Kina - Stop

Artist: Kina
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Oohyeah

Finally got my shot
What I've been dreaming
Seems could finally come around, right
But can't help feel time run out
Just one push we wiped out
Cause, oh, here we go, yeah
Hell, I can see it been told, and I can see the signs
I think you better stop
The world could end before I be a star

Oh-eh-ya-sa-sa-sa

Is everybody asleep
Life as we know it is on the way to fizz out
Right, running to malls, catch markdowns
Ignoring life force breakdowns
You go and you go, yeah
Rushing and building your dreams on such a shaky ground
I think you better stop
The world could end, she needs attention

Hey, you, I wanna live
World's slipping away while you're living life
You can't see the bigger picture
Hey, you, I said, I'm tryina get mine
Life's slipping away while you're working hard
Please just stop and take a listen

Hey, you, I wanna live, ooh
World's slipping away while you're living life
You can't see the bigger picture
Hey, you, I said, I'm tryina get mine
Life's slipping away while you're working hard
Please just stop and take a listen

Hey, you, tryina live
World's slipping away, yeah, slipping, yeah, yeah
Please stop and take a listen

Oh-eh-ya-sa-sa-sa

I wanna live
I wanna live, yeah
Do you wanna live
I wanna live
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Kina Stop

Bizkit Limp: Crushed

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: End Of Days Soundtrack
(Music Song Lyrics):
It’s Limp Bizkit, (Bizkit)

This is how we learn, (learn)

You can’t talk to me,
Yer not suposed to be,
In my face,
(so get the **** outta my face),
But you insist,
You gotta talk that ****,
You gotta keep that dogass spread,
All up to my face, (face)
I remember when,
You would never lie to a friend,
Cuz you were so high,
You were so shy,
You were so ****ed up any way,
life keeps on ticken,
ticken ticken into the future,

This is how we learn, (lean)
somebody better stop me,
or at least stop this beat,
Before we start getten outta hand,
And this is how we learn,
And this is how we burn,
somebody better stop me,
or at least stop this beat,
Before we start getten outta hand,
And this is how we learn,
And this is how we burn,

You can’t erase me,
I’m alive as I can be,
in your face,
( so get the **** outta my face),
But you insist,
it’s gotta turn out like this,
it’s gotta burn out like this,
all up to my face, (face)
I remember how,
you said you want it all and you want it now,
Cuz you were so young,
You were so dum,
you were so ****ed up anyway,
life keeps on ticken,
ticken ticken into the future,

This is how we learn,
somebody better stop me,
or at least stop this beat,
Before we start getten outta hand,
And this is how we learn,
And this is how we burn,
somebody better stop me,
or at least stop this beat,
Before we start getten outta hand,
And this is how we learn,
And this is how we burn,

think about it, (think about it)

think about it, (think about it)

oh my, (oh my)

take it back (take it back)

common, (common

I know you’r feel’n me baby,
I know you’r feel’n me,
freek baby,
freek freek baby,
freek baby,
freek freek baby,
And this is how it should be done,
And this is how it should be done,
Cuz my style is offending to the nun,
outta here, (outta here)
i’m getten the ****outta here,
Limp Bizkit style

Bizkit Limp: Crushed End of Days Soundtrack

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
from the End Of Days Soundtrack

It's limp bizkit
And this is how we learn

You can't talk to me
You're not supposed be, in my face
So get the f-ck outta my face
Why you insist?
You gotta talk that shit,
You gotta keep that dog-ass breath
All up in my face

But I remember when,
you would never lie to a friend
cause you were so high,
you were so shy,
you were so f-cked up anyway

life keeps on tickin'
tickin' tickin' into the future
cause this is how we learn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn

you can't erase me,
I'm alive as I can be, in your face
So get the f-ck outta my face
Why you insist?
just gotta turn out like this,
you're gonna burn out like this all up in my face

but I remember how
you said you want it all and you want it now
cause you were so young,
you were so dumb
you were so f-cked up anyway

life keeps on tickin'
tickin' tickin' into the future
cause this is how we learn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn

think about it (think about it),
Think about it (think about it)
Oh my (oh my), where you at (where you at)?
C'mon(c'mon)
I know you feelin' it baby (feelin' it baby)
I know you feelin' that (feelin' that)
C'mon
Freak baby, freak freak baby (baby)
Freak baby, freak freak baby (baby)
And this is how it should be done (be done)
And this is how it should be done (be done)
Cause my styyyyyyyyyyyyle is identical to none
(Identical to none)
outta here (outta here)
I'm getting' the hell outta here (hell outta here)
Limp bizkit style (limp bizkit style)
Hey lethal wait up ( hey lethal wait up

