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Post ur favorite lyrics here, while playin: Started by: RollinBlade on Jun 08, '14 02:21

"Lose Yourself"

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted. one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Yo

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that but he's broke
He's so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(You better)

The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
He blows. It's all over. These hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet, fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

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Woods of Ypres - Modern Life Architecture

When we're young, we design a plan, we work, we build, we make it real
and in the moment it becomes complete, 
The first cracks start to appear

A weak foundation, finally revealed
in the desperation, when the walls came tumbling down

Oh, In my prime - Oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was - A broken man, Living half a life... (without you...)

On the path to recovery, As a sign of the times, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned, On the steps of a modern life

In defeat we redesign the plan, and we give it just one more chance
As we take another deep breath, and prepare for the worst, again 

A life in crisis, is always threatened by time
For the longer it takes to be restored... 
the less likely it is to occur. 

Oh, In my prime - Oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was- A broken man, Living all alone... (without you...)

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned, On the steps of a modern life

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned with you, On the steps of a modern life

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Roy Jones-Can't Be Touched

Can't be touched 
Can't be stopped 
Can't be moved 
Can't be rocked 
Can't be shook 
We hot 
When will you niggaz learn 

Came to get crunk 
Came to bring life 
Came to get it started 
Came to get it right 
Turn down the music 
Turn up my mics 
When will you niggaz learn 


I mean what I speak 
I do as I say 
I hustle, I grind 
Don't get in my way 
I'm pimping my hoes 
I'm jacking my foes 
I spit at the police and duck my P.O.'s 
I ain't going to court 
You can call a judge 
Tell him kiss my ass 
Cause I ain't gonna budge 
And I ain't going back to lock up 
You trying to glock a pop up 
I ain't going back to court 
And I'm never gonna stop the puffing 
Not for nothing 
The block they need me 
The streets they need me 
The club scene nigga 
Is mine believe me 
You don't believe me 

Can't be touched 
Can't be stopped 
Can't be moved 
Can't be rocked 
Can't be shook 
We hot 
When will you niggaz learn 

Came to get crunk 
Came to bring life 
Came to get it started 
Came to get it right 
Turn down the music 
Turn up my mics 
When will you niggaz learn 
 

Open your hearts for me 
Look what I got for you 
You in the presence of greatness 
I'll make it hot for you 
Pass the rock to me 
Block and I'll run with it 
Here for the game 
And all the pussy that come with it 
So full of focus 
I'm Insistent on keeping it going 
The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own 
Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored 
The truths back, Katies locking and closing the door 
Brick wall in the road 
I won't move 
The King 
I'm like Roy in the ring 
I can't lose 
Show the face of what compares to mine 
You wanna war 
Mother fucker I ain't hard to find 
Now holla back, nigga 

Can't be touched 
Can't be stopped 
Can't be moved 
Can't be rocked 
Can't be shook 
We hot 
When will you niggaz learn 

Came to get crunk 
Came to bring life 
Came to get it started 
Came to get it right 
Turn down the music 
Turn up my mics 
When will you niggaz learn 
 

I move when my heart say move 
Fierce like a lion 
Got nothing to prove 
Stubborn as a hot damn mule 
God in my corner 
Nigga can't lose 
Trying to take me out my hot damn shoes 
See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues 
They gonna see you on the hot damn news 
And that ain't even nothing 
Linking me to the crime 
Not a print, not a hot damn clue 
Beating these niggaz down 
Is what I came to do 
And I ain't playing bout a hot damn rule 
Shaking you niggaz down 
If you ain't paying your dues 
We passing up yo block and ohh 
My screws are loose 
Don't call my hands 
Cause you gonna make me act a hot damn fool 
Dead discussion, you will not win 
Cause I will not lose 

Can't be touched 
Can't be stopped 
Can't be moved 
Can't be rocked 
Can't be shook 
We hot 
When will you niggaz learn 

Came to get crunk 
Came to bring life 
Came to get it started 
Came to get it right 
Turn down the music 
Turn up my mics 
When will you niggaz learn 

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Mumford & Sons - The Cave

 

It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind

The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

‘Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind

So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's land

So make your siren's call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say

‘Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be

And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

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^nice one, never heard it be4...

