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

Girls eminem Little weasel DJ lethal on mtv after I gave you props on that cd you go on mtv saying Ina whoop your ass when I c me. Come on dog u deposed to be on that song talkin bad how u hate em what you all in his thong and Fred you said you was dissin him to should of new not to listen to you fucki sissy screaming how bad ppl hate you they just think your corn sinse Christina played u Marshal Mathews eminem Shaggy 2 dope and violent gay clam in Detroit when y'all live 50 miles away.
Reply by: Chromebutthole at Dec 29, '14 10:04
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Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha. Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha. Happy Birthday Dear WorBomb Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha.
Reply by: Roman at Dec 29, '14 10:57
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Warren G - Regulate
(feat. Nate Dogg)

[G:]
Regulators
we regulate any stealing of his property
and we damn good too
But you can't be any geek off the street,
gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep!
REGULATORS!!! MOUNT UP!

[G:]
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone

[Nate:]
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
all you skirts know what's up with 213

[G:]
So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck."

[Nate:]
Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

[G:]
I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
they took my rings, they took my rolex
I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"

[Nate:]
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down

[G:]
They got guns to my head
I think I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin in my own town
If I had wings I could fly
let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate

[Nate:]
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
now they droppin and yellin
it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate

I laid all them busters down
I let my gat explode
now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
if you want skirts sit back and observe
I just left a gang of those over there on the curb

[G:]
Now Nate got the freaks
and that's a known fact
before I got jacked I was on the same track
back up back up cause it's on
N A T E and me
the Warren to the G

[Nate:]
Just like I thought
they were in the same spot
in need of some desperate help
the Nate Dogg and the G-child
were in need of something else
one of them dames was sexy as hell
I said "ooo I like your size."
she said "my car's broke down and you seem real nice,
would ya let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
the next stop is the Eastside Motel

[G:]
I'm tweaking
into a whole new era
G-Funk
step to this
I dare ya
Funk
on a whole new level

[Nate:]
the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

[G:]
Chords
Strings
We brings
Melody
G-Funk
where rhythm is life
and life is rhythm

[Nate:]
If you know like I know
you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-Funk era
funked out with a gangsta twist
if you smoke like I smoke
then you high like everyday
and if your ass is a buster
213 will regulate

Reply by: Adz at Dec 29, '14 11:35

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"Steel Magnolia" (feat. Barron Ricks) [Attendant:] "That takes a fourteen shot clip You expecting an army?" [Serpico:] "No....just the division" [Barron Ricks] "Yeah, once again, (that's right) We about to attack this (Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) Yeah (Nicky Bond) Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro All my little short niggaz Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo" Fillin out the cards to your eulogy Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it That's what niggaz get for fuckin with this maniac depressive nigga with aggresion, Smith and Wesson, in his possession Harlem got me like that, too many grimy, slimy niggaz on the take For short cake, we won't hesistate I miss inhabitants who politic in residence for presidents Across 110th, to 55th My covenant is protected, I'm doministic Survival principles my ethics, eastern philosophy's my method Good samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise I hope you fuckin with Glocks and fo' fifths Wrath's Napolean, so teach your origin, slash wrists Shatter chins, and bust clips Check it, "here is somethin you can't understand" Steel Magnolia [B-Real] I got the steel magnum, braggin, leavin my toe tagged As I get raggamuffin, no bluffin, the body bagged Breaks all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics Clean up the magic, chrome startin up static Greed means that you die quick, click the vision Greed lies anmbition, five slugs for the mission Seven cause you go to the heaven or hell and dwell to meet your maker, but you met the shotgun shell Buckshots sting like bees, I smoke trees on the hilltops, clubshops and chilling overseas Take in the breeze, Mr. Freeze squeeze the trigger Killa G's got you week in the knees, to take it ea-sy! [Barron Ricks] Steel Magnolia Magnificent guns bust when 'Uzi Weighs a Ton' And yo' Glock spits, consecutive rounds shot from clips spells murder, sound synonymous to burner Leave niggaz ass up, gaspin for air, front seats of truck So who the fuck want me to press on they luck, bastard they son When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to run Annihilation, destroyin all expectations Have relatives embrace your Harlem hopital, we all patient 5 foot 6, concealed steel, pop more grip With fixed sights that drifted to right, triggers light So relinquish son, I'm to the finish, and you acknowledge Couldn't pop a clutch or light a skyrocket, nigga stop it! Steel Magnolia [B-Real] Steel Magnolia, bury ya, six niggaz carry ya To your final rest area What you worried though, you ain't above that with a slug And your chest beats, blowin out your back, take it easy To your eulogy, open heart surgery Emergency, 911, come in a hurry From the Hills to the Polo realms, stackin the bills I put you under my lo-lo, hit my switch, then kill A bitch nigga steppin on my toes, fuck foes and hoes Get stuck in the ass like Pete Rose I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows, you chose to get you nose your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke You're like a fat joint, I'm takin a toke, I'm like coke But you ain't smilin, feelin erratic, a fuckin addict To the dope shit, you better hope the shit stop Smooth, holdin the Glock, rockin the hot shit [Barron Ricks] Steel Magnolia Steel Magnolia Steel Magnolia Steel Magnolia
Reply by: WorBomb at Dec 30, '14 00:42
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Samwell - "What What (In The Butt)"

I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?

