Best Lyrics.

[What Would Kevin Do?]

So I'm curious, what band/singer/rapper do you guys think have the best lyrics... I don't care why, whether it's meaningful lyrics, or just lyrics that sound good... Also, feel free to post some.

[Mic Blaze]

Well Im a major rap fan so I'll just speak on rappers whom I think have the best lyrics. Jay-Z and Eminem by far havee the best lyrics. Thought Jay is a more materialistic rapper he has songs for every mood. It just so happens he's flithy rich. Jay got "Meet The Parents" for a compellin story, "Money Cash Hoes" for the obvious,"Take Over" to destroy Nas,"Where I'm From" to rep his hood,"You Must Love Me" for the heartfelt story of points in his life,and "Song Cry" for the ladies.
Eminem just had lyrics that are just sick no matter what. I havent really ever heard an EM song I didnt like.

[el fregadero]

Pink Floyd/Rage Against The Machine/Maynard/Beastie Boys

Take your pic.

[What Would Kevin Do?]

I'm a huge fan of KMFDM and their lyrics... Also, some Guns and Roses ( Mainly Coma, estranged, Dead Horse, etc.) Eminem is great. Pink Floyd and The Who are also top notch.

[Dazz]

Rakim - The Watcher Part II, taken from Jay-Z's album the Blueprint II, the Gift and the Curse.

I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics thangs
It turn traumatic teens into addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screen
Which means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter pocket
Some take the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it
take away the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and can't nobody keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is never sunny
In the place where the number one cause of death is money
You can try copin
I've seen enough shit to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still alive and scopin
Be another hundred years 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]

[asphyXy]

<font color=969696>Dark Tranquillity by far.</font>

[Joeleosis]

Word to Dark Tranquillity. Except when they cover Maiden. Everytime that song starts playing on my stereo I bust out laughing, "IF YOU'RE DARK DEPRESSED AND LONELY." lol not even gonna go further than that.

My personal favorite would have to be either Neil Young or Marilyn Manson. You decide.

[mitchables]

Depends on what I'm looking for in the lyrics.

For hilarity: The Vandals

For fu</>cked up shit: The Mars Volta

For meaningful, emotion-filled, "I'm about to cry" lyrics: Bright Eyes

For anguished, emotion filled lyrics: Thursday

For melancholy "I'll always be the best friend :emotear:" lyrics: Armor For Sleep

Notable mentions as all-rounders:

Brand New, Senses Fail, Ben Folds Five, Propagandhi, and No Use For A Name.

[Kris P Lettus]

Biggie
Cee Lo
Method Man
Rakim
Charlie 2Na
Gift of Gab
Biz Markie
Big L


I'll prolly ad more..

[da_king]

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rap? probably public enemy

BURN HOLLYWOOD BURN

Burn Hollywood burn I smell a riot
Goin' on first they're guilty now they're gone
Yeah I'll check out a movie
But it'll take a Black one to move me
Get me the hell away from this TV
All this news and views are beneath me
Cause all I hear about is shots ringin' out
About gangs puttin' each other's head out
So I rather kick some slang out
All right fellas let's go hang out
Hollywood or would they not
Make us all look bad like I know they had
But some things I'll never forget yeah
So step and fetch this shit
For all the years we looked like clowns
The joke is over smell the smoke from all around
Burn Hollywood burn

Ice Cube is down with the PE
Now every single bitch wanna see me
Big Daddy is smooth word to muther
Let's check out a flick that exploits the color
Roamin' thru Hollywood late at night
Red and blue lights what a common sight
Pulled to the curb gettin' played like a sucker
Don't fight the power ... the mother ****er

As I walk the streets of Hollywood Boulevard
Thinkin' how hard it was to those that starred
In the movies portrayin' the roles
Of butlers and maids slaves and hoes
Many intelligent Black men seemed to look uncivilized
When on the screen
Like a guess I figure you to play some jigaboo
On the plantation, what else can a ****** do
And Black women in this profession
As for playin' a lawyer, out of the question
For what they play Aunt Jemima is the perfect term
Even if now she got a perm
So let's make our own movies like Spike Lee
Cause the roles being offered don't strike me
There's nothing that the Black man could use to earn
Burn Hollywood burn


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[Blue Demon]

U2, Silverchair, Tragically Hip, Dave Matthews Band

[asphyXy]

<font color=969696>Dark Tranquillity - Shadow Duet

Shadows play - in my wilderness'
mindscape they seek;
One spiteful and wicked,
one humble and meek
A windswept pale landscape
of edified thought
Two frictional forces
a triad have brought