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Thanks man! The lyrics in this song are so powerful, glad you liked it :)

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"Older Gods"

[Verse One: Ghostface Killah]

Aiyyo I roll like a bat out of hell
Evil acapell's fly spittin out of my grill
Before I hit the sky with springtime colors
Juicy as a Sunkist, certain broads double dutch this
They carve it in they wrist, pales berry blazes
Straighten the crumbs left on the stove, clothes in my lady hair
Plus yours the look gold God, the old tainted bald technique
Got these vestibules designer niggaz in they whips
jumpin out they seats, eighteen, Bronzeman Part II
We like Dorothy Hamill on ice
We in your hood we might circle, hats down low in the Range
Switch lanes, change my tire, peel out
Real loud on the stage yo, I shitted on your hood kid
I shitted on your hood, got to your burner too late
I'm lookin real good, draped out
Shinin like a fresh fifty cent piece, your girlfriend, c'mere
Oh shit, you my man's niece, the gourmet pocket twenty
bombs made of clay, Sexcapades take place
We fucked in forty-eight shades might walk up in your studio
time slap your engineer, it's lighter fluid to that style
Hand me the matches now

[Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef]

Aiyyo rainbow Roley on the wrist, now what's this
Niggaz bless this, eight and a half, Bally banana twist
E shakes, puffin on lye, feedin the seed's plate
Pullin out, old dirty eights to rob gates
Major wake up, the kid telltales, make a nigga head wake up
Beats break, the nigga would take off his time
Honolulu status, gladdest
the rich rock cabbage and dollar vans grands
That nigga mad savage, stationary Hall of Justice
Niggaz came clumped out
Just came home, now they bunked out
Money be longer than triple life
til the sun burn out, that's my word
Move it with the burner out
Fidel way of thinkin, roll with the Mac bent Ac-10
Most of my team, Five Percent check what the live said
Rollin with Guess vests pedestrians yo
holdin my nuts, fuckin thousand dollar lesbians

[Ghost] Yo, the Older God put me on and had to rock this
[both] Maintain Three-Sixty Lord live prosperous
[Ghost] It only takes a lesson a day, just to analyze life
[both] one time in the respectable mind
[repeat 2X]

[Verse Three: The Genius/GZA]

Let the shot spark, soon as his pit bull barks
Tire scars from skid marks leaves from jams in school parks
Witness, forget his, original statement
Even in protection programs there's no escapement
Gunned down, we in town, hit king from seven crowns
Spent rounds catch him while he rhyme in the Zebra Lounge
Wounded, back in the eighty-three summer heat
Up in three-oh-nine park, rhymin off the drummer's beat
I stalk the city streets demonstratin mic wrecks
All lookin stank, I ain't playin wit a full deck
And as they nervously stare, I know they scared
They saw the coming of Wu, the neon in Times Square
Household name, assassin, killa bee
Mill to the grain, that posess the Wu, trilogy
Quick to spot those that bite camoflouge and blend
Those that got styles, they got identical twins
Don't stretch the small thing, copycats are finnicky
without skills, they master the art of mimicry
But I go line for line on the whole page
Your unspotted life on the mic is old age

[rocket fired, whistles off and explodes, breaking glass]

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sttubgibekili As if you're a Mumford fan! I love them man, that album is so sick!