504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 Boyz Yeah Yeah

504 BOYZ - Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 BOYZ Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Johnny OKeefe - Six OClock Rock

Artist: Johnny OKeefe
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well come on everybody it's six o'clock, Huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Come on everybody it's time to rock, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Well let's stop and let's rock
Come on everybody it's six o'clock

Well everybody knows just-a what to do, Huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Just tune yourself to channel two, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
And let's stop and then rock
Come on everybody it's six o'clock

Well people gather round from near and far
To see their favourite TV stars
Everybody singing 'cause it makes you shout
It just knocks you out, out, out

Come on everybody it's six o'clock. Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Come on everybody it's time to rock, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
And let's stop and let's rock
Come on everybody it's six o'clock, Yeah

Go Pluto

Well mother

Well people gather round from near and far
To see their favourite TV stars
Everybody singing 'cause it makes you shout
It just knocks you out, out, out

Come on everybody it's six o'clock, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Come on everybody it's time to rock, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
And let's stop and let's rock
Come on everybody it's six o'clock
Come on everybody it's six o'clock
Yeah, it's six o'clock
Wooh, it's six o'clock
Yeah, what else, it's six o'clock (fade)
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Johnny OKeefe Six OClock Rock

Bizkit Limp: Crushed End of Days Soundtrack 1999

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
It's Limp Bizkit!
And this is how we learn.
You can't talk to me.
You're not supposed to be, in my face. (Get the f-ck outta my face!).
Why do you insist, you gotta talk that shit,
You gotta keep that dog ass breath, all up in my face.
I remember when, you would never lie to a friend.
Cause you were so high, you were so shy, you were so f-cked up anyway.
Life keeps on tickin', tickin', tickin' into the future.
Cause this is how we learn.

(chorus)
Somebody better stop me.
Or at least stop this beat,
Before we start gettin' out of hand.
Cause this is how we learn.
And this is how we (burn).
Somebody better stop me,
Or at least stop this beat,
Before we start gettin' out of hand.
Cause this is how we learn.
And this is how we (burn).

You can't erase me.
I'm alive as I can be, in your face.
(So get the f-ck outta my face!)
Why you insist, it's gotta turn out like this,
It's gotta burn out like this all up in my face.
I remember how, you said you want it all and you want it now.
Cause you were so young, you were so dumb,
You were so f-cked up anyway.
Life keeps on tickin', tickin' tickin' into the future.
Cause this is how we learn.

(chorus)

Think about it.
Think about it.
Oh my! Where you at?
Come on.
I know you're feeling it baby.
I know you're feeling it.
Come on.
Bring the beat baby (repeated 4x).

I said this is how it should be done.
This is how it should be done.
Cause my style, is identical to none.
Outta here!
I'm gettin' the hell outta here.
Limp Bizkit style.
Hey Lethal, wait up

Bis: Icky-Poo Air Raid

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(grenade!)

the music that she wants to play
is not deemed to be okay
she loves all that weird stuff
that the real people seem to love
she's sick of all the formula bands
wants something not quite so bland
no more New Kids On The Block
she loves to hear that disco-punk-rock

her favourite band is Sonic Youth
well, at least she tells the truth
the girls at school, they love Take That
and Mark Owen is the name of their cat
is the name of their cat

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!

the slag her off constantly
totally rate this Boyzone LP
she's sitting in a corner, there
listening to Huggy Bear
she's sick of all the formula bands
wants something not quite so bland
no more New Kids On The Block
she loves to hear that disco-punk-rock

i met her on the way home from school
the girls, they think they look pretty cool
enjoying the repeat to fade
and then the icky-poo A-I-R raid, the A-I-R raid

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's gonna tell Sonic Youth to get you! with their icky-poo! icky-poo!

hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's gonna tell Sonic Youth to get you! with their icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's go

Overkill - Up To Zero

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Zero conversation, words upon a page.
No communication, no respect.
Zero but a world of words, a war a simple rage.
Not worth the time to look in or dissect.
He said...

