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| Post ur favorite lyrics here, while playin: | Started by: RollinBlade on Jun 08, '14 02:21 |
Play the "Limp Bizkit" Quiz "Show Me What You Got" keepin it real world wide baby limp bizkits in the house so bring it on i'd like to dedicate this song to you for makin my dreams come true for the millinum are you ready? then get the fuck up Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester., Louisville, Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine? where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale, Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco? I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell. Got lost in Boston lookin' for the tea party. Met a child molester in Worchester Need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix. I get silly when I play in Philly. Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City. Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver. Hard rock don't stop down in Vegas. In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy and I probably aint leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland. Found my lucky coin in Des Moine and spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena. We get the swing from new Orleans. Ft Worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis. Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA, what can i say, i cant name'm all. so somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up!! show me what you got Whooo ha Show me what you got hey ladies whos hot whos not who? who? whos hot whos not i can't help but believe in these friends these bands these stories and the places that i've been I thank God, mom & dad, Adrian,for the love I feel inside, Jordan, my phat ass band, with out'em I'd be nothin' but a pumpkin shoved inside a can. with out the fans there wouldn't be no show and if that was really so than life would really blow. To the firm, you always got my back. Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks. My brother Cory d, my man terry date, we brought it to the plate and you made it sound great. Scott Weiland the melody man, if you cant sing it nobody can. woo tang clan skills from the method. The worlds best mc kills on this record. Slim shady crazy ass cracker. Staind, a brand new drug for your brain. Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool and all of the bands for the demos that were kool. im so grateful for this life of mine. The ones I didn't thank I will some other time now i just want somebody anybody, everybody get the fuck up!! show me what you got yeeee ha Show me what you got hey ladies whos hot whos not who? who? whos hot whos not whos...........hot? i've been around this world and then some. dum ditty dum kid where you comin' from? I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages. Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious. An mc with bad habits I am. I see a mic then I grab it, scary aint it? comin' raw with no corrections. savin' all perfection's for what I do with my erections so dream on!! |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Oct 31, '14 01:26 | |
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Earl Sweatshirt Ft Tyler The Creator [Verse 1: Earl] Uh, was always smartmouthed and quick-witted [Verse 2: Tyler] [Verse 3: Earl] [Verse 4: Tyler] Verse 2 is the best |
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| Reply by: WolfHaley at Oct 31, '14 03:18 | |
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CAGE THE ELEPHANT LYRICS"Ain't No Rest For The Wicked" I was walkin' down the street
When out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching me She said, "I never seen a man Who looked so all alone Oh could you use a little company? And if you pay the right price Your evening will be nice And you can go and send me on my way." I said, "You're such a sweet young thing Why you do this to yourself?" She looked at me and this is what she said [Chorus:] Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked Money don't grow on trees I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed And ain't nothing in this world for free No I can't slow down I can't hold back Though you know I wish I could No there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good Not even 15 minutes later I'm still walkin' down the street When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight And then he swept up from behind He put a gun up to my head He made it clear he wasn't lookin' for a fight He said give me all you got I want your money not your life But if you try to make a move I won't think twice I told him you can have my cash But first you know I gotta ask What made you wanna live this kind of life? He said [Chorus] Well now a couple hours passed And I was sitting in my house The day was winding down and coming to an end So I turned to the TV And flipped it over to the news And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend I saw a preacher man in cuffs He'd taken money from the church He'd stuff his bank account with righteous dollar bills But even still I can't say much Because I know we're all the same Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills [Chorus:] You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Money don't grow on trees We got bills to pay We got mouths to feed And ain't nothing in this world for free No we can't slow down We can't hold back Though you know we wish we could No there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good |
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| Reply by: Whor-able at Nov 05, '14 15:29 | |
