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Ninja Mod, Esquire
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Best Lyrics.
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.
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Midnight Marauder
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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. |
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Pink Floyd/Rage Against The Machine/Maynard/Beastie Boys
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Ninja Mod, Esquire
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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.
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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] |
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Chill out, dickwad.
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Dark Tranquillity by far.
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Velvet Kevorkian
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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. |
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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. |
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Listen to Killer Mike
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Biggie
Cee Lo Method Man Rakim Charlie 2Na Gift of Gab Biz Markie Big L I'll prolly ad more.. |
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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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WOOOOOOOOO!
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U2, Silverchair, Tragically Hip, Dave Matthews Band
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Chill out, dickwad.
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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) ----------------- 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... ---------------------------- 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 |
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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
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Listen to Killer Mike
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Those Dark Tranquility lyrics are hilarious.
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Self-pity is my hobby...
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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 |
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Self-pity is my hobby...
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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 |
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Self-pity is my hobby...
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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 |
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Bake him away, toys.
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Barry Manilow
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...has a gambling problem
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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...' |
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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' |
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TAKE IT EACE
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TAKE IT EACE
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He is a weirdo though, I dunno
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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. ---------------------------------------------- Best. Song. EVER! |
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U2/Tool/APC/DMB/Staind
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Bob Dylan.
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ANAL CUNT
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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 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 |
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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. |
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TAKE IT EACE
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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 |
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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. |
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Just Some Guy
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Alkaline Trio
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Thread Killer
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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 |
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Stoned Metal Guitarist
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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. |
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Fthagn?
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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? |
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Midnight Marauder
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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?) |
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FIT Challenge Slag People
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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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Tap-In
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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) |
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