where the bags for the f-ck back
Before I squeeze more shots and murder more bastards

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Benzino]
Yo, swing that, mince that, double bogie, hit that
Big gat, tiger money, holdin one, get that
Forty-cal go and get your burns, spit that
Bring beef where your motherf-cking cribs at
Shove knives in your chest where your ribs at
Get money with my Hangmen, split that
Come thick when we show those guns
Doing 1-6-0 on the Autobahn
Ride all night drink cris til dawn
Tonight we don't care, right from wrong
Anybody wanna kick the same old song
Bitch-ass niggas won't last too long, motherf-cker

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Bobby Brown]
Meet you overnight
Rest now thats tomorrow
My projects thorough
Tribes with Made Men, now you know
No matter what happened in the barium rocks
Still remain with my pistol in my palm cocked
God damn, country, all shit is sick
Cause shit ain't but a bag full of f-cking tricks
Addition and money in my pocket
So I'm a dip into my bag and grab my motherf-cking clip
Then I'm a break out the door cause I'm mad like f-ck
And I'm pissed off and like get your ass and stick you up
No hold barred and its time to get paid over
I'm broke, ain't nuttin funny I need money

[Bobby Brown & Benzino (Bobby Brown)]
f-ckers want to try and change the game (I did that)
Try throw dirt on my name (You got that)
Storm them for their fortune and fame (You want that)
Twenty karats on my neck, wrist and brain (I flaunt that)

[Hook 6x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me
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Myriads - Portal To The Mind

Artist: Myriads
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
As I dwell upon my own state
feelings emanate like a flowing stream
Strings of energy race through me
Feverish images spin through my brain
Gliding further into a stupor
Your limbs are getting weaker,
approaching the unknown
Closing a trance-like state
where surrealism reigns;
limitless and beyond,
your flight will soon begin

[Chorus]
Into my own world
Delving into the sanctum of my soul
Disclosing what's beyond

Losing the grip of reality,
worries relieved by my fantasy
Senses tell me that I am falling
backwards into a world within me
Losing all contact with reality
Your breath is getting slower,
into an even rhythm
Surrealistic impressions
drags you further into the great void

[Chorus]

Falling into a profound sleep
I gradually find a revelation
from deep intuition and creativity
I am comprehending mental parts
that normally are hidden
Is my dreamy mind a portal
to the mysteries inside me?

I am dragged down by strong back-currents,
feeling desperate and in dismay

Volcanic eruptions appear
and persecute your moving self
Cyclone drags you up and drops you down
from greatest heights
Thunderstorms and lightning
frighten you to death
Great tide ruins your footing,
you are losing all control

Claustrophobic manifestations
are closing in on me

Dark moor, slowly sinking
You are stuck, legs can't move
Mud covers your body and your eyes
You are choking, but breathe without air
Blinded by dirt in your eyes
Consider yourself in a world
without sense perception

Follow our breath,
we will embody you
We will dry your heart
with oil in wate
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Bizkit Limp: 1999 Prince Cover Performed only once on MTV

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Note: I don't think Fred knew how the lyrics went. Parts such as the "party up all the time"he maybe made up as he went along during the song.)

Happy New Year!
Let me see them hands!
Do you feel it?
If you feel it, get up, c'mon get up!
I was feelin' when I wrote this, could be good if we go insane.
When I woke up this morning could've sworn it was Judgement Day.
The sky was all purple, and people runnin' everywhere.
Try to run from the destruction?
You know I didn't even care.
You know it, c'mon!
Are you ready?
Dance, dance!

2000, zero zero!
Party up, all the time!
'Cause tonight we gonna party like it's 1999!
Come on, one more time, let's do it!
2000, zero zero, party up, all the time!
'Cause tonight we gonna party like it's 1999!

Do you feel me, New York City?
It goes like this.
Let's try it again, c'mon!
This is 1999, get up!

I was feelin' when I wrote this, could sue me if I go too fast.
But life is just a party and parties weren't meant to last.
This money's grown around me, my mind's never been a party!
But if we gotta die, gonna party with a price to pay!
Are you ready, sing with me.
Let's do it!
Dance!

2000, zero zero, party up, through all the time!
'Cause tonight we gonna party like it's 1999!
Everybody, c'mon! 2000, zero zero party up, all the time!
'Cause tonight we gonna party like it's 1999!