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Lyrics to Get Up On It (feat. Chamillionaire) [ These are Get Up On It Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ] |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 07, '14 03:19 | |
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"Kimnotyze" [Intro: Lil' Kim]
Gib's mir richtig, ganz egal wo [Chorus 1: Lil' Kim (Troop)] Kimmie, Kimmie, Kimmie Can't you see Sometimes ya style just hypnotize me (And I just love your sexy ways I guess that's why they broke And you're so paid) [x2] [Verse 1: Lil' Kim] I'm a big dog, ya'll don't wanna *uh* with me I rule on th streets like a trucker B Move out my way when it's time to get paid What you know about hydrolics on the escalade We hit switches like they do in Cali Cept we ain't in 6-4s we low ride in dinaleys Lexus, Vipers, eatin' up the flo' Straight-out swordfish with the TVO Lil' Kim and Tomekk, we so hot we burnin' Give it to you in English, put it down in German Gib's mir richtig, ganz egal wo Said 'Roll right or don't roll at all' Now, getcha walk on, getcha rub on All my Gs in the club, getcha thug on Getcha name back, putcha bling on Big ballas at the bar, getcha drink on Love to smoke out, getcha steam on Low riders hittin' switches getcha lane on Getcha game back, putcha mack on And if I hear you talkin' yak, getcha smack ob [Chorus 2: Lil' Kim] Kimmie, Kimmie, Kimmie Can't you see Sometimes ya style just hypnotize me And I just love your sexy ways I guess that's why they broke And you're so paid [x2] [Verse 2: Troop (Lil Kim)] Ich bin horny, Yell, ich geb's dir von vorne Troop, Lil Kim, DJ Tomekk Wieder werd ich No 1, wah dan, wah dan, wah dan Bei dir gibt's so viel zu sehn, da gibt's keine Logik, Da gibt's nix zu verstehn Kimmy, willst du mit mir gehn? Verlier meinen Verstand, ja, das muss ich gestehn Mein Feuer, das brennt lichterloh Von Karlsruhe bis nach Itzeho Du treibst es auf die Spitze, du (Gib's mir richtig, ganz egal wo) In der Kche auf dem Herd, in der Scheune auf dem Pferd, [? ], und danach noch mehr (Ganz egal wo) Und ich wei es gefllt dir sehr [laugh] Kimmy, ich wei genau was ich tun soll Und es ist ein tolles Gefhl oh wy [Chorus 1: Lil' Kim (Troop)] Kimmie, Kimmie, Kimmie Can't you see Sometimes ya style just hypnotize me (And I just love your sexy ways I guess that's why they broke And you're so paid) [x4] Hahaha... ganz egal wo |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 07, '14 05:02 | |
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War Lyricsfrom Involved War, huh yeah Oh, war, I despise I said Oh war, is an enemy to all mankind War, good God, y'all Oh, war has shattered many young man's dreams War, huh, good God y'all Peace love and understanding tell me War, huh, good God y'all
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| Reply by: Whor-able at Nov 10, '14 19:15 | |
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Sunshine - Beyond the horizon (translation)I allways see sin and allways the first one I'm spontaneous like a lightning It's said that i'm everywhere That i'm fucked up like Attila Hun Fill the shotgun That i'm fucked up like Attila Hun In air flow can be heard and are swinging That i'm fucked up like Attila Hun |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 15, '14 01:43 | |
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M E T H O D man Hey you get off my cloud Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes Straight up, you movin' too fast so baby wait up Few can ever get this whole commit legit Meth Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip hop Move it in, move it out, stick it in, pull it out M E T H O D, Man Rappers can't get with the style extra wicked [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] early bird, that's my word Hey enter the square if you dare without a fro, I'm so raw that I'm real Bartender bring more wine Get in line for the Wu-Tang, killer bees on the swarm Read more: Method Man - Method Man Lyrics | MetroLyrics |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 15, '14 03:30 | |
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Call My Name - Morgan James
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I can't wait to get my arms around you |
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| Reply by: Sienna at Nov 15, '14 21:11 | |
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"Release Yo' Delf" [Intro/Chorus: Blue Raspberry] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry your careers won't be lasting long [Chorus] [Verse One:] Check it, I'm the fuckin man, who they mention Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo Blazin, the stuff that ignites stimulation Inside ya, cuz I be that house over water forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon adventure, niggaz need to touch they freakin picture For the sickness, that be spreadin with the quickness Remedies, cousin I be doin on my enemies Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories Emotion, rushin through your down street vicinity Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity (Tical.... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...) As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh Keep it movin, and keep it movin uh Keep it movin baby we be movin uh Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH What's that rhythm what's that sound Party people getting down When it hit the baddest man Just release, yo delf!! [Verse Two:] My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan I be comin, for the headpiece you can't cope For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to mother Serial, killa, style from Big Isle No Stat, my peoples are you with me where you at? Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean thick Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want dick It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo' That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no mo' What is it? Niggaz think they bigga Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic Then I add a Snapple, nigga want the juice But he don't want the hassle Then we try to overthrow the castle Better yet the tent when I'm comin to your town Black man, the rental, God, the pistol YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops Here, no more dough will be made Unless it's being made by hoes What's that rhythm what's that sound Party people getting down When it hit the baddest man Just breathe in, till then And keep it movin, baby keep it movin I plan to keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin Baby we be movin, you know we keep it moo..RARHRAH [Chorus] [Outro:] Throw your hands in the sky And wave em from side to side And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical Let me hear you say stim-uli [Chorus] |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 17, '14 03:53 | |
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"Visionz" |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Nov 24, '14 05:34 | |
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"(Rock) Superstar" [Chino Moreno talking]
Alot of a...sharks out there...try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot Lot of chameleons out there...try'na change up Anytime somethin' new comes along...everybody wants a bite Don't happen overnight [Chorus: B-Real] So you wanna be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world don't trust no body Gotta look over your shoulder constantly [B-Real] I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up Looking in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up The rock crowd, make money, chill with the honey's Sign autographs or whatever the people want from me Shit's funny how impossible dreams manifest And the games that be comin' with it, nevertheless You got to go for the gusto but you don't know About the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your peers And losing some of yourself to the years past gone by Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac and the brainiac don't know how to act Shit's deep, 48 tracks Studio gangster mack signed the deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil' But never will 'til he crosses over Still filling your head with fantasies Come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna be a rock superstar in the biz? And take shit from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is high And some can't pay the way Still trapped in what you rappin' about Tell me what happened when you lost clout The route you took started collapsing No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women And everybody shits on your name [Chorus x2] [Norega talking] People see rockstars, younawhaI'msayin? But you still...try'na...get out more like, like everybody else It's a fun job, but it's still a job Save your money man, save your money too It's single don't last very long, younawhaI'msayin? I mean...you're lucky in this game too There's gon' be another cat comin' out Lookin' like me, soundin' like me, next year I know this They'll be a flipside, do whatchu you do Somebody'll try to spin off like some series [Sen Dog] You ever have big dreams of makin' real cream? Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream You wanna look shanty in the Bentley Be a snob and never act friendly You wanna have big fame, let me explain What happends to these stars and their big brains First they get played like all damn day Long as you sell everything will be O.K. Then you get dissed by the media and fans Things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never give full to the fullest That's while fools end up dining on the bullet Think everything's fine in the big time See me in my Lex' with the chrome raised high So you wanna roll far and live large? It ain't all that goes with bein' a rockstar [Chorus x2] [B-Real] My own son don't know me I'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely But I thank God I'm with my homies But sometimes I wish I was back home But only no radio or video didn't show me No love, the phony, gotta hit the road slowly So the record gets pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like mony And the press say that my own people disown me And the best way back is to keep your head straight Never inflate the cranium They're too worried about them honies at the Paladium Who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on Go on, fall off, the hoes roll on 'Til the next rock superstar with no shame Give him a year, he'll be right out the game The same as the last one who came before him Gained fame, started gettin' ignored, I warned him Assured him, this ain't easy take it from Weezy Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin' lethal "Assassins, assassins" [Chorus x2] |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Dec 10, '14 11:54 | |
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NOTORIOUS B.I.G (feat. Bone-Thugz-N-Harmony)"Notorious Thugs"
Armed and dangerous
