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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wasted Youth - Problem Child

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
No mind, doesn't think at all
Problem child is no one's friend
Damn that kid, always in a fight
Problem child, just hates life
He lives a life in a state of fear
He has a knife that he keeps near
He's not the one that you want to meet
You don't want to see him on the street
Problem child just hates the world
When he was five years old
His mom burned his hand on the stove
Problem child never went to school
He just went out and broke all the rules
Problem child always crying
Stupid kid just wants to die
He's not the one that you want to meet
You don't want to see him on the street
Problem child has a brand new gun
And he's looking for you
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Wasted Youth Problem Child

Friday, December 18, 2009

Olsen Twins - Let Your Mind Meander

Artist: Olsen Twins
Music Album: The Case Of The U.S. Space Camp Mission
(Music Song Lyrics):
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
What is the color of clear?
Is there a sound when a tree hits the ground,
If no one is there to hear?

We have questions, we need answers.
We are on a mighty quest.
We need your help, what would you suggest?

Chorus:
Listen. Let your mind meander.
Take a pause to ponder.
It's a mind expander.
Just let your wonder wander.
Thoughts are rivers, let your flow.
Hunches are breezes, let yours blow.
Clues are everywhere. Everything counts.
Minds are trampolines, let yours bounce.

Chorus

I think she's got it.
Run the problem backwards.
Turn the problem around.
Tip the problem over.
Turn it upside down.
Take another gander out into the yonder.
Let your mind meander.
Let your wonder wander.

If you have a problem that has no solution,
it's possible you do not have a problem.
If you have a problem that has not solution,
It's possible you do not have a problem?
Exactly.

We have questions, we need answers.
Of course.
I don't think we're getting through.
Not to worry, not to worry.
I'm right there with you.
All you've got to do is...

Chorus

Run the problem backwards.
Turn the problem round.
Tip the problem over.
Turn it upside down.
Take another gander,
out into the yonder.
Let your mind meander.
Let your wonder wander.

OHM, OHM, OHM
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Olsen Twins Let Your Mind Meander

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Overkill - Whats Your Problem

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
When is it gonna end?!

I'm not a bad man
Just excel in anger and hatred!!!
Do the best, with what I have.
I'm a constitution, yeah...
Everyday I'm tested!
With the worst of what you have...

Here's to your problem.
Here, Mr. Know-It-All...
Here's to the solvin' of a problem in yer head.
Here's to your problem,
Here Mr. Can't-Be-Wrong...
Here's to the solvin' of the problems in yer head.

When is it gonna end?!

You're not a bad man (bad man),
You excel in cold frustration.
You know I bleed, for what it's worth.
Think I hear the distance comin',
Down fast on your face is gunnin',
Bloodspots in the eye give you away.

When is it gonna end?

Do it if I can,
You expect to much and I can't...!
Be bothered with! what you do.
Hey! What's your problem?

When is it gonna end?!
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Overkill Whats Your Problem

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Murderdolls - I Love To Say f-ck

Artist: Murderdolls
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
f-ck

well I aint got a f-cking problem I just love to say f-ck
and I dont care who's around me I couldn't really give a f-ck
and I dont care if you're my mother or my motherf-cking father
I couldn't really give a f-ck now that aint my motherf-cking problem

I love to say f-ck when i'm driving in my car
f-ck when I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you dont like what I say I love to say f-ck every f-ckin day

I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck

well I hope I dont offend you when I say the word f-ck
I guess you had it coming to ya, you're such a worthless little f-ck
and I dont care if you're my mother or my motherf-cking father
I couldn't really give a f-ck now that aint my motherf-cking problem

I love to say f-ck when I'm driving in my car
f-ck when I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you dont like what I say I love to say f-ck every f-ckin day

I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck

well I aint got a f-cking problem I just love to say f-ck
and I dont care who's around me I couldn't really give a f-ck
and I dont care if you're my mother or my motherf-cking father
I couldn't really give a f-ck now that aint my motherf-cking problem

I love to say f-ck when I'm driving in my car
f-ck when I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you dont like what I say I love to say f-ck every f-ckin day
oh yeah

I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
I love to say f-ck
Oh I love to say....

(f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck
f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck)

F.U.C.K every fuc
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Murderdolls I Love To Say fck

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Murderdolls - Love To Say f-ck

Artist: Murderdolls
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
f-ck!