Woven within me, the aerial mist sink falling,
slowly traversing the atmosphere calling

A soft breeze whispers slowly
in the valley in my mind
And its breath, both foul and holy
is like the deer to a dying hind;

Wordless - yet in soul so true
Nameless - yet it lives in you
Shapeless - like the purity of pain
Lawful - when all fear is slain

One shadow of beauty, caressing the flowers
The paleness of winter reflects in her eyes

Deity of stardom, Enticer of stardoom
maternal - eternal, blinded by visions
Serenity fades with the darkening of skies
of sunlight nocturnal

One shadow of Darkness, a shade of deep hate
A wanderer's spectre with fury ablaze
In sheets of sharp silver laid youthful to die
reborn into vengeance, dark flames dance in grace

Dark flames dance in grace
the grace of Storms

One shadow of beauty,
One shadow of darkness,
Sailing free on the seas within my mind

Surging dark oceans - perpetual waters
Creator of life and reclaimer of souls

Mother Ocean!

Watching the deep fjords uneasily moving
Whipping the white waves towards the cold air
Rising like swans in a sacred, sudden motion
A cascade of lost feathers adrift on the sea

Hark!
A serenade in the tongue of the wind...

The sight of Centuries, so sonorous in the bower,
hovering further athwart a leafy cower
A shelter for those whose time's wind make them wither
And therefore they chose to guide this time-wind hither

Alas, in tune with the tide of time
I was,
but I'm not,
nor I'll be with its pride

Yes, aeons have flown
but more is to come
For I know time;
a friend I greet with open arms
- a brotherhood of deadly harm
...and joy

But time is not eternal, their life-stars not immortal
Setting souls can never pass through the pearly portal
No bliss be given...nor joy

Flowing down the gates of Hell
- FIRE!

I cry for you...

Don't spill your tears for me
but for your kit and kin;

My scions of light?

Depraved of the lust and the treasure of pleasure
which is fuel of life and glory

Silent your dark desires within entirety's light

Solitude...Sanctity...Sanctuary...Sanctum
...Tranquillity

Hear me,
You who hold the fate of stars in hand,
before Creation's eye I stand,
my soul set free in Summerland!

Mighty the strands of the universe
A chaosvoid's tomb of dead worlds
Hark! What?
Divinity flows in your heart,
cat it alight - the seed of all art

Slowly reborn from a sunless state of mind
Silent, your fool!
Thine words are untrue
- remember Endymion's crestfallen tears
Serene art the gods, yet pain is their way
He touched by the heavens, his hellfire nears

Free now your heavenly body of air!

Come bathe in the rays of the all-seeing one,
holding the fate of all life in both hands;
Breathing new life-force like goldmade from sand

My winged steed of moonlight,
black stallion of Thunder
We rode above the greenish Earth
and tore the green asunder
But what you left bleeding
Destroyed a soulforsaken world
And your deeds of sharp silver
Decoyed a mindforsaken herd

A duet of shadows, a duet of thoughts;
Of beings we feed with the dust of our thoughts
Residing within us, the twofold wheel of life
Of insight created: a triad of Jewels

(A thin leaf of the life-tree's truth)

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Dark Tranquillity - Lethe

Lethe
Give me the drink of the fluid
That disintegrates
And lend me the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

Hold me near, unravel the stars
As I speed through the heavens
Speed through the night
For you are my blade and my rope
Your are my
Lethe

In currents of cobalt
You storm through my heart
To sever, to puncture
The memories that burn
Let sweep through the arteries
In sharp stabs of pain
Your talonlike fingers to kill me again

Steal me, invade me and charge me again
For I burn and I shudder
Burn with each movement of

So, cleansed through a floodlight
I appear; reforged and renewed
Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe,
Hold me near, my one friend and guide
As I drown through your fingers
Drown through your love
For you are the life I hate
You are my
Lethe

Drag me down, in passionate sighs
With the ocean above me
And flames in my eyes
And grant me a life I can live
Without...

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Dark Tranquillity - Nightfall By The Shore Of Time

A shimmertrace of divinity lost
in the beckoning midnight vault
(We are) lulled within the wake
of a cold November's nightfall

Nightfall...