Wait!!! I'm not ready.
I wasn't really treated fair...
Wait!!! Not in a hurry,
I want the time I wasted back when I thought no one cared.

Positivly negative, zero minus one.
He beleives, he beleives in what he say.
A lifetime in a moment passes, zero minus one.
Borrowed time, borrow one more day.

Just enough to keep you down,
Up to zero!
Just enough to keep you down.

Just enough to keep you down,
I'm up to zero!
Just enough to keep you down.

Wasted, wanted, needed, feel,
When all is said and done.
Chistened, baptized, spitting on the Son.
Stop it here, one more deal,
A moment now to beg or steal.
A scrap of meat or one last meal?
Stop it here, stop it here, and

Keep you down
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Overkill Up To Zero

Biz Markie: Let Me Turn You On

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Biz Markie]
Everybody just clap your hands {"no stoppin"}
Uptown {"no stoppin"}
Brooklyn {"no stoppin"}
Queens {"no stoppin"}
The Bronx {"no stoppin"}
Long Island {"no stoppin"}
New Jersey {"no stoppin, say no stoppin"}
Yo V, bring it in
Aight, this this a special dedication
To my man DJ Hollywood
Because he was one of the first ones out there
And I-I-I'd like I'd like to sing a little song
A little something like this
To all the ladies out there, this goes out to you now
Check it out

[Verse One: Biz singing]
Ooooh, whoa-whoa
No wayyyyyyyyy, no wayyyyyyyy
For you to stop me now
I'm the kind of guy that could really turn you on
Give you so much lovin, and treat you on
Just hold me close and hold me tight
And let's make love tonight
And I swear to you baby, I'll treat you right
If you're the kind of girl that I've been lookin for
Be real good to me baby, let me be adored
I don't stop the way I'm feelin
Just keep on turnin me on
And I swear to you baby, I'll love you all night long

[Interlude One]
Somebody say well (well) - WELLLLL! (WELLLLL!)
There ain't no way to stop me now, come on
Let me here you say welll (welll) - oh well (oh well)
WELLLLLLL-LLLLLLLL-LLLLLLL

[Verse Two: Biz singing]
Did you ever see a girl, and thought she didn't care
Did you ever feel like cryin, and think you'd get nowhere
Did you ever see her comin, when the lights were down below
Did you ever whisper GOD I LOVE HER, but how much you never know
Did you ever look into her eyes and see a little prayer
Could you sew a spot, flow to her heart
And think that you were there?
Did you ever wonder where she is, or wonder if shec12

Biz Markie: Do Your Thing

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Biz P. Diddy]
And you don't stop
And you can't stop

[P. Diddy] Yeah, yeah - I like this

[B-I-Z] If you
[Diddy] If you
[B-I-Z] Wanna know
[Diddy] Wanna know
[B-I-Z] The real deal, about the Biz
[Diddy] A-say what, a-say what?
[B-I-Z] Well I'm the Biz Markie
[Diddy] And I'm the P. Diddy
[B-I-Z] So you know what time it is
[Diddy] A-come on
[B-I-Z] If you
[Diddy] If you
[B-I-Z] Wanna know
[Diddy] Wanna know
[B-I-Z] The real deal, about the Biz
[Diddy] A-say what?
[Diddy] And that's comin from me, the P. Diddy
[Diddy] And you know what time it is, RIGHHHT

[P. Diddy]
So come on Diabolical
Don't stop and don't you dare quit
Just get on the mic, sit on the mic
Spit on the mic and don't you dare quit!

[Biz Markie]
When I get on the mic, I guarantee
There's no better MC than Biz Markie
Everything I say, or anything I do
Will move yo' posse or your crew
When you me hear me say, and what I play
Affects a lot of people in the strangest way
Well I'm too cold to freeze, too hot to burn
And I never miss a tag when it's my turn
Cause I can, rock the mic if you give me a chance
Cool V'll cut the record, make you do the 'Biz Dance'
I can - flip the crowd with a wave of my hand
I'm the Diabolical, "And you know this MAAAAAAN!"