I ain't got a f-cking problem
I just love to say f-ck
And I don't care who's around me
I could really give a f-ck
And I don't care if you're my mother
Or my motherf-cking father
I could really give a f-ck now
That ain't my motherf-cking problem....oh yeah

I love to say f-ck
When I'm driving in my car f-ck
When I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you don't like what I say
I love to say f-ck every f-cking day, oh yeah

I love to say f-ck(x4)

Yeah I hope I don't offend you
When I say the word f-ck
I guess you had it coming to you
You're such a worthless little f-ck
And I don't care if you're my mother
Or my motherf-cking father
I could really give a f-ck now
That ain't my motherf-cking problem
Oh yeah

I love to say f-ck
When I'm driving in my car f-ck
When I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you don't like what I say
I love to say f-ck every f-cking day oh yeah

I love to say f-ck(x4)
f-ck(x3)
(f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck)

I ain't got a f-cking problem,
I just love to say f-ck
And I don't care who's around me
I could really give a f-ck
And I don't care if you're my mother
Or my motherf-cking father
I could really give a f-ck now
That aint my motherf-cking problem

I love to say f-ck
When I'm driving in my car f-ck
When I'm walking in the f-cking park
f-ck you if you don't like what I say
I love to say f-ck every f-cking day, oh yeah

I love to say f-ck(x3)
Oh I love to say.....
f-ck(x16)

One nation under f-ck with liberty f-cking justice for all

f-ck!!!
-
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Murderdolls Love To Say fck

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Peter Hammill - Losing Faith In Words

Artist: Peter Hammill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I just can't see why you can't see what I mean,
but I can't make things any plainer, the words get in the way -
is that quite what I mean?
If not now, then certainly sooner or later
we've got a problem with communication -
look, I scrabble with my hands
I try to get some head-room from the elevation
but you just don't understand
Most of the things we say mean we most of the time
treat our speech with derision,
flap our hands in body-telegram - I know that gets through
so much better than anything said with precision,
We've got a problem with communication
and it's getting quite absurd,,,
Well, I think I'm going to flip out from the sheer frustration,
yes, I'm losing faith in words,
We've got a problem with communication,
only getting through in anagrams -
I try to get some linkage from articulation,
I try to get some head-room from the elevation,
I try to pull back something from my education,,,
Yes, I try to, try to, try to but I just don't understand,
I try, I just don't understand,
I talk, you just don't understand,
Sometimes I don't know why I bother,
but I'm bothered,
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Peter Hammill Losing Faith In Words

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt - TÜRKISCH

Artist: Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
30 Mark Far Deine Kack Cd Bist Du Bescheuert?
5 Waren aœberteuert Alter Du Bist Gefeuert
Wirst Erneuert Durch Mich Und Endest Als Arbeitsloser
Kleiner Aber Groaer Ganz In Rosa Eingekleideter Poser
Meine Prosa Ist So Hardcore Daa
Du Sie Wie Die Zunge Von 'ner Alten Gerne Im Ohr Hast
Komm Ruhig Vor Spast Ich Geb' Dir Meine Blitze Blanke
Glatze Plus Die Tatze In Die Fratze Wie Dem Fritze An Der Tanke
Sag Danke Und Geh Solange Du Kannst
Wenn Du Sprayer Bist Dann Spray Und Wenn Du Tanzer Bist Dann Tanz
Aber Net' Mir Auf Der Nase Deppseinsohn
Und Kannt Ihr Mich Mit Dem Gelaber Von Wegen Hiphop Bitte
Verschohnen
Ich Wohn' In Radelheim Mit Jungs Aber Das Weiat Du Ja Wahrscheinlich
Ganz Ehrlich Ich Scham' Mich Far Dich Du Bist Mir Peinlich Mein' Ich
Reim Doch Heimlich Alter Da Hatten Wir Alle Mehr Vom Leben
Hier Muat Du Den Heiarauchen Ja Ja Weitergeben