You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Lets do it in the butt, okay...

I feel you watching me. Over there. Come to me, if you care. Don't sit and stare. It's just not fair. Make your move, if you dare.

I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?

You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Lets do it in the butt, okay...

It's okay, if you have a little fight. Don't you worry: I won't bite (not that hard). If you want it, I'll give you power. Just be gentle, I'm delicate like a flower.

I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?
I said what what, in the butt?

You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Lets do it in the butt, okay...

I will give you what you need
All I want is your big fat seed
Give it to me if you please, give it to me, if you please.

I will give you what you need
All I want is your big fat seed
Give it to me if you please, give it to me, if you please.

I said what what, in the butt? I said what what in the butt? I said what what in the butt? I said what what in the butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt? You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt? You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Let's do it in the butt. Okay...
(aaah, aaah, aaah, )
I will give you what you need. All I want is your big fat seed. Give it to me, if you please give it to me. I will give you what you need. All I want is your big fat seed. Give it to me, if you please give it to me.

I said what what? Okee... Okee!

Reply by: P_habulis at Dec 30, '14 10:08

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Clash Of The Titans Lyrics

from Cypress Hill IV

"Clash Of The Titans" is track #7 on the album Cypress Hill IV. It was written by L. Freese, L. Muggerud.

Make certain that no stone stands
That no creature crawls
I command you to let loose the last of the titans
It's time to strike

Let the rain pour down from God above
With the blood of my blade, no love, begin the flood
Open the gates, let the battle begin, wherein
With wind at our backs, ready for any attacks

Sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm
The flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm
With the uniform of my sworn enemies
You raped and pillaged my city and spread disease

Feel the sword of the warrior's wrath, the path you take
Can lead to the math that the masters break
The clash of the titans, are you frightened of loss?

Fighting with the cause to free, you and yours and God's law
Look in the stars, aligned with sign and Mars
Destruction, what's your function, you roll with God

Attention
Attention

The soul of the master's elements, disaster
Breaking ya faster, transmitting the broadcaster
The blade swings, slashing your throat
The vision's on the mission, seeking the note
Dropping the bomb, by remote

Load up the cavalries, no salaries, the keys
The life's memories, strife bringing the thieves
Cut the heads off, hide in the loft, don't even cough
Or breath, pay the cost, moving your life's lost

Let the spirit reunite, with your weapon, you wanna fight
Hear the sound of the warriors stepping into the night
The eye in the sky, looking to punish ya, never hide
No cover to shelter your life, the souls begin to rise
And to clash

Attention
Attention

God's enemies, fall in upon, the knees crawling
Beheading the dead souls, who run away from their calling
Behold, the white horse, remorse, never the case
Every corner of the world, the battle is taking place

Let the war drum set the pace, you face fire
Resume, from the Temple of Boom and seek higher thought
Maybe you live, or maybe not, the blade's hot
Many renegades ready for battle, die on the spot

With one shot, one whole city becomes rocked
The clash rages on, people remain calm
Good, bad, all in the balance, you going mad
You can never tell, heaven or hell, the bloodshed

And it's all around, you can't run, sit in the cell
When the war's over, the light will shine, covering the spell
Celebrate now, put the blades to rest
No wickedness, only the blessed will hold down

Attention
You creating hysteria
Attention
Attention

Songwriters
L. FREESE, L. MUGGERUD

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Reply by: WorBomb at Dec 30, '14 13:19

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A HEAVY BURDEN BY. RAUNCHY

You know it turns me on to see
The way you look at me
With your eyes that dance on the pale white moon
Would you even think about leaving so soon?
And there she hits you within your eye
You know all is lost and about to die
Then she turns her head with a beautiful smile
And talks for a while with that

Fateful severed spitful boy
Deep away in the heart of joy
Talks like crazy, talks to the sea
The sea is what you see in me.

Track to the city filth that lies below
When Im with you the street are fields where flowers grow
You look pretty in every stitch youre in
Im a little boy Im in love with you in ways theyll never try.
Set sails for the future head on into the night
Set sails for the future head on into the night

You give yourself the red carpet grave
The last of the lost was hereby saved
With the serpent tongue and a hot plated heart
She turned back to the story from the start
And there she goes all dressed in style
All is won within all that dies
Then she turns her head with a beautiful smile
And talks for a while with that

Deadly severed spiteful tongue
Sweep away the heart with songs
Run like crazy, run to the sea
The sea is what you see in me.

Track to the city filth that lies below
When Im with you the street are fields where flowers grow
You look preaty in every stitch youre in
Im a little boy Im in love with you in ways theyll never try.
Set sails for the future head on into the night
Set sails for the future head on into the night

A rose dressed in thorns
Yet your touch is just a feeble plot
A rose dressed in thorns
A black kingdom between mountains of lust
Yet your touch is just a feeble plot
Kick up a fire and watch them explode

Reply by: yaksha at Dec 30, '14 13:59

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Alright partner
Keep on rollin' baby
You know what time it is

Throw your hands up
Ladies and gentlemen
Chocolate starfish
Keep on rollin', baby