A communion of life and eternity,
of Races scattered in the depths
of the universal dark

Above us minds went sailing free
and blossomed in the vast nocturnal sea

Paragon of beauty,
Oh, spark of Creation;
We march to the rhythm of the Night

Starborn flew the Dove of Man
in the eventide of life,
whose wonders crowned
our yesterdays with light

Fire - Earth - Water - Wind

We lived beneath the waning moon of truth
And danced in hunger for the Powermind
(of Youth)

Like the dark to a dying Flame;
Sweepingly embracing its grieving remains
Defiantly blazing the black that awaits
Counting the days 'til the new Age awaits

Times' lustful cyclones arise,
Piercing the fairest of Skies
In elysian awakening of spiritual glory
we see what our history belies

Meadows of Asphodel
Burning in the hunted dawn
Tragedies die among fiery flames
as the firewood of Wisdom is sawn

Our Guardians were blind
My lightbringer ephemeral

Within the heart of all;
A cold and dusky melancholy night,
as ever sullied the fair face of light

Whose seeds of life they grind
To dust, of vapour is our mind
...evermore

Paragon of beauty,
Oh, spark of Creation;
We march to the rhythm of the Night

Nightfall by the shore of time,
a tidal wave of fire and woe
Swept away with the last of life
the core of the enigma as bestowed

Our crystal spirits melt to flow
the mountainside along
To join as one with seas of old
in symbiotic songs:

"Communion... Within the Oversoul
of the Universe"

We are but fragment of Eternity,
pale shadows of what we'll once be

In life's outer regions I will find
the foremost Tranquility
Chanting the odes of Magonia
A soulstream in flight to the Otherworld

...to the Otherworld</font>

[Eternalone79]

I Can not belive the rap people did not mention 2Pac...or are you refering to only living...because if not IMO he was and is one of the best ever...for many different reasons

[Kris P Lettus]

I Can not belive the rap people did not mention 2Pac...or are you refering to only living...because if not IMO he was and is one of the best ever...for many different reasons

Not a big Pac fan.. Never have been, never will be...

:-\

[el fregadero]

<font color="#ccffcc">

rap? probably public enemy

BURN HOLLYWOOD BURN

Burn Hollywood burn I smell a riot
Goin' on first they're guilty now they're gone
Yeah I'll check out a movie
But it'll take a Black one to move me
Get me the hell away from this TV
All this news and views are beneath me
Cause all I hear about is shots ringin' out
About gangs puttin' each other's head out
So I rather kick some slang out
All right fellas let's go hang out
Hollywood or would they not
Make us all look bad like I know they had
But some things I'll never forget yeah
So step and fetch this shit
For all the years we looked like clowns
The joke is over smell the smoke from all around
Burn Hollywood burn

Ice Cube is down with the PE
Now every single bitch wanna see me
Big Daddy is smooth word to muther
Let's check out a flick that exploits the color
Roamin' thru Hollywood late at night
Red and blue lights what a common sight
Pulled to the curb gettin' played like a sucker
Don't fight the power ... the mother ****er

As I walk the streets of Hollywood Boulevard
Thinkin' how hard it was to those that starred
In the movies portrayin' the roles
Of butlers and maids slaves and hoes
Many intelligent Black men seemed to look uncivilized
When on the screen
Like a guess I figure you to play some jigaboo
On the plantation, what else can a ****** do
And Black women in this profession
As for playin' a lawyer, out of the question
For what they play Aunt Jemima is the perfect term
Even if now she got a perm
So let's make our own movies like Spike Lee
Cause the roles being offered don't strike me
There's nothing that the Black man could use to earn
Burn Hollywood burn


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:heart:

[El Capitano Gatisto]

Those Dark Tranquility lyrics are hilarious.

[Sickboy]

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds by far.

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Song Of Joy

Have mercy on me, sir
Allow me to impose on you
I have no place to stay
And my bones are cold right through
I will tell you a story
Of a man and his family
And I swear that it is true

Ten years ago I met a girl named Joy
She was a sweet and happy thing
Her eyes were bright blue jewels
And we were married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness a little love could bring
Or what life had in store
But all things move toward their end
All things move toward their end
On that you can be sure

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Then one morning I awoke to find her weeping
And for many days to follow
She grew so sad and lonely
Became Joy in name only
Within her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set sail
Farewell happy fields
Where joy forever dwells
Hail horrors hail

Was it an act of contrition or some awful premonition
As if she saw into of her final blood-soaked night
Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see, sir, that I have your attention!
Well, could it be?
How often I’ve asked that question
Well, then in quick succession
We had babies, one, two, three