Gib Mir Den Nachsten Zug Obwohl Einer Ist Nicht Genug
Ohne Betrug Kammerad Ich Flieg' aœber Den Loop
Wie Ein Flugzeug In Hohen Laften
aœber Jungs Die Sich Brasten Und Mir Wird Schlecht Von Den Daften
Als Ob Sie Nicht Waaten Daa aœber Ihnen Wiegand Ist
Machen Sie Geschia Und Produzieren Mist
Ich Diss Dich Du Fotze Von Der Wiege Bis Ins Grab
Und Wenn Ich Nicht Hart War' War' Ich Nicht Der Chab
Der Als Bodyguard Den Racken Der Familie Hat
Dabei Glanzt Wie Die Glatze Von P. Wahrend Du Matt
Und Platt Bist Daa 'n Chabo Der Far Sicherheit Sorgt
Ans Mikro Geht Konkret Talked Und Dich Doged
Der Ort Ist Mir Egal Und Dein Gelaber Noch Egaler
Deine Alte Riecht Nach Mir Aber Du Denkst Es Ist Feniala
Genialer Asozialer Schlauer Bauer
Pat Now Who Got The Power

Fotzenlecker Und Fotzenleckerinnen Ich Har' Stimmen
Der Wichser Verliert Doch Mua Gewinnen
Von Innen Nach Auaen Alter Von Drinnen Nach Drauaen
Hart Man Schlage Aus Dem Herzen Mit Schmerzen Ohne Pausen
Ich Hab' 's Tausend Mal Gesagt Und Werd' 's Gerne Wiederholen
Bei Mir Gibt 's Mehr Skills Als Gestohlene Autos In Polen
Du Hast Wohl 'n Ego Problem Bist Schizophren
Sagst Du Freust Dich Uns Zu Sehen Aber Du Disst Uns Wenn Wir Gehen
Wir Stehen Auf Anderen Stufen Lan Andere Ebenen
Du Willst Was Wir Haben Und Ich Kann 's Dir Nicht Geben Mann
Wir Leben Am Abgrund Einer Zeit Die Krank Ist
Geld Regiert Die Welt Aber Ich Weia Wo Die Bank Ist
Fang Jetzt Bloa Keine Hektik An Mein Freund
Du Hast Viel Zu Viel Versaumt Und Auaerdem Alles Nur Getraumt
Wie 'n Joint Wirst Du Geraucht Wie 'n Loch Im Kopf Gebraucht
Und Du Kommst Nie Wieder Rauf Wenn Ich Dich Untertauch

Young Jacks I Go Way Back Check It As I Roll Over The Playback
You Think My Shit Is Wack I Can 't See How You Say That
When I Lay That Vocal On The Track Like The Hand Of A Mack
On His Bitch Punks Check Out Where I 'm At
Fat The Way I Roll Over The Groove Me Stole
In The School That 's Old They 'd Say This Must Be Told
I Fold Competition Somewhat Like A Map
This Ain't No Handicapped Rap For A Gap Left By Snap
But That Is That And This Is This Now Pump Your Fist
Excuse Me Miss Did You Just Blow Me A Kiss
Is You Tryin' To Add Me To Your List Of The Dissed Or Are You His
Taking Care Of Business Is This A Setup
The P Quickly Gets Fed Up I Put Some Led Up To Fill Your Head Up Now
Get Up
Get Up Get Up Get Up Or Get Down
As I Put A f-ckin' Hooker To The Ground Weitergeben
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Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt TÜRKISCH

Friday, November 13, 2009

Rage Against The Machine - Microphone Fiend

Artist: Rage Against The Machine
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the another one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing

E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.

But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can't solve it, you silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone.
Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm
Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up

E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.

A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.

Uh!

Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated

'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly

A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T
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RageAgainstTheMachineMicrophoneFiend

Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir - Can-U-Feel-Me?

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I'm cruisin, I'm losin money on gas
I pass a car with a star in it, I stare
For a minute, but that's the limit
Otherwise gas won't be the only thing
I'm losin' money too...ooh wee! It's
Tuesday, two days after the weekend
Imagine if the weekend was a day for
Weak minded men - anyway
I re-take my train of thought, I bought
a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy
Soldiers in my crew, ya through, if
You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt
I ran into my homie, yeah wassup?
At least I thought he was, but then I caught
the buzz that he was talkin behind my back
From his girl, ain't that Earl? For
Those who can't feel me, Earl means wack
In fact, I had that problem a few times
But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme, then forget it
Maybe I'll split it in half, or laugh like this...
Ha ha ha... can u feel me?

