504 BOYZ - I Know You Wanna f-ck

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

Now you ain't gotta say much
cuz I was beeping you (beeping you)
lookin' at your hips got me thinking
about how deep in you I'm tryin' to go
You heard about "????????????"
I thought I told ya sold ya draws
covered in my balls
I'm known for rippin' pussy walls
I heard you got that kill
I can see all in your grill
Can you ride me like a black Mercedes
And make me say the shit
I never did with other ladies
I gotta woman so I'm not lookin' for love
I've just come to fit your glove
get a couple of "uh" "uh" 's
And I'm out just liek a thug
Ya kno get me on a paycheck
if ya wan' it, it sold ya passion
So get up on it if ya wan' it Woo (Woo)

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

Throw me on a counter in the kitchen
and baby cool my body with some icecream
clean me from head to toe and bending me over
69 would be the next thing
i wanna taste your body
all night long
from sun up to sun down
i wanna make you moooaannnn

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

kill a candle
and shoot in the places light won't show
do your time and do it slow
i'll do my own exercises right between your thighs and
it' all very pleasurable
I'll go places he won't go
Let's keep it on the low, low
so he won't know that it's taken to the floor

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too
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Bizkit Limp: All In The Family with KoRn Follow The Leader

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
KoRn with Fred Durst of Limp Bizkit)

Fred: Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Say what, say what?

My dick is bigger than yours...My band is bigger than yours.

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag (Aha).
You stuck up sucker, KoRny mother f-cker (oooo).
Taking over flows, it's the limp, pimp,
Need a (dick) bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis.
I'm gonna drop a little East Side skill (ooo),
So you best step back, 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill.
So what you thinking Mr. Raggedy Man,
Doing all you can to look like Raggedy Anne.

Jonathan: Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it,
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what),
You little faggot ho.
Please give me some shit to work with,
'Cause right now I'm all it kid,
Suck my dick kid,
Like your daddy did.

Fred: Who the f-ck you think you talkin' to?
I'm known for eating whiney little chumps like you (whatever).
All up in my face with that "Are you ready?!"
When halitosis is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers,
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers! (Ah yeah, baby).
I hear you tokin' on them fag pipes clod, but you said it best,
"There's no place to hide."

Jonathan: What the f-ck you saying?
You're a pimp whatever.
Limp dick, Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
Needs to reverse, what he's sayin'. (Say what, say what). Wannabe Funkdoobie's what you're playin',
Rippin' at my bag, counterfeit, fakin'.
Plus your bills I'm payin'.
You can't eat that shit every day Fred,
Lay off the bacon.

Fred: Say what, say what, you better your f-ckin' mouth Jon.

Jon: So you hate me!
Fred: And I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: You hate me!
Jon: You know what, it's all in the family.

Jon: Look at you fool, I'm gonna f-ck you up twice,
Throwing rhymes at me like, oh shit alright! Vanilla Ice!
You better run, run while you can,
Can never f-ck me up, Bitz Climpkit.
At least I got a phat original band.

Fred: Who's hot? Who's not? (You).
You best step back, KoRn on the cob (okay),
You need a new job (ha).
Tryin' to take 'em mic skills back to the dentist
And buy yourself a new drill (f-ck you).
You pumpkin pie, I'll jack off in your eye,
Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters.
But you just can't get away (get a gay?),
Because it's Doomsday kid, it's Doomsday.

Jon: So I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Fred: You call yourself a singer (yep),
You're more like Jerry Springer (oh, cool).
Your favorite band is Winger (Winger)
And all you eat is zingers (zingers?).
You're like a fruity pebble,
Your favorite flag is rebel (yee haa!).
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level.

Jonathan: So you're from Jacksonville, kicking it like Buffalo Bill.
Getting butt-f-cked by your uncle Chuck,
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your f-ckin' nut (oh yeah).

Fred: Wait, where'd you get that little dance? (Over here).
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako (huh).
Where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother (nah uh).
It's just too bad your father's mad and your mother's now your lover.

Jonathan: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a f-ckin' wheelie?
You love it down south and, boy, you sure do got a purty mouth.

