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  • sean416
    Confirmed User
    • Feb 2004
    • 3633

    #1

    Post some good lyrics

    post your favorite lyrics, not a whole song.. just a couple lines so that those of us who have short attention spans can read without the mind wandering.

    it can be anything, rap, rock, whatever

    I sink this ball in your hole, I'm Tiger Woods
    If the money was the grass and your ass was tee
    when I hit it with this club love you comin with me
    Grip you right up under your ass, put your back on the wall
    Kinda tipsy, seein triple, so I'm fuckin ya all

    Jay-Z, who ya wit prt 2, in my life time vol.1

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  • sean416
    Confirmed User
    • Feb 2004
    • 3633

    #2
    Talking you got a man, okay ma and
    That's high school making me chase you around for months
    Have an affair act like an adult for once

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    • AVM
      Confirmed User
      • Feb 2004
      • 1890

      #3
      My game's tight, i could talk the Virgin Mary out her panties the same night -- Ras Kass

      Turn your tux red...far from broke got enough bread...
      and mad hoes...ask 'Beavis' i get nothing Butt Head - Big L

      You couldn't make the crowd "throw up" they hands, if they swallowed they fingers. - Eminem

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      • sean416
        Confirmed User
        • Feb 2004
        • 3633

        #4
        nice nice... rass kass, big l, good shit.

        Look, I'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh)
        I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh)
        I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions



        Niggas catchin headaches, what? What? You need aspirin?
        This type of pain, you couldn't even kill with Midol
        Fuck around get sprayed with Lysol
        In your face like a can of mace, baby
        Is it burnin? Well fuck it, now you're learnin

        - ODB, Brooklyn Zoo

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        • DarkBob
          Confirmed User
          • Jun 2001
          • 2300

          #5
          Tied Tight To The Bed
          Legs Spread Open
          Bruised Flesh, Lacerations
          Skin Stained With Blood
          I'm The Only One You Love
          I Feel Her Heart Beating
          My Knife Deep Inside
          Her Crotch Is Bleeding

          Cannibal Corpse - Fucked with a Knife
          Bling Cash Kicks Ass

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          • sean416
            Confirmed User
            • Feb 2004
            • 3633

            #6
            yikes


            here's the man bobby digital

            That raggy ass pussy a starving dog wouldn't eat
            Turn your fat ass sideways
            Your stretchmarks are like the US highways

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            • sean416
              Confirmed User
              • Feb 2004
              • 3633

              #7
              They was never mine for me to dump em
              its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em


              jadakiss, jiggy

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              • Rob
                I'm a great bowler.
                • Nov 2003
                • 13310

                #8
                "Shay on the guage and Vanilla on the Nine!"

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                • TheMob
                  Confirmed User
                  • Jan 2003
                  • 8584

                  #9
                  Living in the city, I've been abused
                  The jobs I keep, the people I meet
                  Don't do more than make me amused
                  Everywhere I turn now, just more bad news
                  So don't look now and don't ask how
                  We're gonna find our way back to the Animal Zoo

                  Oh no, something went wrong
                  Well you're much too fat and a little too long
                  Hey hey, you got too much to lose
                  Gotta find your way back to the Animal Zoo

                  Looking at my body, I'm slipping down
                  The air I breathe, the water I drink
                  Is se lling me short and turning me round
                  Everyone I see now on their way too
                  So don't look now and don't ask how
                  We're gonna find our way back to the Animal Zoo

                  Oh no, something went wrong
                  Well you're much too fat and a little too long
                  Hey hey, you got too much to lose
                  Gotta find your way back to the Animal Zoo

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                  • fl_prn_str
                    Confirmed User
                    • Aug 2004
                    • 5736

                    #10
                    What's with these homies dissin' my girl?
                    Why do they gotta front?
                    What did we ever do to these guys
                    That made them so violent?


