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| Post ur favorite lyrics here, while playin: | Started by: RollinBlade on Jun 08, '14 02:21 |
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This only works when you lose a bunch of money on credits "Riot" If you feel so empty |
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| Reply by: AntoninoMarino at Feb 12, '17 08:16 | |
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"We Ain't Gonna Die Today" [Verse 1:]
Hands stay clean till the well go dry The clutch kinda sticks right Aim for the sky And let a few fly In due time, gonna get right There’s no loose ties I’m not the new guy I’m just one hand at twelve’o’clock The other one stirs your melting pot And if I had a third hand I’d use it to turn up the music Louder You like to complain, huh You gonna hide ‘till the rain comes? Feel my shine, I’m the same son No matter what I’ve done I remember where I came from The flood made the neighborhood messy But you’ve got the keys to the Chevy Have to drive, until the afterlife So we can steal the feast Out of the Beast’s belly [Hook:] We ain't gonna die today Right now I’m wide awake Tell her that the devil got a price to pay Letter by letter all I’m trying to say That we ain’t gonna die today Right now I’m wide awake Rock solid, head held high Hands stay clean ‘till the well go dry Right now I’m wide awake Right now I’m wide awake Right now I’m wide awake Hands stay clean ‘till the well go dry [Verse 2:] One wheel for the clock that we live within I feel like your father, discipline It’s unconvincing when I tell them that hell Ain’t nothing but a place in Michigan Two wheels in the gutter, engine reving I feel like your mother, listen, suggestion Don’t test if you’re really not a threat If my crew get fresh, take you all the way to heaven Honesty stinks a little It’s cause it comes from deep inside you It’s covered in blood and bile And it tastes so self-entitled And you can keep a wood stake in the trunk On the off chance that the fairy tales ain’t bunk And I’mm save a bottle of that funk To get motel parking lot balcony crunk A true fiend would hit the screen Halfway there tryna live the dream Cops with lights shining in my face Cause my names not attached to these license plates Freedom is a paperweight But you can’t explain that to an inmate So I’mma keep rolling past these mile markers And I’mma deliver this flame to the fire starters [Hook] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 16, '17 16:27 | |
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Sweet Dreams
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| Reply by: Insane at Feb 17, '17 07:07 | |
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"Young And Beautiful" [Verse 1]
I've seen the world Done it all Had my cake now Diamonds, brilliant And Bel Air now Hot summer nights, mid July When you and I were forever wild The crazy days, city lights The way you'd play with me like a child [Chorus] Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me When I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? [Verse 2] I've seen the world, lit it up As my stage now Channeling angels in the new age now Hot summer days, rock 'n' roll The way you play for me at your show And all the ways I got to know Your pretty face and electric soul [Chorus] Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me When I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? [Bridge] Dear lord, when I get to heaven Please let me bring my man When he comes tell me that you'll let him in Father tell me if you can Oh that grace, oh that body Oh that face makes me wanna party He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds [Chorus] Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me When I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful? |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 19, '17 17:19 | |
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"Shots & Squats" [Tham Sway:] |
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| Reply by: AntoninoMarino at Feb 22, '17 23:24 | |
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"Back Down" Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)
Ha ha... [Chorus: 50 Cent] It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold SHAQ DOWN Next time you in the hood and see an old G You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid Must decease existing, little nigga, now listen Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasing Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard Knowing that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a mystery I know niggas from ya hood, you have no history Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting Jay put you on, X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha, ha pussy... [Chorus] "This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now? How we gonna eat man? 50 back around" That's Ja's little punk ass thinkin out loud Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers All the other hard niggas, they come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same niggas in the background You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah & Crack Child. Them niggas they just SUCK, they no good I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood" I'm back better than ever, on top of my game Even them country boys saying "50 we feeling you mayn" Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY) [Chorus] I ain't telling anyone you pussy I ain't telling anyone you gettin extorted It ain't over.... (G-UNIT) I've been patently waiting to BLOW Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show" This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun Now that I'm back, you can't sleep I'm a nightmare huuhhhh You hired cops to hold you down cause you fear for your life You heard about them guns I done bought, right? I ain't going no where, I done told you nigga I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier nigga (They not gonna like you) I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT) |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 25, '17 06:26 | |
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Ring of Fire Johnny Cash
Love is a burning thing I fell into a burning ring of fire The taste of love is sweet I fell in to a burning ring of fire And it burns, burns, burns |
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| Reply by: VictorDallas at Mar 01, '17 22:18 | |
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"Not Afraid" [Chorus:] |
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| Reply by: BrunoDangerous at Mar 02, '17 20:46 | |
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Shark (Haifisch, Rammstein)We hold together,
We stand each other,
We hold to each other;
no one is going to stop us.