Jonathan: I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
And I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Jonathan: And I love you!
Fred: And I want you!
Jonathan: And I'll suck you!
Fred: And I'll f-ck you!
Jonathan: And I'll buck f-ck you!
Fred: And I'll eat you!
Jonathan: And I'll lick your little tainty prick, mother f-cker.
Fred: Say what? Say...what

Big ED f Mia X Silkk the Shocker - Rodeo

Artist: Big ED f Mia X Silkk the Shocker
Music Album: Assassin
(Music Song Lyrics):
Silkk(echoin himself):
Now I'm bout to take the world into a No Limit rodeo (feel this)
P can ya understand this one?
Now see we gonna keep it bout it and rowdy
Now I got Mia X, Big Ed and ya know when I'm in here, Silkk the Shocker
It's bout to get serious, so I'm gonna get the world bucked up

Big Ed and Mia X
Where my cowgirls at, here we go, where my cowboys (x2)
Get on the dance floor
Unnhh (yea)
Get on the dance floor

Silkk:
To my thugs(thugs), I say my cowboys(cowboys)grab ya'll lassos and um(Mama
Mia)
All my cowgirls(cowgirls), saddle up, cause yo I'm bout to ride it(ride it
with me)
I got somethin new(Big Ed) ride with us

Big Ed:
I got a new dance for ya

Silkk:
Big Ed tell em how it go

Big Ed:
It's called the rodeo
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on, bump your hips)
(Come on, buck your hips)
(Do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on)
Saddle me up, come and ride this buckin bronco
Work it out baby, video for the peep show
Dosy doe at the Alamo
Twist your hips like a tornado, explode like a volcano
Bounce up and down like a po-go
Your love it got me fiennin like a nympho, hit ya with the gusto
Erotic trust as we undergo orgasmic eruptions
Baskin in the after glow
I slam my boy like big 5 and domino
Screamin my name like old ladies screamin bingo!
I got ya shakin excess, climactic combos
She's tryin to be quit bittin the pillows
It seems it get wetter the farther in I go
You want me to go deeper? Cause baby I go plenty mo
You can pull my slot all night like a casino
So you can ride me baby, fast or slow

CHORUS:(x4)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(Do you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(Tell me do you like that)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(I know you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(Tell me do you like that)

Silkk:
Come on,come on, come on, come on
Grab the lasso, and let me rope them hips
Look I love them tryin take all of it, bittin your lip
Walked in dimonds shine look true that there
Everybody talkin bout look, who that there
Can't let a good thing pass me
Come on boo an get sassy
(Boy you nasty)
I know
Forget about your man, see if you can take this
I don't hate unless it be fake, time to bust, get rape an switch(switch)
Flex the Lex, now I'm like sex in the Benz
Sex unstoppable is it possible to have sex and be friends
So come and ride this bronco, buck and dip
Can you picture this skinny cowboy, between them hips
No limit soldier, so come and ride me baby
Hard to stop when I'm inside ya baby
Now it's the new sheriff in town, down and dirty
Tryin to get this chick to serve me, ya heard me?
Ride it

CHORUS:(X4)

Mia X:
Got your saddle on, now baby I'm a getty up
First I rock steady get it wetter then I buck
Having you screamin my name, (Mama Mia) sugar walls top rankin
Keep a nigga peelin off the frequency be bankin, ah
Let her take a spankin when I ride it back, was fake you out
Playa roll when you ain't shit like an actor
Mac the, wieldest niggas mama tie em down
Silkk scarfs, hand cuffs, ghetto rodeo style now
I can ride for miles, so daddy can you keep up
Gaurenteed to knock that ass out like you been beat up
Heat up, hotter than July, cause big girls don't cry
We take it all stride out, slides up and down
Bounces all around, works it twerks it
Buy Miss Pussy crown, I wears it
I swears it's gonna (for real) be a cold day in hell no doubt
To ever say you want me out at the rodeo(uunhh)

CHORUS:(x4)

Silkk and Big Ed:
Where the cowgirls at where they at
The Bay Richmond
Where the cowgirls at where they at
L.A. California
Where the cowgirls at where they at
New Orleans, Louisiana
Where the cowgirls at Where the cowgirls at where they at
Miami, Florida
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Atlanta, Georgia
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Charlette the Caralinas
Where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at
There they go
New York east-coast
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Chicago, Illinos
Where they at where they at there they go
Cleveland, Ohio
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Houston, texas
Where they at there they go
Jackson, Mississippi
Where they at there they go there they go there they go
North Mid-west Down-south West-coast
Ungh!
(Rodeo
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Bishop: U Know U Ghetto

