lets PASTE in some music lyrics! biatch

Oh comely
I will be with you when you lose your breath
Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left
With some pretty bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest
But oh comely
It isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess
In your memory
You're drunk on your automy
It doesn't mean anything at all
Oh comely
All of your friends are letting you blow
Bristling and ugly
Bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
Of some pretty bright and bubbly friend
You could need to say comforting things in your ear
But oh comely
There isn't such one friend that you could find here
Standing next to me
He's only my enemy
I'll crush him with everything I own
Say what you want to say
And hang for your hollow ways
Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle for me

Your father made fetuses
With flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother
Were asleep in the trailer park
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you needed for comforting
So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings
And bend all your notes for me
Soft silly music is meaningful magical
The movements were beautiful
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me
Say what you want to say
And hang for your hollow ways
Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle for me

And I know they buried her body with others
Her sister and mother and 500 families
And will she remember me 50 years later
I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine
Know all your enemies
We know who are enemies are
Know all your enemies
We know who are enemies are

Goldaline my dear
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
Place your body here
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine

yo yo this is wild
card

w to the z

whasup

im out

la da di da da da, ohhhhh la la diii da da.
oohhhhh laaaa.....

I Got 5 On It
Luniz
Album: Operation Stackola


1-People in Oakland...Oakland
Woo, see I'm ridin higher and higher, woo-oo
Kinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five

(VERSE 1)
Player, give me some brew an I might just chill,
but I'm the type that like to light another joint
Like Cypress Hill
I'm steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it,
I got some bucks on it, but it ain't enuff on it
go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
never the less, I'm hella Fresh,
rollin joints like a cigarrette
so pass it cross the table like Ping Pong,
I'm gone, beatin my chest like King Kong,
it's on, wrap my lips around a 40,
and when it comes to get another stogie,
fools all kick in like Shinobi
no, me ain't my homie to begin with,
it's too many heads to be poppin at my friend hit it
unless you pull out the phat, crispy
five dollar bill on the real before its history
cos fools be havin the vaccum lungs,
an if you let em hit it for free,
you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"
I come to school with a taylor on my earlobe
avoidin all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
I be blowin up the land like where tha bomb at?
give me two bucks,
you take a puff, and pass my bomb back
suck up the dank like a slurpy the serious bomb
will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy
I got more growin pains than Maggie
cos homies nag me,
to take the dank out of the baggie


1-I got five on it,
grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it,
messin wit that Indo weed
I got five on it,
it's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it,
potna lets go half on a sack

(VERSE 2)
I take sacks to the face,
whenever I can,
don't need no cruch
I'm so keyed up,
till the joint be burnin my hand
next time I roll it in a hampa (slang for hav-a-tampa cigars)
to burn slo,
so the ashes won't be burnin up my hand, bra
hoochies can hit,
but they know they got to pitch in,
then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
cos I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
hell no, you betta bring your own spliff, chief
wassup, don't make me sip that,
better pass the JOINT!
stop hittin cos you know ya got Asthma
crack a 40 open, homie, an guzzel it,
cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonley
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know how I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,
an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,
but the Tanqueray straight had me
(repeat 1)

(VERSE 3)
(2)hey, make this right man,
stop at the light man,
my yester night thang got me hung off the night train
you fade, i face
so let's head to da east
hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheets
I wish I could fade the ache
but I'm no budget,
still rollin a 2 door cutglass, same 'ole bucket
foggy windows, soggy Indo,
I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk
(1)been smoked,
yuk'll, the sprayer lay it down,(yuk stands for yukmouth)
up in the OAK the Town
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
then eaz up,
speed up through the ESO drink the V.S.O.P.
P up with the lemon squeeze up
and everybody's rolled up, I'm da rolla
that's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia
hold up, suck up my weed as all you do
kick in feed, cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo
(rpt 1)

I wanna slit your throat and fuck the wound...

I gave you money, power, respect, cars and gold
Made you a star, platinum cards, scar up your foes
Had your back, through it all, my love never expired
Down to do it all, I did it, no matter what you desired
All I required, was that you keep it real with me
And any man that crossed your path would have to deal with me
He was in it in the beginning and through the start of it all
On 24th Street, rappin' for guns and smokes
Write bars everyday, stay battlin' niggas
On the corner, in the hood, dismantlein' niggas
I was watchin' you, vowed that you could excel at somethin'
Instead of sittin' in the dank house steady inhalin' somethin'
So I snatched you up, put you at the right place at the right time
Open mic night at the club, with the right bass and the right rhymes
Got discovered, your chance of a lifetime, got a contract big
Now you pushin' cassettes and compact discs
Doin' videos and shows too fast
With your crew, thirty deep, smokin' O's and hash
But you didn't want to sign autographs, no respect for your fans
You forgot where you came from, you think you the man!
I gave you money, then when your second album dropped
Dubbed you with bad reviews, low sales, and this was the plot
You got dropped from the label's roster and lost all that you gained
Not a peep to your name cuz you disrespected the game

-- Maniac's voice --
It rubs the lotion on it's skin, it does this when it's told.
It rubs the lotion on it's skin, or else it gets the hose.