[Chorus]
You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose
But please, please, leave my thang alone
You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose
But please, please, leave my thang alone

[Biz Markie]
I'm the court jester, the manifester
I used to buy my clothes at A.J. Lester's
The rhymerator, the beat creator
Whack rappers

Howard Jones - Thing Can Only Get Better

Artist: Howard Jones
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Were not scared to lose it all
Security throw through the wall
Future dreams we have to realize
A thousand skeptic hands,
Wont keep us from the things we plan
Unless were clinging to the things we prize

And do you feel scared I do
But I wont stop and falter
And if we throw it all away
Things can only get better
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh

Treating today as though it was
The last, the final show
Get to sixty and feel no regret
It may take a little time
A lonely path, an uphill climb
Success or failure will not alter it

And do you feel scared I do
But I wont stop and falter
And if we throw it all away
Things can only get better
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh

And do you feel scared I do
But I wont stop and falter
And if we throw it all away
Things can only get better

Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
Wow wow wow oh, wow wow wow oh oh oh oh
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Howard Jones Thing Can Only Get Better

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 - 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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Arrogant Worms - Idiot Road

Artist: Arrogant Worms
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
All towns have a place
Where decent drivers are not safe
Where traffic law is touch and go
Where the posted limit does not bind
And half the drivers seem to blind
And the other half is stupid, whoa, whoa, whoa

Well Billy-Bob and Bobby-Sue
And little Jimmy-Jerry and Betty-Boo
All know it's dangerous to go
Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast
They never put their signal on when they want to pass
They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road)
Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane
The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain
Where people think that stop means go
Down on Idiot Road

The guy beside you picking his nose
Starts running you off the road
You give him a honk and he gives you the finger
So you swerve into the passing lane
But the idiot is doing the same
And your turnoff's coming up, whoa, whoa, whoa

So a three lane change you try to pull
When some guy on a bicycle
Puts his spandex butt where you need to go
Down on Idiot Road

Down on Idiot Road they drive real fast
They never put their signal on when they want to pass
They cut you off as they talk on their cell phones (Down on Idiot Road)
Granny's doing thirty on the passing lane
The tailgater behind you got his bumper on your brain
Where people think that stop means go
Down on Idiot Road
Down on Idiot Road
Down on Idiot Road
Down on Idiot Road
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Bis: Kandy Pop

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
sugar sugar kandy pop
push it down and pull it up
sugar sugar kandy pop
just don't let the music stop

you've got the brains, i've got no brawn
you wanna stop, i keep it on
you've got the brains, or so you say
maybe you'll see things in another way

i've got better things to do
than hang around with you and you
i've got better places to be
you know the only one is me

oh, oh, oh kandy pop

you've got the pain but i don't wanna know
and you can keep on trying to put me off
by saying you've got the brains or so you say
maybe you'll see things in another way

Metal Church - In Mourning

Artist: Metal Church
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Maybe if you'de listen than you'de know what I just said
If you think the words I'm singing are why your kids are dead
Maybe could it be that no one was there to hear
Did you pay attention to their angers and their fears?
You're trying to find someone to blame who can't be put on trial
The enemy you're looking for is laughing all the while

I mourn for those who have been so deceived
You know the last words that they spoke were "Who loves me?"

People in glass house should not be throwing stones
A sticker on a record won't give your kids a home
So sad it takes someone to die for you to start to care
Your neglect and misguidance have become your nightmare
I hope and pray this tragedy was not all just in vain
Now you can help somebody else avoid the endless pain

I mourn for those who have been so deceived
You know the last words that they spoke were "Who loves me?"
I hope that someday you will stop and realize why do many kids have died

Think twice before you point a finger that you may regret
To clear you conscience is your goal, but that is all you'll get
What's done is done, you can't bring them back, Just let go of despair
You keep saying to yourself "If only I'de been there"

I mourn for those who have been so deceived
You know the last words that they spoke were "Who loves me?"
I hope that someday you will stop and realize
Just why do many kids have died
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Bizkit Limp: Cambodia Family Values Tour CD 1999