                    Buddy Holly - Weezer

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                    • sean416
                      Confirmed User
                      • Feb 2004
                      • 3633

                      #11
                      Originally posted by fl_prn_str
                      What's with these homies dissin' my girl?
                      Why do they gotta front?
                      What did we ever do to these guys
                      That made them so violent?


                      Buddy Holly - Weezer

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                      • Noir
                        Confirmed User
                        • Dec 2004
                        • 449

                        #12
                        I need a hole
                        I don't need no hips
                        I laid a line of coke on her tits
                        That's when I ripped off her dirty shit-filled drawers

                        *skip*

                        I need a hole
                        I don't need no hips
                        I need the taste of dick on my lips
                        I fucked her asshole with a piece of frozen shit



                        Gotta love GWAR. : )
                        Last edited by Noir; 12-06-2004, 09:07 PM.

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                        • TurboTrucker
                          Confirmed User
                          • Jan 2003
                          • 2363

                          #13
                          It's the soul, afraid of dying,
                          That never learns to live

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                          • TheMob
                            Confirmed User
                            • Jan 2003
                            • 8584

                            #14
                            you guys have a fucked up taste of lyrics, or yet music

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                            • eddie-executive
                              Confirmed User
                              • Apr 2003
                              • 2061

                              #15
                              I'm far from broke, got enough bread
                              And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head

                              Big L.
                              Jealousy... is a mental cancer. ~B.C. Forbes

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                              • UltraSonic
                                Confirmed User
                                • Jul 2004
                                • 1728

                                #16
                                Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
                                Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
                                All five horizons revolved around her soul
                                As the earth to the sun
                                Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
                                Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
                                Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
                                And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
                                Of what was everything?
                                Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

                                I take a walk outside
                                I'm surrounded by some kids at play
                                I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
                                Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
                                I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
                                How quick the sun can, drop away
                                And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
                                Of what was everything (NOTE THE LACK OF QUESTION MARK)
                                All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
                                All the love gone bad turned my world to black
                                Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...yeah...

                                Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
                                I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
                                In somebody else's sky, but why
                                Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine


                                Pearl Jam - Black
                                Your Blend, Your Product

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                                • Violetta
                                  Affiliate
                                  • Jul 2004
                                  • 28735

                                  #17
                                  And as we wind on down the road
                                  Our shadows taller than our souls
                                  There walks a lady we all know
                                  Who shines white light and wants to show
                                  How everything still turns to gold
                                  And if you listen very hard
                                  The tune will come to you at last
                                  When all are one and one is all
                                  To be a rock and not to roll
                                  Woe oh oh oh oh oh
                                  And she's buying a stairway to heaven
                                  M&A Queen

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                                  • Fukeneh
                                    Confirmed User
                                    • Mar 2004
                                    • 1245

                                    #18
                                    there's a hole in the bottom of the earth
                                    where the blood pours out at the end of the day
                                    when the usualy amout of people have died.

                                    its a dying world.

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                                    • Little King
                                      Registered User
                                      • Oct 2004
                                      • 62

                                      #19
                                      "My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo,
                                      I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo
                                      Big Bottom
                                      Big Bottom
                                      Talk about bum cakes,
                                      My girl's got 'em"

                                      Spinal Tap - Brilliant stuff!
                                      Ryan - Adult Content
                                      email: [email protected]

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                                      • enter »
                                        Confirmed User
                                        • Jul 2004
                                        • 2362

                                        #20
                                        I am, Strong like a lion, No denyin'
                                        I'm in effect and you suckas are tryin'
                                        to get with me, ya can't hang
                                        doin' it like this I'm in with a Bang
                                        goes Boom like thunder, and you wonder
                                        how in the world can the hammer be under - neath me
                                        He's gonna beat me. Say yes to the master and I will teach thee.