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[lil kids (Bishop)]
U know u ghetto (dont be ashamed )
U ghetto
U ghetto ( dont be ashamed )
U ghetto
U know u ghetto

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto when you got rats and roaches
With the fan in the window, front door wide open
U know u ghetto when u say "I aint offended"
Change the channel with some pliers, got a hanger for a antenna
U know u ghetto eatin chicken everyday
With color weave in your hair and you trickin for a pay
Gold teeth in your mouth
Out talkin loud
And the car that you drive cost more than your house
U know u ghetto when your job is illegal
Live in the projects with furniture like rich people
U know u ghetto when you cook with lard
Only credit that you got is your food stamp card
U know u ghetto when you own section 8
Have dues everyday, but you pay your bills late
Understand this song, get your jam on
And yo grandma whip you with whatever she get her hands on

[chorus]
[lil kids (Bishop)]
U know u ghetto ( look at the way you walk)
U ghetto ( c'mon, listen to how you talk)
U ghetto ( look at the clothes you wear)
U ghetto ( haa, look at that style of hair)
U know u ghetto

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto pickin boogers and you flick 'em
And eat with your hands stead of washin 'em, you lick 'em
You dont know your daddy
And your hair nappy
People catch the Holy Ghost in church gettin happy
U know u ghetto call the crib your house
Be at funerals screamin, fightin, then fall out
U know u ghetto sellin clothes that you stole
And when you go out it's like a fashion show
U know u ghetto with a name like Shaniqua
Pookie, Red, and Peanut puttin codes in your beeper
When you hear stuff, helecopter, city bus
????? straight out of the ice cream truck

[chorus]

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto only shop when there's a sale
Late everywhere you go with an excuse to tell
U know u ghetto when you pee outside
Catch bronchitis, get ?????? and sleep tight
U know u ghetto when y'all stealin cable
Cussin and DJin on underground radio
Sayin Yo' Mama jokes
Fightin on talk shows
Matress against the wall
Aint no frame, it's on the floor
U know u ghetto with dreads, ????, and braids
Weave, colorful nails, afros, ??????, and ?????
U ghetto, wont pay back money that you borrow
And wearin an outfit you gon' return tomorrow
U know u ghetto bettin on a number
Usin words like "Uhh-huh", "Naw", and "Uhh-uhh"
Stead of "Mom" you say "Ma", stead of "Dad" you say "Da"
You see nickel stores, bar-b-cue stands, and laundromats

[chorus]

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto punchin aint playin house right
Your kids bare foot playin outside
Eat food of the ground, say "God, bless the church"
Let your kids drink beer talkin bout "It gives 'em worms"
U know u ghetto borrowin your friends clothes
Ran out of water supplies from people next door
U know u ghetto heat the house with the oven
And anybody famous from the hood your cousin
U know u ghetto cussin out your teacer
And when somethin happen your mama screamin "Lord Jesus!"
When you use street knowledge
Graduate from school and go to jail instead of college
U know u ghetto bar-b-cuein every holiday
Pizza man wont even deliver around your way
Whjere the gang hang out, cornerstore hang out
Mom's at the gas station beggin for some change now

[chorus]

Bishop: U Know U Ghetto Radio

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Poo Motha Fucka
(Music Song Lyrics):
you know you ghetto (don't be ashamed)
you ghetto
you ghetto (don't be ashamed)
you ghetto
you know you ghetto

You kow you ghetto when you got rats and roaches
the fan in the window, front door wide open
you know you ghetto when you say "i aint offended"
change the channel with some pliers, got a hanger for a antennae
you know you ghetto eatin chicken everyday
with color weave in your hair, and you trickin for a pay
gold teeth in your mouth
out talkin loud
and the car that you drive cost more than your house
you know you ghetto when your job is illegal
live in the projects with furniture like rich people
you know you ghetto when you cook with lard
and the only credit you got is your food stamp card
you know you ghetto when you own section 8
have dues everyday, but you pay your bills late
understand this song, get your jam on
and yo grandma whip you with whatever she get her hands on