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Guilty All the Same

by Linkin Park featuring Rakim

 

Tell us all again
What you think we should be
What the answers are
What it is we can't see
Tell us all again
How to do what you say
How to fall in line
How there's no other way
But oh, we all know

 

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

You're guilty all the same

 

Show us all again
That our hands are unclean
That we're unprepared
That you have what we need
Show us all again
'Cause we cannot be saved
Cause the end is near
Now there's no other way
And oh, you will know

 

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

There's no one else to blame
Guilty all the same

Guilty all the same
You're guilty all the same

 

Yeah, you already know what it is
Can y'all explain, what kind of land is this
When a man has plans of being rich
If he falls off his plans, he's wealthy?
Dirty money scheme, a clean split
Nonsense the same, he didn't call for this, he's filthy
Talk team, they take the paper route
All they think about is bank accounts, assets and realty
Anybody's expense, no shame with a clear conscience
No regrets and guilt free, you claim that ain't the way that he built me
Smoke scream, we're going in flames
Know as soon as they're done what the deal be
Say it's time for things to change
We arrange that dope product we built cheap
Anything if it's more to gain
Dream, manipulated like artists, it's real deep
Until no more remains, but I'm still me
Like authentic hip-hop and rock, to pop and radio
You record companies kill me
Try to force me to strain it, no way
They got the gall to say "yo, how real can real be?"
You feel me? you will see, the greed will be to blame
Greedy for the fame, TV or a name
Media, the game, to me your all the same
You're guilty

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame

Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same

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"Cemetery Gates"- Pantera



Reverend reverend is this some conspiracy?
Crucified for no sins
An image beneath me
What's within our plans for life
It all seems so unreal
I'm a man cut in half in this world
Left in my misery...

The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your

Well I guess
You took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of a
New-found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold.

Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the
Cemetery gates

Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last

Through all those
Complex years
I thought I was alone
I didn't care to look around
And make this world my own
And when she died
I should've cried and spared myself some pain...
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories still remain

The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates

The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates!
Gates! Gates!

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"Cash Still Rules / Scary Hours"

 

[Raekwon]
Shake them niggaz
Scary hours no money out, smash the Guinness Stout
Play the outfield, Lucille, switched cracks on shields
She's a rich fiend, sacrifice her fam, shift them niggaz
to Queens, Guess jeans she charged thirty-five beans
Hit the cell phone, regulate with well known tone
A Wally kingpin, who also slam and strike edition
Whattup, Corleone smoke the bone Tone phone me
Whattup he tried to slang there, address him with chrome only
Grady with the gray beard, transport for him
Rockin Nike at? Rastafarianburg, pipin that
Switchin Benzes, ten carat nigga with gold lenses
Frontin like he's sittin on a lump he's sittin on junk
You wanna pull a heist, draw guns and robberies
You wanna rock rep, step in yellow Wallabies
Names arraigned, the century fox, little glocks
Them niggaz with stocks, wail on your blocks
Rich lifestyle, small like an ordinary white child
But right now, Son is still shine, shed light now
Breakdown, liquidate God, fuck it grab the nickel plate
Spencer for Hire, tension when we mention Dryer
He's a slave cop, behave pop
Blue suits who bay stop us blow that cat
at the Purple Haze spot

[Method Man]
I remember stickin fiends at the one-six-ooh
when we was starvin, duckin five-oh, payin em dues
Times is hard in the slums I'm from, they got us barred in
We warrin and cage dodgin, rippin and robbin
Got the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in
your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron
That's somethin niggaz can't pardon
City overrun by young gun with bad intention, and Wu-Wear garment
So I see no need to mention, the potency
of a sting from a killa bee, kickin the battery
out the back of them wisecracks
Distorted for your get high you hijack
These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine
This the year of the grimy nigga, ragtime
Keep these niggaz on the run, peep my Clan emblem
Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin from

Catch us swimmin with these sharks now, you rap villains
(I feel the same way you niggaz feelin)
We feel the same way you feelin, let it be known (let it be known)
[together] What the blood clot you niggaz dealin, you crash dummies
Cash rules, still don't nuttin move but the money