We keep faith with you,
we hold to that
and adhere to the rules,
if they leave us rules.
(Refrain:)*
And the shark, it has teardrops
And they run down its face,
but the shark is living in water -
so the teardrops one doesn't see.
We keep the pace,
we keep our word;
if someone doesn't keep up,
then we'll stop immediately.
We keep our eyes open,
we hold each other's arm;
six hearts that are burning -
the fire is keeping you warm
And the shark, it has teardrops
And they run down its face,
but the shark is living in water -
so the teardrops one doesn't see.
You're lonely in the depth
and some tear is flowing
and that's why the water
in the seas is salty.
You can think of us
whatever you want;
we'll take advantage,
we never keep still.
And the shark, it has teardrops
And they run down its face,
but the shark is living in water -
so the teardrops one doesn't see.
You're lonely in the depth
and some tear is flowing
and that's why the water
in the seas is salty.
And the shark, it has teardrops
And they run down its face,
but the shark is living in water -
so the teardrops one doesn't see.
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 07, '17 01:14 | |
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[Intro:]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes) Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) Just a feeling I've got Like something's about to happen But I don't know what If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances You were just what the doctor ordered [Chorus:] I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot [Verse 1:] But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a living and a killing off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinski feeling on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with) This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match With this rappity-rap Packing a mack in the back of the Ac backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack and at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop "F" bombs Feel my wrath of attack Rappers are having a rough time period Here's a Maxi-Pad It's actually disastrously bad For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece yeah [Chorus:] 'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard [Verse 2:] Everybody want the key and the secret to rap Immortality like I have got Well, to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the earth like an asteroid and did nothing but shoot for the moon since (PPEEYOOM) MC's get taken to school with this music 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to 'bus the rhyme' Now I lead a New School full of students Me? Me, I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N-W-A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up Blow up and being in a position To meet Run-D.M.C. and induct them Into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church And burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the wall of shame You fags think it's all a game 'Til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and Tell me what in the fuck are you thinking? Little gay looking boy So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face looking boy You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering And take place looking boy Oy vey, that boy's gay That's all they say looking boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy? I get a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy I'mma work for everything I have Never asked nobody for shit Git out my face looking boy Basically boy you're never gonna be capable of keeping up with the same pace looking boy, 'cause [Chorus:] I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard [Verse 3:] So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloading Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walking dead But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating But I got your mom deep throating I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothing in common, poodle I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself In the arm and pay homage, pupil It's me My honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize What I do though for good At least once in a while so I wanna make sure Somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle Enough rhymes to Maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind So I crunch rhymes But sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big and here they come trying to Censor you like that one line I said On "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One when I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line Add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine See if I get away with it now That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel With fucking cornrows You write normal, fuck being normal And I just bought a new ray gun from the future Just to come and shoot ya Like when Fabulous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag At Mayweather's pad singin' to a man While he play piano Man, oh man, that was the 24/7 special On the cable channel So Ray J went straight to radio station the very next day "Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you" Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad) Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is Ricochet in off a me and it'll glue to you And I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music You make elevator music "Oh, he's too mainstream." Well, that's what they do When they get jealous, they confuse it "It's not hip hop, it's pop." 'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins to Unghh, school flunky, pill junky But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to When I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue-and-cheek, fuck you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boys "Still chunky, but funky" But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and Here's what they want from me They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it Life's handing you lemons Make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake him for Satan It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip a broad And make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a God? |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 08, '17 05:29 | |
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"Make A Move" {"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides
By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and goodwill Shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance And furious anger those who attempt to poison And destroy my brothers And you will know my name is the Lord When I lay my vengeance upon thee"} Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha, burnin' in my bong now You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves Move it out just move it on out, no doubt We the number one crew Kickin' more gas niggas out the house Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother 'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father Take heed to the master's call yes y'all (Bring your cell phone 'cause I fade them all) Bullets fly but they don't give a fuck about who dies When you're in the middle of the fuckin' No question, confrontation, nowhere to run from the assassination Let the rain come down, whoops there goes another body on the ground Watch out for G hound, it's the undisputed Cypress family Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilely Growin' inside your mind like a tumor Spreading in your head like a rumor Venomous, I'm from the underground I take care of business, what the fuck is this? Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors Let me get the rope and hang 'em 'till their fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me give you what you need, a fat dose of the good weed Like a puppet on a string, I'm the one controlling your ass With the rough shit here to bring My army grows like the Buddha I sold ya Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier Like the 'coup d'etat', now ya are in the middle of the ambush Stuck in your car they can't find ya At the bottom of the lake let me remind ya You better be lookin' behind ya It's too late, ain't no one standin' here Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece Increase, the level of the terror that move ceased Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move Come on Open up the doors for the high funk Buddha With the light point the dick can die Rolling with the six shooter Thirty-eight, still shootin' real straight Lookin' for the buster that I must eliminate No surprise as the inches demise Let the four flow as I look him right in the eyes And rip these niggas in half With the fabergraph They can't find a path I like the aftermath Still I reign the sect we remain The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up again When I aim I'm scopin' for your brain Brother stay low, cross hairs break you up the frame Move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) Move 'em out, move 'em out now (Move 'em out) {Ah, now that the mind is open so one can clearly see What they don't want you to see But it's obvious, isn't it my brother? Get the smoke from in the front of your eyes Got to realize, anybody don't like it, move 'em out now} |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 16, '17 07:59 | |
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SupernatureCerroneAlbum VIII: Back Track [Verse 1] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 25, '17 19:24 | |
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Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt - DJ Shadow
Producing From listening to records i just knew what to do And i'd like to just continue to be able to express myself What makes cancer tenatious? The moon rules the fluids I fly to the strangest lands And i would like to able to continue The music's coming through me |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 30, '17 20:10 | |
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"Oh My Darling Don't Cry" Oh my
