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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 |
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 |
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 |
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 :1orglaugh |
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 |
yikes :uhoh
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 |
They was never mine for me to dump em
its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em jadakiss, jiggy |
"Shay on the guage and Vanilla on the Nine!"
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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 |
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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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. : ) |
It's the soul, afraid of dying,
That never learns to live |
you guys have a fucked up taste of lyrics, or yet music
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I'm far from broke, got enough bread
And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head Big L. |
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 :thumbsup |
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 |
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. |
"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! :thumbsup |
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. :1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh |
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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.. |
I know what I want, I just don't know how to... agh, go about gettin it. - Hendrix :winkwink:
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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 |
any NOFX lyrics are awesome
"you dont know me let alone my intent, actions do not always self represent" |
"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." |
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 |
yea that is a damn good song by eminem
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(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 |
i think eminem is def a lyrical master, true talent
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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 |
"if youve got some big fucking secret then why dont u sing me something"-perry farrell
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WTF I didn't know consecutive = = =s get filtered into hahahahahas lmaoooooo oops
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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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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 |
When the times right .. i'm a put this 9 right to the left side of your head and push your mind right .....:BangBang:
chains so icy i got goose bumps on my neck ... .....bling bling Fabulous ... |
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 |
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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