I faked the funk, and conversated without a doubt
He was a chump, but with clout, I ended my route
at the liquor store and I tried to
buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was nasty
But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop classy
You can miss me with that trendy drink
Cause they, all make your breath stink, plus
death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy
they keep tellin me my identification is a lie
Why would I, put my face on plastic and in the space
where it says birthdate put
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Saafir CanUFeelMe?

Friday, December 25, 2009

504 Boyz - War

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Afficial, Curren$y)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust
When there's beef best believe we bust
We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
Pure, uncut, raw butter over here

[Yukon]
Yo you see the game getting better this year
They done put P with Afficial something better in here
I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been
Somethin out they price range
Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend
Where we at, in a league of our own
And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
So they can see the goods I got
About how there's one in every neighborhood
Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks
You know it ain't too hard to tell
That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail
And if he down then his book's healthy
You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy
Beef ain't a problem with us now
And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound
And let em think they playin with that
And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

[Chorus]

[Desperado]
I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin
Used to f-ck average bitches now the stars is looking
Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face
Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe
I go to court the judge dropping the case
No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place
And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised
Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge
And age the major reason why they can't believe it
But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it
But they don't catch it till a year later
Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield
Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will
Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield
Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time
But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga

[Chorus]

[S-Flames]
I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters
Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water
Why you just try to send your man to merc me
You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes
I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one
See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son
You f-cked up comin strong with the GOAT
Getting killed with no money now you dead broke
If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight
Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night
Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house
Game over, Afficial in here
I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga

[Chorus]

[Curren$y]
Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
Same hits over the celly, sit back and write
They only found half of ya so your casket lite
Now your body real easy to carry
These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married
2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile
With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial
Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales
Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale
If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail
A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell
Man y'all niggas just beginners
I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center
Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners
Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter

[Chorus]
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504 Boyz War

Saturday, December 26, 2009

504 BOYZ - Warfeat. Afficial, CurrenSy

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust
When there's beef best believe we bust
We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
Pure, uncut, raw butter over here

[Yukon]
Yo you see the game getting better this year
They done put P with Afficial something better in here
I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been
Somethin out they price range
Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend
Where we at, in a league of our own
And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
So they can see the goods I got
About how there's one in every neighborhood
Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks
You know it ain't too hard to tell
That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail
And if he down then his book's healthy
You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy
Beef ain't a problem with us now
And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound
And let em think they playin with that
And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

[Chorus]

[Desperado]
I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin
Used to f-ck average bitches now the stars is looking
Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face
Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe
I go to court the judge dropping the case
No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place
And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised
Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge
And age the major reason why they can't believe it
But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it
But they don't catch it till a year later
Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield
Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will
Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield
Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time
But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga

[Chorus]

[S-Flames]
I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters
Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water
Why you just try to send your man to merc me
You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes
I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one
See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son
You f-cked up comin strong with the GOAT
Getting killed with no money now you dead broke
If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight
Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night
Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house
Game over, Afficial in here
I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga

[Chorus]

[Curren$y]
Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
Same hits over the celly, sit back and write
They only found half of ya so your casket lite
Now your body real easy to carry
These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married
2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile
With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial
Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales
Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale
If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail
A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell
Man y'all niggas just beginners
I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center
Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners
Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter

[Chorus]
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504 BOYZ Warfeat. Afficial, CurrenSy

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Wasp - Tokyos on Fire

Artist: Wasp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Oh Thunderhead, you're a man with a problem
Ah old habits too hard to break
And soon you'll be dead from that poison you're on
Oh the venom that's worse than the snakes

And I say, hey hey hey, oh no, hey hey hey
Oh no, hey hey hey: white thunder
Needles and pins a dead man you're in
So deep you'll never climb out
Hey hey hey, oh no, hey hey hey
Oh no, hey hey hey: white thunder
A gun to your dead, the trigger you're dead
It's quicker and their ain't no doubt

Oh thunder, tie it off, you're in heaven
Oh you'll drown in the heroin flood
And die in your bed and sweat in detox
You're leaving this world
Oh your epitaph's written in blood

And I said hey hey hey, oh no, hey hey hey
Oh no, hey hey hey: white thunder
Needles and pins a dead man you're in
So deep you'll never climb out
Hey hey hey, oh no, hey hey hey
Oh no, hey hey hey: white thunder
A gun to your dead, the trigger you're dead
It's quicker and their ain't no doubt