Oh my [El-P:] Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp (You are now listening to Run the Jewels 2) Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp I don't fuck with or talk like all these fuckin' imps Style violent, give a fuck if you deny it, kids You can all run naked backwards through a field of dicks Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit, that's word to B.I.G I dreamt we owned the world, but I've woken up and it don't exist, Soak it in and need no assist You can't slap my wrist, I don't owe you shit Trust me, I'm a doctor DOOM Oper-rate of my pulse won't raise a bit [Killer Mike:] Tip-toe on the track like a ballerina Ski mask in a Pontiac Catalina It's obese female opera singer You can run the jewels or lose your fingers Me and El-P got time to kill Got folks to kill on overkill He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill That fuckboy life about to be repealed That fuckboy shit about to be repelled Fuckboy Jihad, kill infidels Allahu Akbar, BOOM from Mike and El [El-P:] Life is hell, death's a bitch And these FUBAR rulers getting rich I cop a zip, it opens up I smoke it up, go home and fuck C'est la vie girl, when in Rome I gave the face, please pay with dome My business card says you're in luck I do two things, I rap and fuck [Killer Mike:] I fuckin' rap I tote the strap I smoke the kush I beat the puss I read the books, did the math Don't need a preacher preachin' on my behalf No teacher can't teach my arrogant ass I'm blowin' on crippy while readin' the scriptures as written by Egyptians while sippin' on whiskey Aye baby you with me? Oh my Don't cry [x4] [El-P:] [Whip Crack] We run this spot like a Chinese sweatshop Don't stop Work a worker 'til chest pop Cardiac arrested, I'm so invested I'm self-invented That's no illusion There's no confusion You see the future. You fear the future I've seen the truth and I'm so deluded I been a better bad guy than I been better than bad Been a better bully, talk beatin' on my chest In fact I'm half stack from a rack I been around the block, babe, I know a few facts Maniac, brainiac, run go tell them that ATLien, NY felon rap [Killer Mike:] Handle me wrong I'm snappin' Show up at your class, what's happenin'? Schoolyard bully with a fully automatic Heart full of pain and a head full of havoc Everybody stepped on the kid I'm letting them have it (have it) Leaving they momma to say "what happened?" Who gonna buy my baby a casket? Fuck that bitch I'm a bastard [El-P:] Megablast, I'm mega lit On Highway 6 and I'm not strapped in I don't crash, bitch, I just skid You got the cash, I'll make the trip I make the trip, you better pay Done worse for less, don't make my day I'm not from Earth, from far away I bust through chests like baby greys [Killer Mike:] Runnin' the jewels of the game Whippin' the mixes like chickens of 'caine Spittin' the sickness again Parents is livid again Kids is just fuckin' insane Pointin' that pistol and fist for the chain Reppin the symbol like they in a gang Delivery dope like a dosage of dope or a noseful of coke for a junkie or fiend Oh my Don't cry [x2] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Mar 30, '17 23:23 | |
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"Family Affair" - Bliss and Eso Yeah, ooh.
You've found me in a good mood, yaa little bastards. My Grandma told me, Do not take shit, From anybody in this motherfucking bitch. See, my Grandma told me, Never never never take no shit, Especially that shark in the dark, 'Cause that shark in the dark can suck my... Watch your mouth! My Grandma told me Never ever ever take no shit And that's probably why my Grandpa hides, Well my Grandmas won, My heart won't quit. My Dad taught me how to handle the riff raff, And Mum bought the pain, First time I did graff, One time for the fam' that you got, Granny got a gun and never ran from the cops, So I stand on this rock with a Zen mentality, And we drift this bitch 'til we bend reality. My blood bangs when I handle the beat, So I don't bark up my family tree. I say what you think, But I'm not a mind reader. I'm good to my girl, But I wear a wife-beater. Happy as fuck when I rap with my cause, If you're battling him, Then you're battling us. A world full of wolves, Who's the leader of the pack? When they teach you how to act, Try to keep you in a trap, Conditioned 'til you're blue in the face, So take it from rage, I won't do what they say! Because my Grandma told me, Never never ever take no shit, Especially that shark in the dark, 'Cause that shark in the dark can suck my... Watch your mouth! My Grandma told me, Never never ever ever take no shit, And that's probably why my Grandpa hides Well, my Grandmas won, My heart won't quit. Just bob, like you're mad OMarley, And I've finally got a job to get my Dad that Harley. Though it's hardly a job 'cause the two forms refuses, I'm an uncle now, with a newborn nephew. Follows you 'round, Broke with the bruzz. Jam with my fam', - with my cause, We don't say it enough So from all of my band, I'm a take a second now To give it up to all of my fans. I just stand in the kitchen, With a plan and a vision, I'm a man on a mission. With my folk on a Fridays, Soak in the light rays, Carolina, blue sky, Coast on the highway. On track, fired up and steam-powered, Never listen to the dream-doubters at the bean counters, Join the mental, consequential song writer Lit the island up, like a continental bonfire My Grandma told me Never never never take no shit Especially that shark in the dark, 'Cause that shark in the dark can suck my... Watch your mouth! My