Let me hear some noise, New York City

Sarah Brightman - A salty dog

Artist: Sarah Brightman
Music Album: Dive
(Music Song Lyrics):
All hands on deck
We've run afloat
I heard the captain cry
Explore the ship
Replace the cook
Let no one leave alive
Across the straits
Around the horn
How far can sailors fly
A twisted path
Our tortured course
And no one left alive

We sailed for parts
Unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak
Nor fortress hold
Could match our captain's eye


Upon the seventh sea sick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white
And seas so blue
No mortal place at all


We fired the gun
And burned the mast
And rowed from ship to shore
The captain cried
We sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
How many moons
And many Junes
Have passed since we made land
A salty dog
The seaman's log
Your witness, my own hand
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Metal Church - Faster Than Life

Artist: Metal Church
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hear the sounding, feel the pounding
Pain is coming, you don't know where
Blood is thick, you're feeling sick
Live with the choices you have made

Hard as stone it must be so
In a systematic life of lies

Flight or fight, run or die
You can't stand to even try
Rip it open, no more hoping
Time for you to rise and shine

I control the names I hold
But I can't fit into your mold



I know that I'm stronger than you are
In a world where nothing is faster than life

Search for answers, even after
Truth is whats upon your mind
On your face, its left no trace
Can't you read between the lines



Brand new day to do your crime
Pay your debt without a dime

Left unspoken, tales are broken
Carve a smile upon your face
Hear the phone, it's just a drone
No one hears your lonely moan

I can't change the world I see
But i can change the world in me

Now you know that the dying is easy
But its harder just staying alive
There are parts of the heart that are harder



Than the race that we run
Is faster than life
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Murderdolls - Graverobbing U.S.A.

Artist: Murderdolls
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well I come from the planet beyond the stars
Looking for some human body parts
I'm gonna pull your body from your grave
'Cause I'm graverobbing U.S.A.

And I'm riding around in my black starship
Looking for some crypts to kick
I'm gonna pull your body from your grave
'Cause I'm graverobbing U.S.A.

And I'm graverobbing U.S.A.
And I'm graverobbing U.S.A.
And I'm digging up the dead today
'Cause I'm graverobbing U.S.A

Announcer:
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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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Hip Tragically - Everytime You Go

Artist: Hip Tragically
Music Album: Up To Here
(Music Song Lyrics):
like anyone I knew a dave
drove a Plymouth shallow grave
said, "my girl don't just walk, she unfurls"
with motorcycle language
he stumbled through his slang pledge
then he dragged the mud for wedding pearls

chorus
he closed both his eyes and sort of gave her a kiss
said "don't worry baby about what you're gonna miss
there will always be a much much more than this
everytime you go, you are all I see
holding out for you and me

pulled down his birthday suitcase
brown with dust from no place
said, "I think its time we made a start"
they danced the waltz of charity
no car garage, two kids for free
they were pissing bliss and playing parts

chorus
she closed both her eyes, sorta gave him a kiss...

and the big snake pit
and we dance to the edge of it
and we laugh and we laugh
cause we ain't seen the edge of it

everytime you go, you are all I see
holding out for you and me
everytime you go, you are all I see
holding out for you and me
everytime you go, you are all I see
holding out for you and me
you and me you and me you and me
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Severed Heads - Ugly Twenties

Artist: Severed Heads
Music Album: Cuisine
(Music Song Lyrics):
I was shocked and sad to hear / that your laugh had caught another ear
and the seeds that I had spread / entered in another bed and...

C Fold your face in a lie / Curry the favour of magazines
Weigh the words in a style / Reflects back well on yourself

Is it serious? An understanding? / A walk in ways that I can recall
in a memory that falls / Dark in parts and sad in total--C

Oh, talk and preen yourself / splash on colours and eternity
In the boasts that you tell / sleep fast in your media shell--C
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Howard Stern - Tortured Man

Artist: Howard Stern
Music Album: Howard Stern Private Parts The Album
(Music Song Lyrics):
Ladies and Gentlemen, I will now bring you one of the greatest vertuosos of
our time

A radio star, I hate my TV
My life is on film, yet it sucks being me
(Shut up, sit down)
My life's a wreck, I'm bored with sex
I've go a big nose and a skinny neck
I can't sing, I can't dance
I make money to talk about the junk in my under pants

I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I can't beleive I am who I am
I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I can't beleive I am who I am

(I told you not to be stupid you moron)
(Shut up, sit down)
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Bababooey)
(Oh, that's good)
(He, he, he, he, he)
When Terri Hatcher was on my show
She came onto me, I was tempted to go
Heather Locklear, she thinks I'm great
I would bet my life I could get her on the first date
Courtney Love, Madonna, and Sharon Stone
I could get them all together and make each one moan
Tammy, Raquel, Carmen, Jenny Macarthy, Demi, I mean Demi
(He, he, he, he, he)

I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I can't beleive I am who I am

I like my farts, I'm immature
They say I'm great, but I'm not sure
My whole life sucks, each minute blows
This gangely body, this monsterous nose
This droopy ass, this tiny shween
No wonder I get on the air and act so mean
I wish my life were much more simple
I've got a wookie the size of a pimple

I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I can't beleive I am who I am
I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I can't beleive I am who I am

I'm a tortured man
(I think so)
I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
I'm a tortured man
(Shut up, sit down)
I'm a tortured man
(I told you not to be stupid you moron)
(I'm just thinking for a minute, should I trade half my money
for ten times as much sex?)
(It's an equation from hell)
(Oh, that's good)
(It's an equation from hell)
(Oh)
(It's an equation from hell)
(Oh, that's good)
(It's an equation from hell)
(Oh
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