ain't too many can bang with us straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us you all niggas be scrambling, gambling up in restaurants with mandolins and violins. We just sittin' here trying to win, try not to sin high off weed and lot's of gin so much smoke need oxygen steadily countin' them Benjamins. Nigga you should too, if you knew, what this game'll do to you been in this shit since '92 look at all the bullshit I been through so called beef with you know who fuck a few female stars or two then a blue light niggas knew like Mike-shit not to be fuck wit. Motherfucker better duck quick 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit, fuck the luck shit strictly aim no aspiration to quit the game. Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip and hit the right one pass that weed I gotta light one all them niggas I gotta fight one all them hoes I gotta like one our situation is a tight one what you wanna do? fight or run? Seems to me that you'll take thee, Bone and Big nigga die slowly I'm gonna tell you like a nigga told me, cash rule everything around me. Shit lyrically, niggas can't see me, fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it, blow the bitch before you caught yourself loving it -- nigga wit a Benz fucking it. Doesn't it seem odd to you Big comes through wit mobs and crews Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thug dudes who's the killer? me or you? (We forgive you for you know not what you do) Seven A.M. woke in the mornin' with henney and caffeine and green and nicotine no dough so pop a couple of those, Lil' Rippsta..nigga mista clean, nigga deep--deep in my temple and now to get, sentimentally steamed, wit my..instrumelody, and heated especially ball your team, and a 45 indeed will beam now between the scenes destroy your dreams, you willing to die we'll see how many faces when I cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo' Thugs trying to be perfect--disciples, when its survival told by the double edged sword triple, six rivals spittin' fire this the real truth bitch, breaking down for lies my messiah better be ready for Armageddon shit's expired. it's wild, bless the child, the one that became a man put in positions already there all that I had to do was stare. Test me now, contend never no surrender no pretend pick up my pen and my hand one of my trusted friend, friend. Hey! open and lets see if ya' real, we all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, maybe we ain't marchin' we shootin', and daily recruitin' there's a thug born, everyday in the ghetto, we start em' off little with hit em' up out with a pen and pad hit me led now kick it...... Nigga roll wit Bone up into the days of ours, to the dome wit a shot or burn, never do toss on the curb/me feelin' the urge to sperve, when I'm broke as fucks and giving that mossburg swerve. Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells--to put in this 12 gauge sawed off, get em' all off, nigga your loss, take it all off, got a nigga caught doe. For the Bone and leatherface seemin' to thug in the cut--to let the mo' how many pulling ain't nothin'--bitch if ya stick em' we buckin' em guns that's fucked up. Now lemme get down wit the crime, gotta go purchase a dime put in a state to get down for the crime smocking the reefa to ease my mind, swig some wine. Step on the block when the rocks what will I be servin' them dummies see gotta buck em' on down if he come back talking like gimme back my money. Thuggin wit me killers, need us a liter of liquor but niggas ain't got shit but a sawed off pump chrome 38 pistol now who ready to get bent. Nigga like me feenin' for them green leaves, but I ain't had no dough gotta make some money so, I'm making my dummy rocks if I go broke. [Chorus 2X] [Verse Two: Layzie Bone] Lil' Lay hey coming in a form of scripture, finna get ya and hit magic droppin' down lick but I call on my gadgets, with a automatic status we spray time to load the glocks but I'm thinking not, there's another he forced telling me do what I gotta do so I up my pipe a nigga die tonight, and I'm always waiting for the boys in blue. Biggie boots on my ass now provide the cellular phone and call Bone what's happenin' grab artillery niggas start packin', 'cause a motherfucker try to get me in a jackin' and I did em'. Hit em' right between the eyes the spot was wise wanna test a niggas size and it cost em' nigga fuck around wit the wrong shit you all get mo' murdered all day, all day. We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'm gonna call my boys and bring all the guns you all niggas wanna have a little' fun wit number one, one, in a red red rum rum rum rum rum rum, wit a red red rum rum rum rum rum rum, wit a red red rum... [Chorus to fade] |
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| Reply by: Stryker at Dec 15, '14 19:58 | |
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^nice, that's the spirit :) |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Dec 15, '14 20:01 | |
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"Numb" I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) [Chorus:] I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Can't you see that you're smothering me, Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control? 'Cause everything that you thought I would be Has fallen apart right in front of you. (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you. (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) And every second I waste is more than I can take. [Chorus:] I've become so numb, I can't feel you there, Become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you. And I know I may end up failing too. But I know You were just like me with someone disappointed in you. [Chorus:] I've become so numb, I can't feel you there, Become so tired, so much more aware. I'm becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you. [Chorus:] I've become so numb, I can't feel you there. (I'm tired of being what you want me to be) I've become so numb, I can't feel you there. (I'm tired of being what you want me to be) |