Killer- you sceam and you bleed
Thriller- you spread your disease
Watch out, watch out
Thunder head- yes I'm your master
Will you steal for me- yes
Will you ruin yourself and give everything unto me- yes
Will you lie, cheat, deceive, dishonor everything
And even kill thy brother for me- yes, yes
Will you worship only me as your true master- yes
Thunderhead, will you die for me- yes, master
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Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir the Saucee Nomad - Can U Feel Me

Artist: Saafir the Saucee Nomad
Music Album: Boxcar Sessions
(Music Song Lyrics):
I'm cruisin I'm losin money on gas
I pass a car with a star in it I stare
For a minute but that's the limit
Otherwise gas won't be the only thing
I'm losin' money too...ooh wee! It's
Tuesday two days after the weekend
Imagine if the weekend was a day for
Weak minded men anyway
I re take my train of thought I bought
a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy
Soldiers in my crew ya through if
You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt
I ran into my homie, yeah wassup?
At least I thought he was, but then I caught
the buzz that he was talkin behind my back
From his girl, ain't that Earl? For
Those who can't feel me, Earl means wack
In fact, I had that problem a few times
But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme, then forget it
Maybe I'll split it in half, or laugh like this...
Ha ha ha... can u feel me?

I faked the funk, and conversated without a doubt
He was a chump, but with clout, I ended my route
at the liquor store and I tried to
buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was nasty
But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop classy
You can miss me with that trendy drink
Cause they, all make your breath stink, plus
death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy
they keep tellin me my identification is a lie
Why would I, put my face on plastic and in the space
where it says birthdate put "see owner"
fool, I'm a teenage organ donor
So I pick up my I.D. I ain't trippin - why?
Cause I'm high, already, on life
Once again - I'm riding
I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland
I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt
From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and start
Singing, "I wish police was a lease
that was up" Can u feel me?

Well it's gettin dark, but it's daylight savings time
Clocks go back, but I stay focused and
ahead cause I wanna be fat, can u feel me?
If you rap I like to fully flex, I like to box
I like breakin bullies necks
I like collecting checks and collecting respect
But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank - sacks
20's, 10's, I'm drivin the weights to be
prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always
thinking, "Where will I go when I die?
Will I be underground like I am now
or in the sky?" My man plan B is smilin
cause he can feel me, wassup Jess
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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Arrogant Worms, The - A Night On Dildo

Artist: Arrogant Worms, The
Music Album: Russellc120s Shorts
(Music Song Lyrics):
Umm, so this is a song about newfoundland and we wrote it about the place names and all you have to know is that all the place names in this song are real place names that we found in an atlas,
E we can read!
Yeah, we can read!
Yeah, literacy!

Oh newfoundland, oh newfoundland, ya island in the sea
I love you oh so very much, i joined the ministry
To show you people 'round the rock when tourist season's here
Although in my opinion it' s a gem throughout the year
Well if you're one for swimming, don't think it's outta reach
You can go and take a dip along groswater beach
I know the name's misleading, that's quite a problem here
Instead let's go to goobies and have ourselves a beer

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol' ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead's mighty grand
Don't let the names deceive you, newfoundland's mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you've got the time

Well you can go to blow-me-down before it get's to dark (gasp)
Oh sorry ma'am, i should have said, that's our provincial park
There's also whippet harbour, or maybe butter pot
Or maybe i'll just hit the pub i'm feeling like a shot
Well you can sail on quidi vidi, or look at joe batt's arm
There's placentia and there's cow head (mooo!), they're so full of charm
Get married down in kilbride, have a party in hate bay
Or have some screech in fogo and forget about the day

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol' ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead's mighty grand
Don't let the names deceive you, newfoundland's mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you've got the time
Okay, the drinkin' verse

*sing drunkenly here*

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol' ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead's mighty grand
Don't let the names deceive you, newfoundland's mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you've got the time
So spend a night on dildo if you think you've got the time
So spend a night on dildo if you think you've got the time
Cod!

Special thanks to fiona younger for the spelling of some placenames.
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Overkill - World Of Hurt

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Aggravation, fuelin' me,
Money powered, hypocracy.
I have no feelings, you're much the same.
We have no feelings, we feel no pain!

I am numb to all I see,
This the way it has to be,
Gone is hope, gone is need,
I know! stone don't bleed.