And when it's done, there's one more thing, a simple little task.
It's put the fucking lotion in the basket.

Put the fucking lotion in the basket.
All these stupid women are the same.

It helps me not to think of them as human.
So I call them IT instead of by their name.

-- Helpless victim fat girl's voice --
Mr please, no more abuse. Can't you see there's no excuse.
My family's probably wondering where I've been

etc...


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# 6

Here Our Soldiers Stand From All Around The World
Waiting In A Line To Hear The Battle Cry
All Are Gathered Here Victory Is Near
The Sound Will Fill The Hall Bringing Power To Us All
We Alone Are Fighting For Metal That Is True
We Own The Right To Live The Fight We're Here For All Of You
Now Swear The Blood Upon Your Steel Will Never Dry
Stand And Fight Together Beneath The Metal Sky

Brothers Everywhere
Raise Your Hands Into The Air
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World
Like Thunder From The Sky
Sworn To Fight And Die
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World

Many Stand Against Us But They Will Never Win
We Said We Would Return And Here We Are Again
To Bring Them All Destruction Suffering And Pain
We Are The Hammer Of The Gods We Are Thunder Wind And Rain

There They Wait In Fear With Swords In Feeble Hands
With Dreams To Be A King First One Should Be A Man
I Call Them Out And Charge Them All With A Life That Is A Lie
And In Their Final Hour They Shall Confess Before They Die

Brothers Everywhere
Raise Your Hands Into The Air
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World
Like Thunder From The Sky
Sworn To Fight And Die
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World

If I Should Fall In Battle My Brothers Who Fight By My Side
Gather My Horse And Weapons Tell My Family How I Died
Until Then I Will Be Strong I Will Fight For All That Is Real
All Who Stand In My Way Will Die By Steel

Brothers Everywhere
Raise Your Hands Into The Air
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World
Like Thunder From The Sky
Sworn To Fight And Die
We're Warriors
Warriors Of The World

Manowar

Mortician

Morbid - bringer of death
Descends - unto the earth
Exhumes - the fresh graves
Corpses - are turned to slaves
He drains your blood and embalms you alive
Steals your soul as your body rots and dies
Mortuary - his morbid home
Cemetery - his creatures roam
Enter - your life will end
Creeping - spheres descend
The spheres drill the blood and the brains from your head
Your body twists and jerks until your finally dead
Funeral's over the casket's closed
Your body starts to decompose
Remains are to be destroyed
Brought into the crematory
Enters - into your home
He comes - to take your soul
Mortician - you can't escape
Dead - you're in the hearse

Brutally Mutilated

Dismembered limbs
Severed spine
On your flesh
Maggots dine
Cut off head
Ripped out eyes
A bloody corpse
Unrecognized
Torn apart
Mangled flesh
You are left
A bloody mess

Necrocannibal

Enter to the graveyard
Walk among the tombstones
Smell the putrid stench of
Rotting flesh, decayed bones
Unearthing a fresh grave
Open up the coffin
Hunger for flesh you crave
A feast you will begin
Show the dead no remorse
Rip out all the brains
Mortify the helpless corpse
Eat all the fucking remains
Hunger not satisfied
Still you crave for more flesh
Torn apart the corpse lies
Maggots will eat the rest

You suck ass you fuckin newbie

la la la di da
la la la di da

You suck ass you fukin newbie

Fuck you and your stupid post

Welcome to GFY and

Ballad Of Dwight Fry
Performed by Alice Cooper

Mommy where's daddy? He's been gone for so long.
Do you think he'll ever come home?

I was gone for fourteen days
I coulda been gone for more
Held up in the intensive care ward
lyin on the floor

I was gone for all those days
but I, was not all alone
I made friends with a lot of people
in the danger zone

See my lonely life unfold
I see it every day
See my only mind explode
Since I've gone away

I think I lost some weight there
and I---I'm sure I need some rest
Sleepin don't come very easy
in a straight white vest

Should like to see that little children
She's only four years old---old
I'd give her back all of her play things
even, even the ones I stole

See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday
See my lonely mind explode
when I've gone insane

I wanna get out of here
I wanna, I wanna get out of here
I gotta get out of here
I gotta get out of here
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Ya gotta let me out of here
Let me outta here
I gotta get outta here
Let me outta here
I gotta get outta here
Let me outta here
I gotta get outta here

See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday
See my only mind explode
Blow up in my face

I grabbed my hat and I got my coat
and I, I ran into the street
I saw a man that was choking there
I guess he couldn't breathe
Said to myself this is very strange
I'm glad it wasn't me
But now I hear those sirens callin'
and so I am not free

I DIDN'T WANNA BE
I DIDN'T WANNA BE
I DIDN'T WANNA BE
(See my lonely life unfold)
I DIDN'T WANNA BE
(I see it every day)
LEAVE ME ALONE I DIDN'T WANNA BE
DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!
See my lonely mind explode
when I've gone INSAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNE!

"So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit...."

She had a moist vagina
I particularly enjoy the circumference
I've been sucking the walls of her anus

Marijuana

I prefered her to any other

Marijuana

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that was an average house music tune :