(chorus)

you know you ghetto (look at the way you walk)
you ghetto (c'mon listen to how you talk)
you ghetto (look at the clothes you wear)
you ghetto ( haa look at that style of hair)

you know you ghetto picken boogers then you flick em
and eat with your hands stead of washin em, you lick em
you dont know your daddy
and your hair nappy
people catch the Holy Ghost in church gettin happy
you know you ghetto call a crib your house
be at funerals screamin, fightin then fall out
you know you ghetto sellin clothes you stole
and when you go out its like a fashion show
you know you ghetto with a name like Shaniqua
Pookie, red and peanut butter puttin codes in your beeper
when you her stuff, helicopter, city bus
gettin f-cked in an ice cream truck

(chorus)

you know you ghetto only shop when theres a sale
late everywhere you go with an excuse to tell
you know you hetto when you pee outside
catch bronchitis, get ??? and sleep tight
you know you ghetto when yall stealin cable
cussin and DJin on underground radio
sayin yo mama jokes
fightin on talk shows
mattress against the wall
aint no frame, its on the floor
you know you ghetto with dreads, doo rags and braids
weaves, colorful nails, afros, half way waves
you ghetto, wont pay back money that you borowed
and wearin an outfit you goin to return tomorrow
you ghetto bettin on a number
usin words like uh huhh, naw, and uh uh
instead of sayin mom you say ma, instead of dad you say da
you see nickel stores, barbeques, and laundromats

(chorus)

you know you ghetto punchin aint playin house right
your kids barefoot, playin outside
eat food off the ground, sayin God bless the church
let your kids drink beer, talkin bout it gives em worms
you know you ghetto borrowin your friends clothes
ran out of water supplies from people next door
you know you ghetto heat the house with the oven
and anybody famous from the hood your cousin
you know you ghetto cussin out your teacher
and when somethin happen your mama say Lordy Jesus!
when you use street knowledge
graduate from school and go to jail instead of college
you know you ghetto barbeque-in every holiday
pizza man wont even deliver around your way
where the gang hang out, cornerstore hang out
moms at the gas station beggin for some change now

(chorus

10 K.A.Ns - U Need Dick In Your Life

Artist: 10 K.A.Ns
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[* Applause *]

[DJ]
Right about now we got a group coming out, it's my personal favorite.
These cats have the hottest selling 8-track of all times.
Please, if you will, put your hands together
For Mr. Dick M. Down and 10 K.A.N.'s.

[Chorus]
Come on, come on, let me hear you say it
Hey ho! Say what, Hey ho! Say what
Can a nigga get some to go (Yeah a little louder)
Hey ho! Here we go
Hey ho! Say what
Can a nigga get some to go (Yeah, come on a little louder)
Hey ho! Here we go
Hey ho! Come on now
Can a nigga get some to go (Yeah baby)
Hey ho! Come on
Hey ho! Say what
Can a nigga get some to go (Uh check it out)
You need dick in your life (Uh come on)
You need dick in your life (That's what you need girl)
Dick in your life (Hey fellas what they need?)
Dick in your life (Uh break it dow)
And you need some dick x4
You need dick in your life (All the fellas)
Dick in your life (Check it out)

[Verse One]
Shut up and jump in your Geo Storm
Cause you ain't going home till the early morn
See tonight you and your friends
Is coming with me to the Comfort Inn
Yeah we done talked but we can't make love
In the middle of the smoke filled clubs
So give me a dub for your half on the room
And a buck 0-5 for your half on the Boone's
So as soon as you get your friends
I'm pulling out the keys to the Benz
And speeding down the middle of the street
So we can go skeet up the sheets
So basically to sum up my order
I'll take your 18 year old daughter
Along with some water
But don't set the table though
Cause I want my order to go

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I know you understand just what I mean
Cau
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Children Of Bodom - Repent Whore

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I've seen you in a darkness
Your face in a dusk
Your silhouette in a shades
Eyes gliming full of lust
You try to dazzle me with your beauty
You try to bewitch me

When cold northwind blows
I can smell your perfume
When frost bites
I feel your lips on my neck

I don't want to share my life
Oh, no with you
I want your sweets and things we used to do

No, you can't reach my love
So go, or be mistress of my dreams
No, in my life there's no room for you
As you know, your flesh is what I want