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Live from Family Values 98 in Kansas City)

Hey! Are you ready...then get up!!
Let me hear some noise!
I see all you motherf-ckers bum-rushing the floor tonight.
Y'all ready to make this motherf-cking place go crazy?
Get up! Get up! Woohah!
Oh...just a minute.
I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say.
Pop, mish, mosh, up in the brain I'm on my cycle.
Highways my ways up and down like the Dow Jones.
Pass these microphones.
I don't exaggerate.
Keep it real, only speak about the shit I hate.
Hey you people, just the tudes, attitudes.
Lose the attitude, I won't be f-ckin' mad at you.
But if you're bitin' don't be fightin' kid.
I'm sorta likin' what you're stealin'.
That open wound style needs some healin'.
Jacked up on my flow, I'm glad you know.
Behind the spotlight got the phattest f-ckin' live show.
You feel the tension.
Eyeballs in your socket.
Can comprehends how we rock it, you can't stop it.
You like the ways that we're livin', you need them.
Your demo tape I inspected, then ejected.
Who survives at the end of the day?
With too much airplay, huh?
I'm gonna keep it all underground.
Kansas City...join me!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot? Who's not?
Oh...just a minute.
I see your mouth moving, but I don't hear a word that you say. Do you feel me baby?
Pop hand grenades, best describe the impaction.
Can't get no satisfaction, take it back.
That was you doin' back in '82.
No need for answers, just a thought of your mental fallout shelter.
Helter Skelter, the J while bet ya, the beetle upset ya.
But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda.
The kingpin Bizkit, the flows we aren't ya.
Mental highways, my path you can't stop the unexpected.
Check your road block.
Oh, like water, keep on rollin',
Cause this mic is mine and I'm gonna keep on shinin' on you.
I need your help Kansas City.
Get the f-ck up!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Woohah! Cambodia

Biz Markie: Take it From the Top

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Biz Markie]
Huh?
Yo this is funky!
We gon' get down to the point
And I'm just gonna say - I'd like to thank my man Rashad
But we gon' get down like this, and you don't stop
A twink-twinkle, a rock the house
And my man Diamond Shell, a rock the house
Can't forget my man Sal, rock the house, and
Felle Fel, rock the house
I can't forget, Capital, rock the house
My man Capital T, will rock the house
And to my man B, a rock the house, and
my man Frankie, a rock the house
I can't forget Doo G, rock the house
and my man Cool V, a rocks the house y'all
Ah to the beat y'all, you don't stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
and right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three

[Chorus]
Yo B take it from the top
Yo B take it from the top (sayyy whaaaat?)
Yo B take it from the top
Yo B take it from the top (wellllllll)

[Verse One]
Well I demand respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You may know me from "Rockin' With Biz Markie"
Or Shante, when she used to battle Sparky
You might have seen in some videos with other folks
Sittin on the bench while me and Biz was tellin mother jokes
The meaning of my name some people may, try to guess
Yes yes I'm fresh to the flesh, so let me manifest
I make romance, I'm not a freelance
I spin records; BITCH I don't breakdance!
I scoop girls around the world that's what B does
The name Backspin means that B was
born.. as a creative, cut king
Supreme poet, inferior to nothing
Call me the teacher, since I'm the one who taught you
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Children Of Bodom - Youre Better Off Dead

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
War-eyes!
Hey what's the matter with you?
Whatcha trying to do?
We're wrecking the place...I'll never get it
Did I ever hurt you in any way?
If I did then hear my apology--f-ck you!
If I did anything to batter you down
...all the way to six feet under!
And why in earth should I stop
Until I see your f-cking ass drop
Mind your own business and leave mine alone
To take a look at the real world for a sec
It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools,
What makes you the luckiest bastard on the earth

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I'm the servant while you're the king

Ohhhhhohh,
Til' tomorrow is the better day to be
Ooohhohohoh,
You're better off dead than f-cking with me!
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain't no tomorrow?
Ohooohoho
Let me tell ya, there wasn't one today!

Hey, if you like me so dare
so, I know why I stop
and the only one step right
and it's raining flesh of death.
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