We called them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They were their mother’s children
Their eyes were bright blue jewels
And they were quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the house
No, not from Hilda, Hattie or Holly
“No wonder”, people said, “poor mother Joy’s so melancholy”
Well, one night there came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick friend
I was a doctor then
Joy and the girls were on their own

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Joy had been bound with electrical tape
In her mouth a gag
She’d been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a sleeping bag
In their very cots my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the same way as my wife’s
Method of murder much the same way as my wife’s
It was midnight when I arrived home
Said to the police on the telephone
Someone’s taken four innocent lives

They never caught the man
He’s still on the loose
It seems he has done many many more
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim’s blood
The police are investigating at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote, “red right hand”
That, I’m told is from Paradise Lost
The wind round here gets wicked cold
But my story is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring quite a frost

And so I’ve left my home
I drift from land to land
I am upon your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you recon me a friend?
The sun to me is dark
And silent as the moon
Do you, sir, have a room?
Are you beckoning me in?

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

[Sickboy]

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Up Jumped the Devil

O My O My
What a wretched life
I was born on the day
That my poor mother died
I was cut from her belly
With a stanley knife
My daddy did a jig
With the drunk midwife

Who's that younder all in flames
Dragging behind him a sack of chains
Who's that younder all in flames
Up jumped the Devil and he staked his claim

O poor heart
I was doomed from the start
Doomed to play
The villians part
I was the baddest Johnny
In the apple cart
My blood was blacker
Than the of a dead nun's heart

Who's that milling on the courthouse steps
Nailing my face to the hitching fence
Who's that milling on the courthouse steps
Up jumped the Devil and off he crept

O no O no
Where could I go
With my hump of trouble
And my sack of woe
To the digs and deserts of Mexico
Where my neck was safe from the lynching rope

Who's that younder laughing at me
Like I was the brunt of some hilarity
Who's that younder laughing at me
Up jumped the Devil 1, 2, 3

Ha-Ha Ha Ha
How lucky we were
We hit the cathouse
And sampled their whares
We got as drunk
As a couple of Czars
One night I spat out
My lucky stars

Who's that dancing on the jailhouse roof
Stamping on the ramping with a cloven hoof
Who's that dancing on the jailhouse roof
Up jumped the Devil and said "Here is your man and I got a proof"

O no don't go O no
O slow down Joe
The righteous part
I straight as an arrow
Take a walk
And you'll find it too narrow
Too narrow for the likes of me

Who's that hanging from the gallow tree
His eyes are hollow but he looks like me
Who's that swinging from the gallow tree
Up jumped the Devil and took my soul from me

Down we go Down we go Down we go
The Devil and me Down we go down down down
Hell fire and flames Down we go Down we go
To Eternity Down we go We go down down down
Down we go we go down down down
Down we go the Devil and me to Eternity
We go down down down down down ad inferno

[Silent]

http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/hopesfall/thesatteliteyears.html

[Sickboy]

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Do You Love Me (part 2)

Onward! And Onward! And Onward I go
Where no man before could be bothered to go
Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes
And it's all downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken its course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack and a great hole forces
Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit
The the theatre ceiling is silver star-spangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle

There's a man in the theatre with girlish eyes
Who's holding my childhood to ransom
On the screen there's a death, there's a rustle of cloth
And a sickly voice calling me handsome
There's a man in the theatre with sly girlish eyes
On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla
There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth
And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla
This is a secret, mauled and mangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle

The walls of the ceiling are painted in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle
As the great screen crackled and popped
The clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped
And my handsome little body oddly propped
And my trousers right down to my ankles
Yes, it's onward! And upward!
And I'm off to find love
Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful

This city is an ogre squatting by the river
It gives life but it takes it away, my youth
There comes a time when you just cannot deliver
This is a fact. This is a stone cold truth.
Do you love me?
I love you, handsome
But do you love me?
Yes, I love you, you are handsome
Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth
Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes
Dreams that roam between truth and untruth
Memories that become monstrous lies
So onward! And Onward! And Onward I go!
Onward! And Upward! And I'm off to find love
With blue-black braclets on my wrists and ankles
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle

[Tranny]

Barry Manilow :heart:

"Mandy" just brings a tear to my eye every time I hear it. :'(

:shitty:

:shifty:

[fonzy]

Notable mentions as all-rounders:

Brand New, Senses Fail, Ben Folds Five, Propagandhi, and No Use For A Name.