I hear your lullaby, ah, that sweet melody
And I can remember those words
Which you whispered in my ear

You try to dazzle me with your beauty
You try to bewitch me

I feel your loving embrace
In my dream I see your face
Your soft skin under my fingertips
And taste of your lips

I don't want to share my life
Oh, no with you
I want your sweets and things we used to do

(The time you spend with me
Was nothing but a dream
And that's the thing you see
You were the chosen one
We made love under neversetting sun
And that's everything)
I could do with you

No, you can't reach my love
So go, or be mistress of my dreams
No, in my life there's no room for you
As you know, your flesh is what I want

(Dark desire dressed in black
You try to turn me your back
But you desire me
Like a darkness desires you
You try to forget, those times we spend together
But your desire is)
What bothers you the most

No, you can't reach my love
So go, or be mistress of my dreams
No, in my life there's no room for you
As you know, your flesh is what I want
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Chubb Rock - The Mind

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The Mind
(Music Song Lyrics):
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru {*repeat 3x*}

[chubb rock]
I can taste your sex appeal, ready for the sweet sperm'n
Bank accounts all full, love interest be earnin
Ben franklins determine, if you get that higher learnin
The million man march, starrin mark furhman (it can happen)
Lyrical don is the charm for the rappin
Give spliff aromas cause many fetal comas
No blood donors, i credit diabetics who drink sodas
While in the pens lie the ruffneck soldiers, what happened?
Niggaz must have napped!
What happened to all of that malcolm x shit before he got trapped?
Before he got capped? when i mean capped,
When they put his name on all those cute little spike lee hats
And then they say "black is back"
For when, niggaz now only care about the rent
And how to pay rent, and how they trife squad spend
Black powder nose landcruise or range rove'
Why you runnin for when you forerunnin nigga who drove
Your mind
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
My mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru

Yes, haha
From the inner sanctum, that embruised my medulla
You can praise buddha, or you can hail don shula
You can change a, religious title, or go praise gold idols
No sloth, just go read your bible
I'll insinuate the hate that made the, hate kids fight
Whether you're muslim, christian, or israelite
We monitor, who really praise hannukah
The power that i am will make you blow your yarmulke
To all ya, don't let me scream up, to call ya
My flatbush dushies, or the kids down in somal-ia
While we're up here tryin to wiggle to "boombastic"
You get, hemmed up and cut down in +park jurassic+
You're crazed, from that beer juice
Acute angles become, obtuse
Four white kids, was the first rock group - not!
Rabble rousing, in with the chime
Laced with the fat rhyme tunneled through my mind
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru

Ha ha
Now from the minds of minolta, from the nickel-plate poster
From the average jack wack crackheads with oprah
As with safe sex with rubbers, as with rappers turnin mothers
As for tupac's on the covers, as for million march brothers
In ninety-six, while we pinpoint the "crooklyn" spike joint
Three kings of the break of dawn become vocal pawns
The circumfrence of the bedouins, or is it the thespians
For the past three years, i've been eatin more than lesbians
Lyricists, get fists, twists, careers become tears
Easy gold records, but with no, publishing shares
When i bellow, over a hardcore track with a cello
Lyrical structure, basting from a fellow, hello
Street nucks can't knuckle, billboard chart bullets be chuckle
A&r stars become bouregoises, but subtle
Why is it the master can't behave with the slave chime
Or is it over the domes of weak minds?
The mind
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
My mind!!
"your nine spray, my mind spray" -> jeru
The mind!
My mind!!
The mind..
My mind!!! ha ha! ahhh, ahhh! ahhhhh!
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Chubb Rock The Mind