                                        «-- offer extended through New Years (icq286487452)

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                                        • Theo
                                          HAL 9000
                                          • May 2001
                                          • 34515

                                          #21
                                          Originally posted by sean416
                                          post your favorite lyrics, not a whole song.. just a couple lines so that those of us who have short attention spans can read without the mind wandering.
                                          fuck that shit

                                          here's the whole deal :-)


                                          2Pac]
                                          (hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word
                                          It's like all we got left - teardrops and closed caskets
                                          (throw it up fool, hey nigga, haha)
                                          Tell me how you feel homey

                                          (Yeah, it took a week to go down)
                                          You recollects and see how crazy it sounds
                                          The whole town's on a mission, adolescents (penitentary bound)
                                          (Now introducin Young Trigga)
                                          Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger
                                          Just anotha wild-ass nigga
                                          (But he was fiendin for Precious) WHAT?
                                          (But Precious was a ghetto girl)
                                          Couldn't be no sex without that gold Lexus
                                          (But Lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers)
                                          Seein visions of people smokin and niggaz catchin vapors
                                          Got his man from around the corner (we'll call him Lil' Mo)
                                          (Been in so many reform schools they had to let him go)
                                          (Here's where the plot thickens)
                                          They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin
                                          (They call the squad, hittin blocks with they guns blowin)
                                          (Somebody's gonna die tonight)
                                          Still no one's knowin, so they kept goin
                                          Catchin dealers comin out they cars (will they survive?)
                                          (Two semi-automatic nines, them niggaz died)
                                          (Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate
                                          to death and wish they could die) So peep the lesson
                                          But wait a minute back to Precious
                                          She's snortin dope in the back seat of Trigg's Lexus
                                          TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS

                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets
                                          [Lawz] TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets

                                          (Don't let these ghetto streets get you, Precious)
                                          (was the victim, from a dime to a nickel)
                                          Hopin God's blessings stick with ya
                                          Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin bigger
                                          Familiar face, but a man now, it's Lil' Trigga
                                          Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the fullest
                                          Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets
                                          (All he wanted was to be a thug)
                                          Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
                                          (Here's where it gets ya)
                                          Now Precious is pregnant, Lil' Trigga is happy
                                          He wants to marry her now (not knowin he ain't the daddy)
                                          But Precious was lonely while Lil' Trigga was makin dough
                                          She's slippin in secret places and gettin with Lil' Mo
                                          The neighborhood's buzzin, now people are talkin
                                          Lil' Trigga's gettin pictures of the both of 'em walkin
                                          (Hand in hand, couldn't understand)
                                          How his baby's mama could disapear with another man
                                          (and his best friend)
                                          Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't believe me
                                          Then watch the way that this story ends and maybe you'll see
                                          There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin
                                          Just the smoke from the cap peelin a man with no feelings
                                          TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS

                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets
                                          Bury you dead and look ahead
                                          A man with no feelings
                                          [Lawz] TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets
                                          That's all we got left, that's all

                                          [Outlawz]
                                          Now with the problems of poverty
                                          and the tricks to these tales
                                          How many people'll die
                                          how many'll live to tell
                                          Although best friends before
                                          Lil' Trigga and Mo
                                          (They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't know)
                                          Behind the curtains their privacy lust is already laid down
                                          The results is the same with different names and it turns out

                                          [2Pac]
                                          Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the same old town
                                          Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's played out
                                          Think it's Lil' Mo (was plottin plans on gettin bigger)
                                          (Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga)
                                          All the while let's look at Precious
                                          Too dumb to see what's goin down (too doped up to ask questions)
                                          Used to be comrades (but now we blast on sight)
                                          What could be so bad (God, will we last tonight?)
                                          From misdemeanors to felonies, small-time to sellin ki's
                                          I can't believe the shit they tellin me
                                          They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
                                          (Precious, Lil' Mo and Trigg)
                                          TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS

                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Aiy QBIII in this motherfucker
                                          Teardrops and closed caskets
                                          We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades
                                          (that's right)
                                          All the homies that didn't make it to see this day
                                          (rest in peace)
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Yaknahmean? I know it's hard out there, heheh
                                          with teardrops and closed caskets
                                          It's like that's all we got to look forward to these days
                                          Murders, brothers dyin, funerals
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Shit, it's like I done ran out of suits homey
                                          I done ran out of tears
                                          Know we gon' have to do somethin y'all
                                          We gon' have to do somethin
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seein the same thing
                                          (rest in peace)
                                          Teardrops and closed caskets
                                          I send this out to M'thulu Geronimo
                                          and to, all the fallen comrades, all the soldiers
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          (to the homey Boonie, rest in peace nigga)
                                          [Pac] All the homies that fell, all the homies
                                          May God bless your families
                                          May you always live in the motherfuckin heart
                                          [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone
                                          [Pac] In a thug niggaz heart forever
                                          (that's right)
                                          Rest in peace nigga
                                          May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets
                                          We can't have peace til the niggaz get a piece
                                          [Nate] Will I..

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                                          • kowntafit
                                            Confirmed User
                                            • Jan 2004
                                            • 4667

                                            #22
                                            I know what I want, I just don't know how to... agh, go about gettin it. - Hendrix

                                            This is where my next million is coming from!

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                                            • Martin
                                              "Assassins"
                                              • Dec 2001
                                              • 17274

                                              #23
                                              I like all kinds of music but I'm loving this hip hop track. Instead of posting the lyrics I'll post the MP3
                                              Slim , Dre, 50

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                                              • ironlung
                                                Confirmed User
                                                • Aug 2004
                                                • 1012

                                                #24
                                                any NOFX lyrics are awesome

                                                "you dont know me let alone my intent, actions do not always self represent"

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                                                • Tala
                                                  Fucked if I know
                                                  • Dec 2002
                                                  • 23368

                                                  #25
                                                  "Is there anybody listening?
                                                  Is there anyone who smiles without a mask?
                                                  What's behind the words.
                                                  Images they know will please us.
                                                  I'll take what's real, bring up the lights"



                                                  "If I died tomorrow
                                                  I'd be alright
                                                  Because I believe
                                                  That after we're gone
                                                  The spirit carries on."



                                                  "This world is spinning around me
                                                  This world is spinning without me
                                                  Every day sends future to past
                                                  Every breath leaves one less to my last"



                                                  "If she sucks great cock, she's a pro.
                                                  If she spreads on the first date, she's a ho."

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                                                  • Irrum
                                                    Confirmed User
                                                    • Aug 2004
                                                    • 802

                                                    #26
                                                    I liked when eminem and benzino were battling for a while and dissing each other so here is a verse to nail in the coffin by eminem.


                                                    I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
                                                    an 83 year old fake Pachino
                                                    So how can he hold me over some balcony
                                                    without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me
                                                    Please dont, youl probably fall with me
                                                    and our asses will both be history
                                                    But then again youl finnally get your wish
                                                    cuz youl be all over the street like 50 Cent
                                                    Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
                                                    gimme a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up
                                                    Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
                                                    And you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck
                                                    dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin
                                                    You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin
                                                    and beggin motherfuckers for guest appearences
                                                    and you can even get the clearances cuz real lyricists
                                                    dont even respect you or take you serious
                                                    Its not that we dont like you, we hate you - period
                                                    Talk about a mid-life crisis damn
                                                    last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand
                                                    Now hes a busta? What the fucks with that?
                                                    Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's ass
                                                    and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me
                                                    bitch I got two cases, and probation - fight me!
                                                    What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man
                                                    ready to take whatever sentence he hands
                                                    What you know about your wife slicin her wrists
                                                    right in front of the only thing you have in this world - a little girl?
                                                    And I put that on her, when this is all over
                                                    I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
                                                    I dont know shit about no shoppin rocks
                                                    But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots?
                                                    When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin
                                                    pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin
                                                    them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos
                                                    Just makin copys of your covers of casette singles
                                                    and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer
                                                    Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers
                                                    What you know about bein bullied over half your life?
                                                    Oh thats right, you know what thats like, your half white
                                                    Vanilla Ice,spill the beans and rice, Im eaten you alive inside
                                                    Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down
                                                    You should be out killin motherfuckers right now
                                                    Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch
                                                    Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch
                                                    Slap my mom, slap the f*ck outa her!
                                                    She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you
                                                    Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin joke
                                                    If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck
                                                    you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack
                                                    you'd make alot more money than you do from rap
                                                    You never had no security, you'll never be famous
                                                    You'l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it?
                                                    Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens
                                                    terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this
                                                    and Canibus they usin too many complicated fuckin words for you
                                                    Here then let me slow it down for you
                                                    so you can understand if I say it slower:
                                                    Let it go dawg it's over