<center><font color="#0080FF" face="Arial" Size="2">most of senses fail's lyrics are awful :wtf:</font>

[Dazz]

Depends on what I'm looking for in the lyrics.

For hilarity: The Vandals

Notable mentions as all-rounders:

Brand New, Senses Fail, Ben Folds Five, Propagandhi, and No Use For A Name.

What songs of their other then My Girlfriends dead are funny? Thats their only song I have heard. Also, I think Nerf Herder - Sorry is a pretty funny song.

Brand New Seventy Times 7 has some awesome lyrics, , when the tune slows right down, the 'so is that what you call the getaway, tell me what you got away with, coz I've seen more spine in jellyfish...'

[Savio]

My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's 'yes'

[samichna]

Propagandhi

My philosophy teacher is friends with the guys in that band.

[samichna]

He is a weirdo though, I dunno

[Evil Vito]

<font color=goldenrod>Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
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.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

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Best. Song. EVER!</font>

[Wolverine]

U2/Tool/APC/DMB/Staind

[chicken10der]

Bob Dylan.

[blake639raw]

ANAL CUNT



Anal Cunt - I Noticed That You're Gay

i saw you buying a pearl jam record,and i noticed that you're gay
i saw you hanging around in allston, and i noticed that you're gay
i saw you riding around on your rollerblades,and i noticed that you're gay
i saw you getting your tongue pierced,and i noticed that you're gay
i heard you spend all day on the internet,and i noticed that you're gay
i saw you drinking a frappucino,and i noticed that you're gay
i saw you wearing a ****ing tree shirt,and i noticed that you're gay
you've got a tribal tattoo, and i noticed that you're gay


Anal Cunt - Recycling Is Gay


YOU P.C. ****ING ******
WHY DON'T YOU THROW IT AWAY
I'LL NEVER RECYCLE
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY

RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY

MY GARBAGE CAN IS FILLED
WITH PLASTIC, CANS AND GLASS
IF YOU TELL ME TO RECYCLE
I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS


Anal Cunt - You're Old (**** You)

please die, you're old [x3]

**** you
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Anal Cunt - You Went To See Dishwalla And Everclear (You're Gay)

you went to see dishwalla avd everclear,you're gay you're a ****ing queer [x2]
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Anal Cunt - I Respect Your Feelings As A Woman And A Human

I was watering my rose garden and you walked by my place
I almost ran up to you in a lustful, unsensitive haste
I almost cried cause I acted so insensitive
But I wanted you to know about the feather-soft warmth I could give

I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
As a woman and a human

I'll be the pansy-growing gardener of our bouquet of love
A flower-wielding soldier with the grace of a dove
I'll love you all, heart, mind and soul, I'd never think of anything cheap
I'll read you some of my poems before you go to sleep

I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
As a woman and a human
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Anal Cunt - I Became A Counselor So I Could Tell Rape Victims They Asked For It

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN A WOMAN
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE HAD A CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT
CUZ YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

YOU SHOULD'VE WORN A CHASTITY BELT
YOU SHOULD'VE VOLUNTEERED TO **** HIM
YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN UGLY
I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE A WOMAN

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
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Anal Cunt - I Sent A Thankyou Card To The Guy That Raped You

YOU JUST CAME FROM A BIKINI KILL CONCERT
YOU FELT LIKE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN
TWO GUYS WHERE HAVING A "RAPE THE UGLIEST CUNT POSSIBLE" CONTEST
YOU WEREN'T A STRONG WOMAN ANYMORE

I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
CUZ YOU'RE A STUPID DYKE CUNT

I LAUGHED AS I WATCHED HIM RAPE YOU
THEN I BROUGHT HIM A FEW BEERS
EVERY YEAR ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF YOUR RAPE
I SEND HIM A THANKYOU CARD, YOU STUPID ****ING DYKE CUNT

I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
CUZ YOU'RE A STUPED DYKE CUNT
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Anal Cunt - I Intentionally Ran Over Your Dog

YOU'RE DOG WAS YOUR ONLY FRIEND
YOU DEPEND YOUR LIFE SAVING FIXING IT'S BROKEN LEG
YOU LOVED IT MORE THAN YOU'RE PARENTS LOVED YOU
AND THEN I RAN IT OVER

YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD

I DRAGGED IT 50 YARDS DOWN THE STREET
AND YOU RAN AFTER ME IN TEARS
I ALMOST CRASHED BECAUSE I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
THEN I TURNED AROUND, AND TRIED TO HIT YOU

YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
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Anal Cunt - I Snuck A Retard In To A Sperm Bank

YOU ****ING DYKE
YOU DIDN'T WANT TO GET TOUCHED BY A MAN
YOU WANTED TO BE A STRONG SINGLE MOTHER
YOU ORDERED A SENSITIVE, GAY POETS SPERM

I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK

INSTEAD OF A BRIGHT POET OFFSPRING
YOU'RE STUCK WITH A DROOLING RETARD
YOU WENT BROKE PAYING FOR SPECIAL CARE
YOU'RE GIRLFRIEND LEFT YOU FOR ANOTHER WOMAN

I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
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Anal Cunt - Hitler Was A Sensitive Man

HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN

HE WENT TO ART SCHOOL WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER
HE WANTED TO BE A PAINTER
HITLER WAS A VEGETARIAN
HE WAS ALSO A NON SMOKER

HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN

HE HIRED GAY AND HANDICAPPED OFFICERS
HE WAS CONCERNED ABOUT OVERPOPULATION
IF HITLER WAS ALIVE TODAY
HE'D LISTENED TO THE CURE, THE SMITHS, AND DEPECHE MODE

HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN

[SpanishFlea]

Alexisonfire- Little girls pointing and laughing
Please just give me back my heart, it has been to long and I will burn no more, tired of all these lies and elsewhere eyes of yours, so I will scream and dream of what’s to come.

[samichna]

Wesley Willis - Suck a Cheetah's Dick



Suck a polar bear's funky ass!
Suck a racehorse's cock with Heinz Tomato Ketchup!
Suck a donkey's shitty ass!
Suck a male camel's dick with Hoisen sauce!

Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick

Suck a European bison's smelly ass!
Suck a woolly mammoth's dick with Miracle Whip!
Suck a snow leopard's ass with whip cream!
Suck a hyena's spermy dick!

Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick

Suck a llama's shitty asshole!
Suck a panda bear's spermy nutsack!
Suck a sloth bear's bootyhole!
Suck a greyhound's musty ass, motha****a!

Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick
Suck a cheetah's dick

Polaroid, see what develops

[Terra Ryzin]

Davey Havok of AFI



this is actualy a poem that an intro to a song, but still awesome

we held hands on the last night on earth.
our mouths filled with dust,
we kissed in the fields and under trees,
screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves.
it was empty on the edge of town
but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river.
so we walked through the waste where the road curved
into the sea and the shattered seasons lay,
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease.
In our cancer of passion you said,
"Death is a midnight runner."
the sky had come crashing down
like the news of an intimate suicide.
we picked up the shards and formed them into
shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress.
the echos of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
the few insects skittered away in hopes
of a better past time.
I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
If you would accompany me in a quick fall,
but you made realize that my ticket wasn't good for two.
I rode alone.
you said "The cinders are falling like snow."
there is Poetry in despair, and we sang with
unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
of blue and grey.
strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved
our names in the flesh of the city.
the sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of
the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of
curves and lines.
still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation
scratched into the earth like a message.

[Outsider]

Alkaline Trio

[The Forgotten One]

Here's some stuff I've wrote. http://frozeninsinlyrics.tripod.com/ Thats my site.


"Dusk 'Til Dawn" Lyrics:Blalock / 9/30/03

Dusk settles around you
Tear the flesh off the new
Sun sets to reveal the war
Fight 'till evil is no more

(Chorus)
Fight for your life from dusk 'till dawn
You must destroy what evil has spawn
Relive the pain everyday
Killing is the only way

Night starts to surround you
Pick your weapons from the few
Desimation is to be
Find the ones to be set free

(Chorus)

Dawn gathers around you
Refresh yourself with the dew
Morning breaks to reveal
The rawness of the deal


"I Cannot Win" Lyrics:Blalock / Music:Crow / 9/25/03

Turn back the hands of time
Create life before you die
Look whats underneath the rine
Destroy everything thats mine

(Chorus)
I must find away
To keep from the decay
Memories die within
The war I cannot win

Take the breathe away from me
Cut down your family tree
Forget life and let it be
It's somthing you don't need

(Chorus)

How much more can I take
Spend the money that I make
Heal your bones after they break
Put the icing on the cake


"Lost All Control" Lyrics:Blalock & Crow Music:Crow / 1/15/04


I sat up all night again
Untill the morning light
Something is evil within
And it's dying to fight

I'm not under my control
Walking into the night
Others now start to follow
Fighting back with all my might