Bizkit Limp: Full Nelson

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Chocolate Starfish And The Hotdog Flavoured Water
(Music Song Lyrics):
why is everybody always pickin’ on me?
does anybody really know a thing about me?
but one of these days we’ll be in the same place
in the same place punk, at the very same time yeah,
but when it takes place and you wanna talk shit
then step your ass up and say right to my face
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
i ain’t believing all the shit you’ve been talkin’ about me
don’t even know me and still your talkin’ shit about me
but one of these days i’m gonna catch you in the act
in the act, red-handed caught up in the act, punk
and that’ll be the day the one and only day
to step your ass up and say right to my face
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
so where you at?
where you been?
i’m sure i’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world is really small
can’t we all get along?
where you at?
where you been?
i’m sure i’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world’s really small
can’t we all get along?
how pathetic are people who verbally rape us with talking?
we try to ignore them
ignore them until they keep talking
they think that they’re building an empire
without us
but we’ve got the torch now
we’ve got the fire to burn this motherf-cker down down
down down burn this motherf-cker
down down down down
burn this mother-f-cker down (repeat)
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth wrote a check
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth wrote a check that
your ass can’t cash you bet your ass can’t cash,
motherf-cker!
just shut your f-ckin’ mouth!
(bring it on, lethal)
come on

Foreigner - Died In Your Arm Tonight

Artist: Foreigner
Music Album: Not A Foreigner Song..Cutting Crews
(Music Song Lyrics):
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep on looking for something I can't get,
Broken hearts lay all around me,
But I don't see an easy way to get out of this,

Her diary sits by the bed side table,
The curtains closed, the cats in the cradle,
But who would have thought a boy like me could come to this ?

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

Is there any just coarse for felling like this ?
on the surface, I'm just a name on a list
I try to be discreet but the you blow it again.

I'm lost and found this is my final mistake,
Shes loving by proxy no giving, all take,
resigned to fill her fantasy one of so many times

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

It was a long hot night, she made it easy,
she made me feel right, And now its over,
we're more then just gone
I followed my hands not my head
I knew I was wrong

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

(solo, fade to silence
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Foreigner Died In Your Arm Tonight

Sisqo And Mya - Close Your Eyes

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
INTRO
LEMME TALK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE
I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY
YEAH

VERSE 1
FORGIVE ME, I'M GUILTY, I'M FILTHY BABY CLEANSE ME
I'M EMPTY, I'M READY TO CHANGE
NO MORE LIES NO MORE LUST
f-ck A SLUT FUSS AIN'T WORTH US
GIRL I'M READY TO CHANGE SO I'LL NO LONGER BE THAT WAY
CLOSE YOUR EYES

CHORUS
CLOSE BOTH YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS TO THE SKY
JUST SURRENDER TO ME AND I'LL BE YOUR LOVER FOR ALWAYS
CLOSE BOTH YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS UP TO THE SKY
AND SURRENDER TO ME AND I'LL BE YOUR LOVER FOR ALWAYS

VERSE 2
SO WHY SHOULD YOU BELIEVE ME I'VE BROKEN YOUR TRUST CONSTANTLY
IRONICALLY IT SOUNDS THE SAME
BUT I'VE MADE UP MY HEART AND IF YOU BELIEVE
I SWEAR ON MY LIFE I WILL ALWAYS BE
YOUR SHELTER FOREVER THROUGH THE WEATHER TOGETHER BABY

CHORUS

BRIDGE
BABY, SORRY I JUST KEEP LYING TO YOU
I'M GROWING UP NOW
I WAS A BOY BEFORE
BUT NOW I'M A MAN
(I WILL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN)
AND I'D NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN
(I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR FRIEND)
I REALIZED YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND
(LET ME UNLEASH THE DRAGON)
SO JUST LET ME BE THERE FOR YOU
BABY CLOSE YOUR EYES

CHORUS TILL FADE
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Sisqo And Mya Close Your Eyes

Sisqo And Mya - Your Love Is Incredible

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Ummm oh baby baby yeah
Baby baby
listen

Verse 1
Girl I peeped you on da corner
So I rolled up on ya
It was Saturday
You was peelin a banana
I was lookin at cha
Thinkin she freaky (that night)
That night I got to get cha
Got cha Gucci underwear in my back pocket
And I can't get you out my mind
Girl, I can't get enough of it because your

Chorus
Your love is incredible
You can say it's unforgetable
Can't believe it's merely sexual
Cuz your love is incredible incredible
Said your love is incredible
You can say it's unforgetable
Can we make it more than sexual
Cuz your love is incredible incredible incredible

Verse 2
I'm thinkin bout the things
that you did to me
Imagining your body movin like a centipede
I want you to know
that I'm ready to be
All over your body, babe
(Baby you got all I need)ooh yeah
I like the way you got the softest lips (all right)
Infatuated by the way you to kiss me
Oh girl I'm tellin you with you is where I wanna be
You know you drive me crazy
Cuz your love