What's it worth? if I die.
What's the reason? they all cry.
I have no feelings, too much the same,
Not my problem, I feel no blame.

We are blind and we are cold,
We're afraid of growing old.
We are numb to all we see,
Nothing sacred.

Backs turned to madness,
Backs to misery and I put the,
Brush to the canvas!
An' paint a world!
Paint my world of:

Hurt!
World of hurt. Of hurt.

We are blind and we are cold,
Still afraid of growing old.
We are numb to all we see,
Nothing sacred.

Hurt!!!
Paints my world of hurt.
Paints my world, in my world of!
In my world of hurt!!!
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Saturday, November 14, 2009

Chubb Rock - The Chubbster

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The One
(Music Song Lyrics):
"come on y'all, let's go to work!" -> flavor flav

[chubb rock]
6 foot 3, 260 and change
?? ?? a little comedic and strange
Because we can have many friends, at least people that they call that
They use your brain but they're insane because i ignore that
No ego, cause i will be no, platinum big-headed rapper
That don't realize there's two directions on the ladder
You wanna go 'head, walk straight, walk good
Don't blame your sales on retails, thinkin that the store should
Think of reordering about five-hundred thousand
Just be glad of the success you had and you're arousin
Somebody's brain out there, your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
And get a million-five, and a tax return
That be reapin up, and no keeping up with the jonses
Long live p.e. and ban guns'n'roses
New kids on the block, stick to pop
No more making black songs, wack songs please stop!
If show business is a woman, i don't trust her
But she's gonna get knocked by the chubbster

"come on y'all, let's go to work!" -> flavor flav

[chubb rock]
The chubbster, a man that came out about 1986
With the help of dr. ice in the mix
And even then, kickin lyrics that was quite potent
Howie by my side, with his pesticide for the rodents
I'd flow - get on the mic and say, "yo one two"
Test and mc's start fessin
Jettin cause my weapon among the children was my gung-ho attitude
To use my tongue and lash and lick them up
Then pick them up then just fix them up then mix them up with
A knowledgeable man that went to college and astonished
Racist teachers with all the modern preachers
Crack beepers, yes knowledgeable preachers
But that didn't effect, the chubbster
I'm from brooklyn, so i have a little hustler
In my blood, when i kick the scam, they all will flock to it
Get my music and bop to it
Gassed my head but i was goin for my doctorate
Or my ph.d in p-a-i-d, see
I got into the business to get paid not sprayed
With bs which is an acronym for a much larger word
And if preferred, i'll say it
But then again; radio won't play it
Cause they're cracking down on hip-hop
But it will not slow down or stop
Every year it creates a sellout tour
And this year has room for the chubbster

".. go to work!" -> flavor flav
".. go to work!" -> flavor flav
".. go to work!" -> flavor flav
"come on y'all, let's go to work!" -> flavor flav

[chubb rock]
Conceited i'm not, but convinced i am
Slam a jam that'll scare even the son of sam
In sing-sing he will sing simple songs to bring
Tears to your eyes, because you deny he's a king
Such as myself, cause myself is on his shelf
As for myself, i went for self cause myself needs financial
Health and wealth like ki's for g's
Cause cocaine ki's is for those who have morphine needs
Veins all ripped up, capillaries all stitched up
A grand a day, hey you slipped up
The chubbster doesn't believe in the drug scene
Able to make me feel hip? i'd rather wear gabberdine's
My quarter fill will be my thrill
My clyde's will collide with my grill, as for drugs that's nil
Not or no, cause yo! mtv will never see me smokin rocks
And ban me from the box with disney
Cause drugs can't assist me or assist you
Blood on your tissue that's ill so chill
And when you come back you better come back even harder
Praise to the man upstairs, yes the father
Positive tip, now dance on the floor
And have room for the chubbster

"come on y'all, let's go to work!" -> flavor flav

[chubb rock]
In ninety-one you will find me just
Chillin countin shillings livin it up is a must
A benz is not needed to portray my wealth
A jaguar is not a symbol for a star
But nelson mandela, is a fellow i consider to be true blue
Long live the anc, walter sisulu
The rest of the people involved, the problem isn't solved yet
But you can bet..
That united we stand, divided it's over
Without us, this planet will begin to nova
And get cold, dark and scary like pluto
And then who do you call? you know, the chubbster
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