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| Reply by: Roman at Dec 17, '14 20:57 | |
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"God Bless The Dead" [2pac:]
Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls That's right boy, it's goin on Right here, Thug Life God bless the dead God bless the dead & buried nigga Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse I ain't mad, I know you're representin the crew And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller, money went as quick as it came My role models gone or they locked in the pen Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams Money makin mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac:] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang I been caught up in this game Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin to hang I can see 'em in my head, pow Memories of my nigga but he dead now Lookin back in my yearbook all the years took Half my peers, they're stretched for years And if I die will they all shed tears Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear Paranoid got me lookin in the mirror Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice Fuck the police & all the courts same way they fucked us And why the hell am I locked in jail They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell In my mind I can see it comin And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin By keepin gun & never run unless I'm comin at ya Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter God bless the dead [Chorus] [2pac:] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you Yo Stretch, Biggie [Stretch:] Yo Big this is to you my nigga Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz Sendin they respect, know I mean? You my nigga for life, forever You're always gonna be with a nigga No matter what, don't forget that I pray before I go to sleep "Dear God say my prayers before I start to eat, cause times is hard So I'm droppin to my knees, oh why? Why you have to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun Hearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze me But it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazy Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin vest Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeah God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead |
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| Reply by: WorBomb at Dec 26, '14 00:12 | |
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"Sex Is Good" by Saving Abel |
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| Reply by: Goddess_of_Fire at Dec 27, '14 00:58 | |
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"Niggas In Paris" [Guy:] We're gonna skate to one song and one song only.
[Jay-Z:] So I ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me first niggas gotta find me What’s 50 grand to a muhfucka like me Can you please remind me? Ball so hard, this shit crazy Y’all don’t know that don’t shit phase me The Nets could go 0-82 and I look at you like this shit gravy Ball so hard, this shit weird We ain’t even s’pose to be here, Ball so hard, since we here It’s only right that we be fair Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolleys that don’t tick tock Audemars that’s losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too you escaped what I’ve escaped You’d be in Paris getting fucked up too Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s So ball so hard, bitch behave, just might let you meet Ye, Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK [Hook] [x2] Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me That shit cray [x3] [Kanye West] She said Ye can we get married at the mall? I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all Ball so hard That shit cray (that shit cray), ain’t it Jay? Ball so hard What she order (what she order), fish filet Ball so hard Your whip so cold (whip so cold), this old thing Ball so hard Act like you’ll never be around muhfuckas like this again Bougie girl, grab her hand Fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’) Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me Cause I was him I would have married Kate & Ashley What's Gucci my nigga? What's Louis my killa? What's drugs my deala? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I’m the illest Cause I’m suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris And they going gorillas, huh! [(Chazz) & Jimmy] I don't even know what that means. (No one knows what it means, but it's provocative) No, it's not, it's gross (It gets the people going!) [Jay-Z] Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me [Kanye West] You are now watching the throne Don’t let me get in my zone [x3] These other niggas is lyin’ Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine [Jay-Z] I got that hot bitch in my home [Kanye West] You know how many hot bitches I own? Don’t let me get in my zone [x4] The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know I’m bout to kill it How you know, I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Don’t let me into my zone [x2] [Jay-Z & Kanye West] I’m definitely in my zone |
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| Reply by: Roman at Dec 28, '14 13:36 | |
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