CHORUS

Break it down break it down
Ummmmm
Baby
Ummmmmm
yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Baby I know that your love is

CHORUS

yeah yeah baby
Your love is incredible
You can say it's unforgetable
Can't believe it's merely sexual
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Sisqo And Mya Your Love Is Incredible

Wynonna Judd - Your Day Will Come

Artist: Wynonna Judd
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Pack up all your tears
Bury the past
Send them away
Don't let 'em hold you back
Love will find you again
You'll find another way to begin
And you'll trust in someone
Your day will come

[Chorus]
Throw it on the line
Let your heart break down
Know that at the right time
Love is gonna come around
Open up your soul and
Let the moment hold you
Don't push it away
Oh I know you know
You belong in the sun
Your day will come

Don't go back there
Don't tear yourself apart
Just listen to you
Remember who you are
Wait for true love
What's one more day
You'll find the one
Your day will come

[Chorus]
Throw it on the line
Let your heart break down
Know that at the right time
Love is gonna come around
Open up your soul and
Let the moment hold you
Don't push it away
Oh I know you know
You belong in the sun
Your day will come

[Bridge]
Pack up all your tears
Bury the past
Send them away

[Chorus]
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Wynonna Judd Your Day Will Come

Prefab Sprout - Nancy Let Your Hair Down For Me

Artist: Prefab Sprout
Music Album: From Langley Park To Memphis
(Music Song Lyrics):
Weekday mornings find me moody
I kiss my wife goodbye,
I drive the boss to work each day.

At the office, no one's watching
Can I catch her eye ?
The hours squeeze by, the boss works late
Still I'll always wait and drive her home with me and say...

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again
Nancy

Nancy I don't mind I'm happy working overtime

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again
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Prefab Sprout Nancy Let Your Hair Down For Me

Bizkit Limp: Counterfeit

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Three Doller Bill, Y'all
(Music Song Lyrics):
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit,
you're freakin' me out you wear a mask - 5x
freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit,
you're freakin' me out you wear a...
fake hey man wake up and smell the concrete
strange to see you've changed
like the LB could be identity crisis but I can't buy this
reality bites but that's what life is pitiful you,
your hideous behavior hate what God gave ya,
fakin all the flava artificial minds seekin out the new trends
get in where you fit in
quit thinkin like a has-been diggin
in my culture let me let your punks know
I'm an old school soldier with the funk flow
a damn shame you wanna change yourself

{chorus}
because you're sick of yourself well I'm sick of you too,
fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too,
fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake I wonder,
I wonder I wonder what it's like to be a clone doin' nothin,
nothin' on my own alone in your misery,
you're bitin on my new style filed as a counterfeit,

going down in history as nothin but a copy cat (copy cat)
so if your fakin that you're phat
you need a ballbat right where your head is at
all your desperation causes separation
now I grab the mic to intimidate your weakness
screams from the limp on your siren
phonies get the hint quick smacked with funk flick pain
for the fakers fame can't maintain

{chorus}

all these phonies you disregarded your life (disregarded your life)
you disrespected your friends (you disrespected your friends)
you've even stolen your appearance (stolen) from hangin out with my family
but I should have never dropped my guard (shoulda never dropped my guard)
so you could stab me in the back (stab me in the back)
but you were faking me out (you were faking me out)
just faking me out you wear a mask (you wear a mask)
freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit,
you're freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit - 6x
now you're steadily startin to change
you wanna rearrange
your lifestyle with live like the wild child
with the vibe alive you could lie to try and be so fly
a lie but you deny you're a fake
you know we figured you're a phony (fake)
you know we figured you out (fake)
you know we figured you out, figured you out,
figured you out fake [a bunch of times

Bishop: True Crimes

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
True...crime (Fire Squad)
True...crime
True...crime (here we go)
True...crime