[Ghostface]
Aiyyo strongarm that kid right there with wavy hair
Billy Johnson, snatched him out his whip in Times Square
Took his Pumas, nameplate, dude lost weight
Summer eighty-eight, started a fight, that can't wait
Ask Dorothy, same kid pussy up in Marsey
Blazin that Tad Rossi, up in the Marquis
He lost like a hundred ounces, Jake rushed his houses
Had him on the porch, ass no trousers
This souped up, individual stuck, the new stuff
Same kid cryin on the stand with Judge Cuffner
Kissed him with art num it's three to nine style
Before he left he flashin his face like Denzel
Richard Dale took his Beaver, off the wall pullin his whip
Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater
His safe butt was all fucked up, as he had me laughin
God you see how he was laid out, in the grass
with dirt in his mouth, Slim woke him up told him he wild out
Blood leakin from his teeth he smiled like he gunned out
Big bolo, stackin his shit financed a Volvo
He copped his shit from a small, coffeeshop in SoHo
He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the Lower East
Posin like he rappin out...
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Speak softly love-Andy Williams

Speak softly love and hold me warm against your heart
I feel your words the tender trembling moment start
We're in a world, our very own
Sharing a love that only few have ever known

Wine colored days warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights, when we are one

Speak softly love so no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love we make we'll live until we die
My life is yours, and all because
You came into my world with love so softly love

Wine colored days warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights, when we are one

Speak softly love so no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love we make we'll live until we die
My life is yours, and all because
You came into my world with love
So softly love........

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Rage Against The Machine – Killing In The Name Lyrics

Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya 
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Uggh!
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"When The Ship Goes Down (Diamond D Remix)"

Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down

Livin' on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
Rollin' around nine deuce Cadillac
Still got my homies to watch my back
And they'll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat

That's why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin'
They follow a hollow point shells hard ta swallow
Why wallow when ya come ta roll on I put tha clip
An dust bring ya ass on

Kickin' dust on ya head as tha gat busts
My grip surrounded
I'm about ta get rushed I brushed wit death
How many shells stuffed in my closet [Incomprehensible]

When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)

When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(Ya better be ready)

Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down

I told tha boyz get tha sawed off glock
And tha rest of tha gats as I strapped on tha bullet-proof vest, boom
I think I got one to tha chest hot damn
I didn't want to kill a man

Shit, I still stand tall with tha hill clan y'all
Better stand back niggaz 'bout ta fall
I'm comin' out blastin' like Yosemite Sam
Get tha cheese an tha bread for tha ham

When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)

When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(When tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready
(Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down)
(Ya better be ready)

Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down

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SPM-ILLEGAL AMIGOS

 

 

[Verse 1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the whole story
I'll be on stage, when you kill that punk for me
Drink some more forty, fuck my Lil' Shorty
Pick out your ride, Luxturious or Sporty
Money is no object for this killa project
Caballo a low-low that bounce like a hot check
You always have my back, my number one soldado
Watch the time fly on this dimond lace novato
Me, I'm rollin in tha two tone corvette
My third wife, ain't even born yet
I'm Dope House Records, band outta Texas
Real niggaz eatin MC's for breakfast
Relentless, when they hand me tha steal
Get your family killed, like amid-divil
The ink in my pen shoot poison from a blow pipe
I pimp two bitches Mary Jane and Snow White...

[Chorus 1]
(Who can hang with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal Amigos, from LB's tha Kilos
(Who can hang with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal Amigos, stackin 'em c-noes

[Verse 2]
C-Frawn, I'm a mothafuckin face, is it tha place?
To get my pocket, nothin but big face
Dollar billers
See me rollin in these streets
With these mothafuckin killas
Get on my lap, make a left on Hillah
Givin shouts out, en dath, yo SPM pass me tha gap
So i can show there mothafuckers where my heart is at
Cath me in tha back of that Benzino
Puntin on my C-Noes
Migga JP, where tha fuck we gone go
Blowin all this smoke, Straight flowin out tha window
I thought you knew we blowin two sticks of vindo
No turnin back bro, continue on my hustle though
I ain't comin up show
Must maintain, ain't that right Hoe Ohh!!!
You see my at the show
Chillin with them blunt masters
Pushin off that green dragons stick it
With that V and soak it
Puta! you couldn't even see me
Talkin bout, ain't that Chuy from tha T.V...