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                                                    • ironlung
                                                      Confirmed User
                                                      • Aug 2004
                                                      • 1012

                                                      #27
                                                      yea that is a damn good song by eminem

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                                                      • Irrum
                                                        Confirmed User
                                                        • Aug 2004
                                                        • 802

                                                        #28
                                                        Originally posted by ironlung
                                                        yea that is a damn good song by eminem
                                                        ya I love rap battles, it always makes it interesting, here is another verse Hail Mary with eminem, 50 cent and busta rhymes dissing ja rule.


                                                        (Busta Rhymes)
                                                        Hey yo, I been one of tha most humble rappers street to the
                                                        core
                                                        And Jeffrey, what tha f**k you come an' bother me for?
                                                        It's been a long time comin', like a...(something)
                                                        See 106(?) and Pac fans won't even respect you
                                                        It's kinda funny when you pop one fake like you thug
                                                        Goin' around talkin' shit he ain't capable of
                                                        Let me off this cocksucker, watch me handle you nigga
                                                        If I recall, Violated used to manage you nigga
                                                        We took a closer look and realized you was a imposter
                                                        There's never been a Violator on tha Murder, Inc. roster
                                                        Dumbass, now who's shootin'...aww made you look
                                                        You said Bust singin' the same ol' hook, you stupid
                                                        If ya'll shootin', I'd take a look atcha man
                                                        The bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
                                                        Cheddar Bob ass nigga, start adjustin' ya plan
                                                        You left tha streets now nigga, apologize to yo' fans
                                                        Why'd you pull that lil' stunt like you didn't know what it was
                                                        Lil' faggot desperate, tryin' to reestablish a buzz
                                                        I know dis shit is drivin' you crazy, you wonderin' how
                                                        The streets ain't never want you Beatrice, what you gon' do
                                                        now?
                                                        Nigga wanna beef wit me, then I'm beefin' wit you
                                                        I think about the game, what it's like and
                                                        WHAT WOULD IT BE WITHOUT YOU
                                                        You finished, I ain't tryin' to repeat this
                                                        Just cuz I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness

                                                        It was fun
                                                        next time you got a problem man
                                                        address me before you try to make shit a public issue homie
                                                        Now I'm gonna return back to my regular self and have fun again

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                                                        • ironlung
                                                          Confirmed User
                                                          • Aug 2004
                                                          • 1012

                                                          #29
                                                          i think eminem is def a lyrical master, true talent

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                                                          • Furious_Female
                                                            Confirmed User
                                                            • Oct 2002
                                                            • 8187

                                                            #30
                                                            Well I never pray
                                                            But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah
                                                            I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
                                                            I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
                                                            But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

                                                            - The Verve

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            What is life?
                                                            Life is like a big obstacle
                                                            Put in front of your optical to slow you down
                                                            And everytime you think you gotten past it
                                                            It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
                                                            What are friends?
                                                            Friends are people that you think are your friends
                                                            But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
                                                            And disguises, to hide they true colors
                                                            So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
                                                            They wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
                                                            What is money?
                                                            Money is what makes a man act funny
                                                            Money is the root of all evil
                                                            Money'll make them same friends come back around
                                                            Swearing that they was always down
                                                            What is life?
                                                            I'm tired of life
                                                            I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
                                                            I'm tired of committing so many sins