[Bishop]
Good Lord they shootin' at me
Smile on my face 'cause I'm trigger happy
Bitch get my drink and make it snappy
'fore I leave your ass screamin' for a taxi
True Crimes and nothin' but
I just seen that nigga Reuben jack a ice cream truck
Then quick across the street and rob a Pizza Hut
American Idol ain't my title
I'm Elmer Fudd with a big ass rifle
Lurkin' the block, homicidal
And robbin' nuns, gimme your bible (I'm kidding)
Don't you know I'm loco homes
With a trenchcoat like Sherlock Holmes
Full of shotguns and big ass chromes (why)
Set to break in all your homes (why)
And take that, take that, like Puffy Combs

[Chorus: Bishop]
Gimme your gun, gimme your knife (why)
It's True Crimes, better run for your life
Hide your kids, hold your wife (why)
It's True Crimes, better touch your ice
Cut your purse, stash your cash (why)
It's True Crimes, I'm about to blast
Call the cops and lock your doors (why)
It's True Crimes, and I'm taking yours

[Bishop]
Went up to the store and I picked 'em
Mask and gloves, guess what, it's a stick 'em
Gimme all your money honey and a big gold band
Too quick bitch witch don't say no I'm so
Out my mind I can't be serious
Get hit so hard you'll have an out of body experience
No interference with the current proceedings
Or you'll be well in sand for some serious beatings
Oh hi, oh my it's a tough guy
Get your face messed up like I'm Vanilla Sky
You used to be a super-size now you're just a small fry
Ain't got enough gas so I do a walk-by (b

Straight Edge - Im Your Slave

Artist: Straight Edge
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
This is a story bout yourself
and Id like to tell it to you
There was a child with big brown eyes
which became dim and blind by the truth
When he was older he lost his mindin a vague world of heroin
he gave a f-ck about his life
and he dont fulfill one of his dreams
Dont you remember
what your father said when you were young
life aint forever
and you shouldnt wait till it is gone

One day a girl was by his side
and she loved him more than her life
But she couldnt break through this wall
behind that he used to hide
He lost the faith in fortune and love
just when she left him crying at all
This was the darkest day of his life
but it was like an old veil that falls

Dont you remember
what your father said when you were young
life aint forever
and you shouldnt wait till it is gone

You are the guys who changed his life
and you earned a place inside my mind
The mania put her arms round you
but now you learned to face the truth
Enjoy the best days of your life
Enjoy the best days of your life

Today your mind is free and save
and you found a way trough this pain
You solved your problems on your own
and you won this round of the game
But dont forget all the shame and fear
when your life was so graceless to you
You should remember its hard
Just to learn whats a lie and whats true

Dont you remember
what your father said when you were young
life aint forever
and you shouldnt wait till it is gone
(2x)
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Straight Edge Im Your Slave

Rats Boomtown - How Deep Is Your Love

Artist: Rats Boomtown
Music Album: Take That - Greatest Hits
(Music Song Lyrics):
Chorus:
How deep is your love
How deep is you love
I really need to learn
Cause we’re livin in a world of fools
Breakin us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
Do do do do
how deep is your love?!

I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
And you come to me
On a summer breeze
Keep me warm with your love
Then you softly leave
And its me you need to show
How deep is your love

Chorus

I believe in you
You know the dawn to a better song
You're the light in my deepest darkest hour
You’re my savior when I fall
And you may not think I care for you
When you know down inside that I really do
And its me you need to show
How deep is your love?

Chorus

Girl you came to me on a summer breeze
Kept me warm with your love
Then you softly leave
And its me you need to show
How deep is your love?

Chorus

I believe in you
How-deep-is-your-love
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Rats Boomtown How Deep Is Your Love

4ft Fingers - Hopeless Romantic

Artist: 4ft Fingers
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well I've seen through the eyes of others
And I not that good with my ex lovers
Talk it down 'n' through and through
What should I do I asked your friend
When I'm eating with you I'm an utter disgrace
Cause I get more food on my face
Proposed to you with a diamond ring
I Managed to drop it down the bleeding sink

I'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time
I'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time


well every one has always said
that deep, deep down our love is a crime
all the people always say
that deep deep down it's the same old lines
all your friends said take a chance
but you haven't yet seen me dance
if you love me just this once
be your hopeless romantic given a chance

I'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time
I'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time

i'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time
i'm just a hopeless romantic
sorry for wasting your time

sorry for wasting your time
sorry for wasting your time
sorry for wasting your time
sorry for wasting your time
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4ft Fingers Hopeless Romantic

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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