Killing takes over my mind
Blood splatters over me
We've killed all of our kind
Theres nothing left to see

Lost all control
Lost all control
Lost all control
Lost all control


"No Where To Go" Lyrics:Blalock & Copeland Music:Crow 1/24/04

Found myself coming across another road
How will I find which way for me to go
I'm lost with no map and no one to help me
I need directions and good eyes to see

(Chorus)
I have no where to go
Watching my life unfold
All I see is emptyness
Now I begin to confess

I open my heart and let everything out
But theres no one around to hear me shout
I start to kneel down and confess all my sins
Then someone tells me this is not the end

(Chorus)

I'm told that my life has only just begun
That I'm no longer his forgotten son
If I continue down this road I'll reach my goals
And break away from the other lost souls


"See The One" Lyrics: Blalock & Crow / Music: Crow / 8/21/03

Plant the seed and it will grow
Do the deed and it will show
Push the knife and you will bleed
Open your eyes and you will see

(Chorus)
See the one you'll never be
Livin' a life filled with glee
No hatred just harmony

Light the fuse and it will burn
Stand in line and wait your turn
Go to sleep and you will wake
Ignore the lies you know are fake

(Chorus)

Cause the problem and you will blame
Commit the crime and feel the shame
Start a riot and the streets will fill
Pull the trigger and the blood will spill

[xXxClouderxXx]

<font color=goldenrod>Led Zeppelin - Stairway to

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.

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that verse played backward is a satanic message.. many dont kno this but its very true... if u refuse to believe me just record it in sound recorder and play it in reverse..

heres the message...

oh heres to my sweet satan. the one whose little path will make me sad, whose power is satan. he will give you give you 666. there was a little toolshed where he used to make us suffer. sad satan.

[Fryza]

The Cain Rap

Lyrics: Mike Scandizzo, Michael Gough, Micky Neilson, and Tami Donner.
Music: Jason Hayes
Vocals: Michael Gough and Jason Hayes

My name’s Deckard Cain and I come from Tristram.
If you’re looking for Diablo, then you just missed ‘im.

If you find old Griswold, then you can take him down.
But you’ll get no reward ‘til you come back to town.

Thanks for my life – I’ll identify your stuff.
But if you choose to journey on, then it’s gonna get tough.

Greetings friend. Here’s the road to the East.
You’ll find that it’s blocked ‘cause Andariel’s a beast.

Greetings! Greetings!
Greetings! Stay a while and listen.

Charsi can shield you if you have a lotta cash.
If you’re all outta room, you can stick in your stash.

My name is Deckard Cain and I’ve come on out to greet ‘ya.
So sit yer ass and listen or I’m gonna have to beat ya!

If I don’t know the answer, then go ask Malah.
She’s a funky little broad that looks like a koala.

My homeys were destroyed, but I carry on.
With the help of young Anya who’s no Amazon!

Greetings! Greetings!
Can’t touch this! Can’t touch this! Can’t touch this!
Can’t touch this! Can’t touch this! Can’t touch this!
Greetings! Stay a while and listen.

My name is Deckard Cain – I’m the last of a breed.
When I give out a warning you’d best take heed.

I’m the sworn enemy of Big Bad Baal
He was first in line at the evil sale.

Even though I’m ancient and somewhat of a relic,
People tell me I look like Tom Selleck!

I’m nasty, I’m old, and a little bit ornery.
I look like Patrick Stewart and sound like Sean Connery.

Greetings! Greetings!
Throw your hands in the air.
Wave ‘em like you just don’t care!
Greetings! Stay a while and listen.

Kick it.
Way to go, homeys.
That was dope.
We’ll have to do this more often.
That was way phat!
Yeah, boyyyyy…
Cain in ‘a house.

Give it up for the Horadrim.
Horadrim. Ho- Ho- Horadrim.
Horadrim. Ho- Ho- Horadrim… Ho- Ho- Ho- Ho- Ho- Ho- Ho- Ho- Horadrim.

Who let the Barbarians out? Who… who… who… who?

[Mic Blaze]

What More Can I Say? by Jay-Z


"Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?"
"Is this not why you are here?"