Grandma told me Never never ever ever take no shit And that's probably why my Grandpa hides Well, my Grandma's won, My heart won't quit. 26th of March, The vision is bliss, 5: 55, on the 5th of the 5th Eso poppin' in new years, Flippin' the script, It's just 380 babies chillin' in the crib, We're not givin' a shit So respect your elders, The proof's in the pudding That protects and shelters, So tell this to the rock in your way, I don't budge mate, you ain't got what it takes. Got Tinkerbells magic dust and I'm saddled up, Downed all the jam and I'm rattled up in a cattle truck, Paint those pics with the pallet of a dreamer, Make those sick and rally the arena, No shit, we were revved up from the start, To the sleepers we were the bedbugs in the dark, In this pool won't shed blood for the sharks. The best drug is the head rush from the art, I remember when Grandma would make the meals My uncle didn't like bikes with training wheels, And me and mum would work at local markets for tax-free cash with a backseat dad, Which makes me the man of the house, With a girl and a great dane, Hand me the crown, That's Granny in the chair, Put your hands in the air for this family affair. Because my Grandma told me Never never never take no shit, Especially that shark in the dark, 'Cause that shark in the dark can suck my... Watch your mouth! My Grandma told me Never never ever ever take no shit, And that's probably why my Grandpa hides, Well, my Grandmas won, My heart won't quit. |
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| Reply by: amaranth at Apr 02, '17 18:49 | |
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Elder - Dead Roots Stirring (Greenfield '10) Sense awaken |
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| Reply by: WoonBot at Apr 03, '17 01:53 | |
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"Choof Choof Train" Twenty six years of my life I never met her
Til a van on tour where I found that very treasure Janky joints, moroccon special, carry on go forth, kingswoods, I'm puffin' on a gabatron blowtorch Cooking up these cookies, bud is mashed into butter hash Took a bite and laughed then I dashed to my hovercraft That conductor cat on a sunny day rollercoaster Feed the weed engine on my runaway locamotive List of ben botanists speaking outta herbal stories Stargaze from lack of booze, greenhouse observatory Choofin through the hillside blowing doja wicked easy Rider escapade with a stolen golden ticket I just lounge by the billabong, sing a song with hella flavour When I hit a bong I'm going to willy wonkas elevator I'll see you later, I'm talking to Mary when I'm lost in a parked car off with the faries, so [Chorus:] All aboard the chooof choof train Hit it left hit it right, brother use that flame (all aboard) All aboard the choof choof train, turn it up in the speakers let the music bang (all aboard) All aboard the choof choof train, toot toot mother f**ker Mary Jane's my name (all aboard) All aboard the choof choof train What you smokin' on brother? That good shit man Baseball bat blunts in ya face cunt Yeah, baseball bat blunts, Mary Jane's a stripper Macca's on the mic again rollin' up a rizler Astronomical like the words that come out of me, blowing bongs off a burgundy balcony It's virtual reality, my verse is a galaxy where birds on the canopy observe my whole family In paradise, puffin purple profanity Walshing through the worlds when burning one casually Struttin' through the hood, like f**k it it's all good It's that lumberjack macca cat cuttin' through the woods So on the real ain't nothing liver than this, cause what I bring swings through on some spiderman shit And when the wooden wheels turn, I arrive on a chariot Stoned insecure, high but still happy bitch I rhyme with the savages, blindfold the beat and sky dive with this cannabis I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I will I think I can, I think I can, I know I've got the skill I know I can, I know I can, I know it's gonna build So let's ride this locomotive through the rivers and the hills, yo [Chorus] |
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"DNA" Dark as midnight
Six pack Coors Light You don't look the same Past my bedtime Blue and red lights Come take you away Hate to see you like a monster So I run and hide Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind I won't be, no I won't be like you Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth Eyes like yours can't look away But you can't stop DNA No, you can't stop DNA Twice a year, you come in crashing Nice to see you too Johnny Cash and backseat laughing Always ends too soon Hate to say hello 'cause I know that it means goodbye Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind I won't be, no I won't be like you Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth Eyes like yours can't look away But you can't stop DNA No, you can't stop DNA Are the pieces of you In the pieces of me? I'm just so scared You're who I'll be When I erupt Just like you do They look at me Like I look at you I won't be, no I won't be like you Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth Eyes like yours can't look away But you can't stop DNA No, you can't stop DNA |
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