                                                            - Eminem

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
                                                            I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
                                                            Everytime I go to get up, I just fall in pits
                                                            My life's like one great big ball of shit
                                                            If I could just put it all into all I spit
                                                            Instead of always trying to swallow it
                                                            Instead of staring at this wall and shit
                                                            While I sit, writers block, sick of all this shit
                                                            Can't call it shit, all I know is I'm about to hit the wall
                                                            If I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
                                                            This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
                                                            I ain't dealing with another fuckin' politic
                                                            I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters up
                                                            I'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
                                                            Blow this building up, I've concealed enough
                                                            My cup runneth over, I done filled it up

                                                            - Eminem

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            Step by step
                                                            Heart to heart
                                                            Left right left
                                                            We all fall down like toy soldiers
                                                            Bit by bit, torn apart
                                                            We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers

                                                            - Martika (and Eminem 2004)

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            what I've felt
                                                            what I've known
                                                            never shined through in what I've shown
                                                            never be
                                                            never see
                                                            won't see what might have been

                                                            what I've felt
                                                            what I've known
                                                            never shined through in what I've shown
                                                            never free
                                                            never me
                                                            so I dub thee unforgiven

                                                            you labeled me
                                                            I'll label you
                                                            so I dub thee unforgiven

                                                            - Metallica

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            Did they get you to trade
                                                            Your heroes for ghosts?
                                                            Hot ashes for trees?
                                                            Hot air for a cool breeze?
                                                            Cold comfort for change?
                                                            And did you exchange
                                                            A walk on part in the war
                                                            For a lead role in a cage?

                                                            - Pink Floyd

                                                            hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

                                                            ugh... I like so many lyrics I like. I <3 music
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                                                            • burntout21
                                                              Confirmed User
                                                              • Nov 2004
                                                              • 164

                                                              #31
                                                              "if youve got some big fucking secret then why dont u sing me something"-perry farrell
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                                                              • Furious_Female
                                                                Confirmed User
                                                                • Oct 2002
                                                                • 8187

                                                                #32
                                                                WTF I didn't know consecutive = = =s get filtered into hahahahahas lmaoooooo oops
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                                                                • gangbangjoe
                                                                  Ronin
                                                                  • May 2004
                                                                  • 17693

                                                                  #33
                                                                  I am a man who walks alone
                                                                  And when I'm walking a dark road
                                                                  At night or strolling through the park

                                                                  When the light begins to change
                                                                  I sometimes feel a little strange
                                                                  A little anxious when it's dark

                                                                  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
                                                                  I have constant fear that something's
                                                                  always near
                                                                  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
                                                                  I have a phobia that someone's
                                                                  always there

                                                                  Have you run your fingers down
                                                                  the wall
                                                                  And have you felt your neck skin crawl
                                                                  When you're searching for the light?
                                                                  Sometimes when you're scared
                                                                  to take a look
                                                                  At the corner of the room
                                                                  You've sensed that something's
                                                                  watching you

                                                                  Have you ever been alone at night
                                                                  Thought you heard footsteps behind
                                                                  And turned around and no one's there?
                                                                  And as you quicken up your pace
                                                                  You find it hard to look again
                                                                  Because you're sure there's
                                                                  someone there

                                                                  Watching horror films the night before
                                                                  Debating witches and folklores
                                                                  The unknown troubles on your mind
                                                                  Maybe your mind is playing tricks
                                                                  You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
                                                                  On dancing shadows from behind

                                                                  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
                                                                  I have constant fear that something's
                                                                  always near
                                                                  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
                                                                  I have a phobia that someone's
                                                                  always there

                                                                  When I'm walking a dark road
                                                                  I am a man who walks alone

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                                                                  • sean416
                                                                    Confirmed User
                                                                    • Feb 2004
                                                                    • 3633

                                                                    #34
                                                                    Originally posted by Martin
                                                                    I like all kinds of music but I'm loving this hip hop track. Instead of posting the lyrics I'll post the MP3
                                                                    Slim , Dre, 50
                                                                    sorry to bump an old thread, but this song is dope and deserves a bump!