[Jay-Z]
Uh uh-huh..
Uh uh-huh UHH

{*crowd noise gets louder*}

Turn the music up, turn me down
Guru.. let's go get 'em again
This time it's for the money my nigga
Brooklyn, stand up

[Verse One]
There's never been a nigga this good for this long
This hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong
With so many different flows there's one for this song
The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up
These ****s, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy
They don't, paint pictures, they just, trace me
You know what? Soon they forget where they plucked
they whole style from, they try to reverse the outcome
I'm like - TOUGH!
I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse, I'm only biggin up my brother
Biggin up my borough, I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish
So them rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out
It's hard to yell when the bar-rell's in your mouth
I'm in - new sneakers, dual-seaters
Few divas, what more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
Double-U I, double-L, I-E
Nobody truer than, H-O-V
And I'm back for more, New York's ambassador
Prime Minister, back to finish my business up

[Chorus]
What more can I sayyyyyyyyyyy?
What more can I doooooooooooo?
I gave this up to youuuuuuuuu
I know this much is truuuuuue, truuuuuuue

[Jay-Z]
What more can I say to you?
You heard it all

[Verse Two]
You already know what I'm about, flyin birds down South
Movin wet off the step, "Purple Rain" in a drought
Stuntin on hoes; brushin off my shirt
But ain't nuttin on my clothes 'cept my chain, my name
Young H-O pitch the yay faithful
Even if they patrol I make payroll
Benz paid fo', friends they roll
Private jets down to Church and Caycos
Crist' caseloads, I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live, I can't let a day go
by without me bein fly or fresh to death
Head to toe 'til the day I rest
And I don't wear jerseys, I'm thirty plus
Give me a crisp pair of jeans, nigga button up
S. Dots on my feet make my cipher complete
What more can I say? Guru play the beat!

We gon' let this ride into the hook
- I'ma snap my fingers on this one
What more can I say to you?
- Get my grown man on
LET'S GO!

(What more can I sayyyyyyyyyyy?)

[Verse Three]
Now you know yo' ass is Willie when they got you in the mag
for like half a billy, and yo' ass ain't lily
white that mean that shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly - it's both
I don't mean to boast, but damn if I don't brag
Them crackers gon' act like I ain't on they ass
The Martha Stewart, that's far from Jewish
Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it
And no I'm not through with it
In fact, I'm just previewin it
This ain't the show, I'm just EQ'n it
One-two and I won't stop abusin it
To groupie girls, stop false accusin it
Back to the music - the Maybach roof is translucent
Niggaz got a problem Houston! Heh
What up B, they can't shut up me
Shut down I, not even P.E., I'ma ride
God forgive me for my brash delivery
But I remember vividly what these streets did to me
So picture me lettin these clowns nitpick at me
Paint me like a pickany
I will literally kiss T.T. in the forehead
Tell her please forgive me then squeeze until you full 'head
I'm not the one to score points off, in fact
I got a joint that'll knock yo' points off
Young, Hova the God, nigga blasphemy
I'm at the Trump International, ask for me
I ain't never scared, I'm everywhere you ain't never there
And nigga, why would I ever care?
Pound for pound I'm the best to ever come around here
Excludin nobody, look what I embody
The soul of a hustler, I really ran the street
A CEO's mind, that marketin plan was me
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times
Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated like say I +Busta Rhymes+
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my influence on pop culture
I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list
We'll see what happens when I no longer exist
**** this!

(What more can I sayyyyyyyyyyy?)

[loopydate]

Bob Dylan.
Can't believe it took 29 posts for someone to mention Dylan. Absolute brilliance.

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.

So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
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[el fregadero]

Beastie Boys - Rhymin' & Stealin'


Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about
I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest

Chorus:
Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling
Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eight
I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate
We got wenches on the benches - and bitties with titties
Housing all girlies from city to city
One for all and all for one
Taking out M.C.'s with a big shotgun
All for one and one for all
Because the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L.
Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers getting thrown in the moat
We got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace
Captain Bly is gonna die when we break his face

(Chorus)

Ali Baba and the forty thieves [x8]

Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin'
Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking
Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking
Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing - killing every village
We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage

(Chorus)

I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun
I fought the law and I cold won
Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick
'Cause I pull out my jammy and squeeze off six
My pistol is loaded - I shot Betty Crocker
Deliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' locker
Rhymin' and stealin' in a drunken state
And I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate

(Chorus)

[Blue Demon]

Silverchair- After All These YEars

Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety

A laptop souvenir is worth its weight
In silver a golden son
You'll be home again
And I'll be home again

Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day

After all these years
Forget about all the troubled times
Munificent, artless and ascetic
Playing like a scared
Enthusiastic pawn

And every father's pain
Casts a shadow over a broken son
You'll be whole again
And I'll be whole again

All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life