[Chorus 2:]
(Who can hang with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal amigos puttin down our peoples
(Who can hang with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal amigos stayin incognito...

[Verse 3]
Illegal amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected like dots
Extensions C-Notes from kilos
As my nigga nino, he know
How to make 100 thousand dollas
A week, startin' from Zero
Now we got connections from Chicago to L.A. (L.A.)
The holly West, we even got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
House of pounds then Key's to Key's
And I still keep my eyes on my K-Sam...
We big ballin', that's what I'm tellin' my people
Afilliated, La Colecta, Illegal Amigos
Blunt Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans
Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis
Illegal amigos, tha mexican connection
Everything from Key's to pounds to automatic Weapons
Big Ballin...!

[Chorus 1]

[Verse 4]
As the sun goes down we begin to post up
I done cook my coke up and my dope is low punk
Don't fight the fillin, aventually you give in
SPM, rock tha world that you live in
Street raise for combat, hollin where tha bomb at
Fuck hoes and all that, bitches is a draw back
I go all out, walk down the wrong route
Gone South, Knew what I'm torn bout
Ya'll down my padential, my padentials
I twist ya niggas up like pretzels
Man quien soy? Carlos Coy
80 G's a month stayin self-employed
Killin 'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They askin me if I'm the best
I tell 'em probably
You fellas, just jealous on my dick like relish
I promise Imma show your bitch ass what hell is...

[Chorus 2]

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"Hey Brother" by Avicii:

Heeeey Brother, there’s an endless road to re-discover.
Heeeey Sister, know that water's sweet but blood is thicker.
Ooo if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.

Heeeey Brother, do you still believe in one another?
Heeeey Sister, do you still believe in love I wonder?
Ooo if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.

What if I’m far from home?
Oh Brother I will hear you call.
What if I lose it all?
Oh Sister I will help you out!
Ooo if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.

Heeeey Brother, there’s an endless road to re-discover.
Heeeey Sister, do you still believe in love I wonder?
Ooo if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.

What if I’m far from home?
Oh Brother I will hear you call.
What if I lose it all?
Oh Sister I will help you out!
Ooo if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.
 

 

"Wake Me Up" by Avicii:

Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can't tell where the journey will end
But I know where it starts
They tell me I'm too young to understand
They say I'm caught up in a dream
Well life will pass me by if I don't open up my eyes
Well that's fine by me

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
[x2]

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
I hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don't have any plans
I wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life's a game made for everyone
And love is a prize

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
[x2]
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"Climbing Up the Walls" as written by and Thomas Edward/greenwood Yorke....
 

I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die

And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling

That either way he turns
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there

Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls

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Salt Tank - Angels Landing

 

I will always be with you
sometimes black sometimes white
and there's no need to be scared,
you re always on my mind,
You just take a giant step,
one step higher,
the air will hold you if you try,
trust my wings of desire.

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Saltwater (The Thrillseekers Remix)

 

Oscail mo shile
Nos m ist sin
Ar an tsile snmha

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day

Open my eyes saltwater rain
Oscail mo shil in that way
ist t in that way
ist t in that way

Missing part in that way
ist t oscail mo shil

Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day

Open my eyes, saltwater rain
Oscail mo shil, no more inside
Saltwater rain, oscail mo shil
English translation, open my eyes

Bigger, listen to us
Swimming in saltwater
Open my eyes, saltwater rain
Open my eyes in that way
You listen in that way
You listen in that way

Missing part, in that way
You listen open my eyes
No more inside, saltwater rain
Open my eyes

 
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Butthole Surfers

"Pepper"

 

Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas

Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic
Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus
Then there was the ever present football player-rapist
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas

Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg
Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
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