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                                                                    • JSA Matt
                                                                      So Fucking Banned
                                                                      • Aug 2003
                                                                      • 5464

                                                                      #35
                                                                      A dead issue, don't wrestle with it, deaf ears are sleeping
                                                                      A guilty bliss, so inviting (let me in), nailed to the cross

                                                                      I feel you, relate to you, accuse you
                                                                      Wash away us all, take us with the floods
                                                                      Then throughout the night, they were raped and executed
                                                                      Cold hearted world
                                                                      Your language unheard of, the vast sound of tuning out
                                                                      The rash of negativity is seen one sidedly, burn away the day

                                                                      The nervous, the drifting, the heaving
                                                                      Wash away us all, take us with the floods
                                                                      Then throughout the day mankind played with grenades
                                                                      Cold hearted world
                                                                      And at night they might bait the pentagram
                                                                      Extinguishing the sun
                                                                      Wash away man, take him with the floods

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                                                                      • MikeVega
                                                                        **Porntrepreneur**
                                                                        • Jul 2004
                                                                        • 12788

                                                                        #36
                                                                        When the times right .. i'm a put this 9 right to the left side of your head and push your mind right .....

                                                                        chains so icy i got goose bumps on my neck ... .....bling bling

                                                                        Fabulous ...


                                                                        Mike Vega-ICQ:253868499-AIM:mikeydicevega

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                                                                        • Ron
                                                                          Confirmed User
                                                                          • Feb 2002
                                                                          • 408

                                                                          #37
                                                                          Just cause you don't understand what's going on
                                                                          ...don't mean it don't make no sense
                                                                          And just cause you don't like it,...don't mean it aint no good

                                                                          And let me tell you something

                                                                          Before you go taking a walk in my world,
                                                                          ...you better take a look at the real world
                                                                          Cause this aint no Mr. Rogers Neighborhood
                                                                          Can you say "feel like shit?"
                                                                          Yea maybe sometimes I do feel like shit
                                                                          I aint happy about it, but I'd rather feel like shit
                                                                          ...than be full of shit!
                                                                          And if I offended you, Oh I'm sorry
                                                                          But, maybe you needed to be offended
                                                                          But here's my apology and one more thing...Fuck you!
                                                                          Cause you can't bring me down



                                                                          Suicidal Tendencies - You cant bring me down
                                                                          Ron

                                                                          *Hate: A special kind of love given to people who suck *
                                                                          *Those are my principles. If you don't like them... I have others.*

                                                                          -=[Birdy birdy in the sky, left a poopie in my eye. Me don't care, me don't cry, me just happy that a cow can't fly!!]=-

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                                                                          • fl_prn_str
                                                                            Confirmed User
                                                                            • Aug 2004
                                                                            • 5736

                                                                            #38
                                                                            Another-

                                                                            A little less conversation, a little more action please
                                                                            All this aggravation ain?t satisfactioning me
                                                                            A little more bite and a little less bark
                                                                            A little less fight and a little more spark
                                                                            Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
                                                                            Satisfy me baby

                                                                            Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
                                                                            Drifting through a summer breeze
                                                                            It?s a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
                                                                            Come along with me and put your mind at ease

                                                                            A little less conversation, a little more action please
                                                                            All this aggravation ain?t satisfactioning me
                                                                            A little more bite and a little less bark
                                                                            A little less fight and a little more spark
                                                                            Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
                                                                            Satisfy me baby

                                                                            Come on baby I?m tired of talking
                                                                            Grab your coat and let?s start walking
                                                                            Come on, come on
                                                                            Come on, come on
                                                                            Come on, come on
                                                                            Don?t procrastinate, don?t articulate
                                                                            Girl it?s getting late, gettin? upset waitin? around

                                                                            A little less conversation, a little more action please
                                                                            All this aggravation ain?t satisfactioning me
                                                                            A little more bite and a little less bark
                                                                            A little less fight and a little more spark
                                                                            Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
                                                                            Satisfy me baby



                                                                            Elvis Presley

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