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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 9:52 pm
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 10:01 pm
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Yes I am a dork Er songs.....
Your story sad to tell,
A teenage ne'er do well,
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block!
Your future's so unclear now,
What's left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade in on your smile!
Angels: (La lalala lalala lalala...)
Beauty school dropout,
No graduation day for you.
Beauty school dropout,
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo!
Well at least you could have taken time, to wash and clean
your clothes up,
After spending all that dough to have the doctor fix your nose
up!
Baby get moving (Baby get movin),
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving (What are you provin)?
You've got the dream but not the drive.
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool.
Turn in your teasin comb and go back to high school!
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
Hanging around the corner store.
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
It's about time you knew the score.
Well they couldn't teach you anything,
You think you're such a looker,
But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker!
Baby don't sweat it (Don't sweat it),
You're not cut out to hold a job.
Better forget it (Forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob?
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes whirled, but still the
world is cruel.
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school!
Baby don't blow it,
Don't put my good advice to shame.
Baby you know it,
Even Dear Abby'd say the same!
Now I've called the shot, get off the block, I really gotta
fly!
Gotta be going to that, malt shop, in the sky!
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
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When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music,
Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
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Show me how to lie
You’re getting better all the time
And turning all against the one
Is an art that’s hard to teach
Another clever word
Sets off an unsuspecting herd
And as you step back into line
A mob jumps to their feet
Now dance, ********, dance
Man, he never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you
And now you steal away
Take him out today
Nice work you did
You’re gonna go far, kid
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ‘em running for their lives
Slowly out of line
And drifting closer in your sights
So play it out I’m wide awake
It’s a scene about me
There’s something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay
And if you can’t get what you want
Well it’s all because of me
Now dance, ********, dance
Man, I never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you
And now you’ll lead the way
Show the light of day
Nice work you did
You’re gonna go far, kid
Trust, deceived!
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ‘em running for their lives
Now dance, ********, dance
He never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you
So dance, ********, dance
I never had a chance
It was really only you
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ‘em running for their lives
Clever alibis
Lord of the flies
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
Hit ‘em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ‘em running for their lives
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In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice that calls to me and speaks my name
And do I dream again for now I find
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my mind
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me to glance behind
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside your mind
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
It's me they hear...
Your/My spirit and my/your voice in one combined
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my/your mind
He's there, the phantom of the opera!
He's there, the phantom of the opera
Sing, my Angel of Music
Sing, my Angel
Sing for me
Sing, my Angel!
Sing for me!
I have brought you
to the seat of sweet music's throne
to this kingdom where all must pay homage to music
music
You have come here,
for one purpose, and one alone
Since the moment I first heard you sing,
I have needed you with me,
to serve me, to sing,
for my music...
my music...
And many more, but my brain is dead and I can't rember
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 8:40 pm
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What's the difference between me and you? (repeat 2X)
[Dr. Dre]
Back when Cube - was rollin wit Lorenzo in a Benzo
I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals
Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes
the business end of this s**t can turn your friends against you
But you was a real *****, I could sense it in you
I still remember the window of the car that you went through
That's ******** up, but I'll never forget the s**t we been through
And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
Cuz you my ***** Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit ******** the beef, ***** I miss you, and that's just bein real wit you
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is
And who I'm still cool wit
Then I got these fake-a** niggaz I first drew with
Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they *voice sample*
Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions
Move units, then talk s**t and we can do this
Until then - I ain't even speakin your name
Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same
*****, it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors
It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
That's the difference
Chorus: Phish (repeat 2X)
What's the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin
[Xzibit]
Yo I stay wit it
While you try to perpetrate, play wit it
Never knew about the next level until Dre did it (YEAH)
I stay committed while you ******** baby-sitted
I smash you critics like a overhand right from Riddick
(Yeah!) Come and get it, shitted on villians by the millions
I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings
So what the ******** am I supposed to do?
I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you (Come on!)
A heartless b*****d, high and plastered
My style is like the reaction from too much acid - never come down
Pass it around if you can't handle it
Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates
What's the difference between me and you? (What?)
About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles
Until my death, I'm Bangladesh
I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left
Yo that's the difference
Chorus
[Eminem]
Aight, hold up hold up!
STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got somethin to say
Dre; I wanna tell you this s**t right now while this ******** weed is in me
(The ********?!) I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg
I got your ******** back, just know this s**t
[Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you noticed it
But I've had your back from day one, ***** let's blow this b***h
[Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it?
[Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim b***h, I'll show you where the ocean is
[Eminem]
Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer
But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California
And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner
at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her
Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off ******** blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was lost product
That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up!
You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up!!
So what's the difference between us? We can start at the p***s
Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a ********," and see who means it!
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 8:46 pm
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[FANVID]
Somewhere in the Between
By: Streetlight Manifesto
You were gone
When we found you
You were practically surrounded
You were trapped
But the opposition stalled
Their blood ran cold
When they saw the look of love in your eyes
Maybe the times we had
They weren't that bad
And everything else
Was part of the plan
We sang: "I don't know where we go from here"
This is the alpha, omega, beginning and the end
And we all just idolize the dead
Chorus:
So you were born (So you were born)
And that was a good day
Someday you'll die (Someday you'll die)
And that is a shame
But somewhere in the between
Was a life of which we all dream
And nothing and no one will ever take that away
You had a love
And that love had you
And nothing mattered, you were fine
And some will complain
They're just bitter, what a shame
They know that loving and losing is better than nothing at all
Maybe the times we had, they weren't that bad
And everything else was part of our path
We sang: "I don't know where we go from here"
This is the anthem, the slogan, the summary of events
And we all just idealize the past
[Chorus]
(Instrumental Solos)
Yeah, the times we had, they were not that bad
And everything else, that was part of the plan
And we sang, "I don't know where we go from here"
This is the Alpha (Alpha!), Omega (Omega!), beginning and the end!
And we all just idolize the dead
[Chorus]
And someday soon my friends
This ride will come to an end
But we can't just get in line again.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 2:57 am
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its not my favourite, but it definitely inspiring xD
The Free Software Song
by Richard Stallman
[To the melody of Sadi Moma:]
Join us now and share the software;
You'll be free, hackers, you'll be free.
x2
Hoarders may get piles of money,
That is true, hackers, that is true.
But they cannot help their neighbors;
That's not good, hackers, that's not good.
When we have enough free software
At our call, hackers, at our call,
We'll throw out those dirty licenses
Ever more, hackers, ever more.
Join us now and share the software;
You'll be free, hackers, you'll be free.
x2
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 7:10 pm
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Ravidizh its not my favourite, but it definitely inspiring xD The Free Software Song
by Richard Stallman[To the melody of Sadi Moma:]Join us now and share the software; You'll be free, hackers, you'll be free. x2 Hoarders may get piles of money, That is true, hackers, that is true. But they cannot help their neighbors; That's not good, hackers, that's not good. When we have enough free software At our call, hackers, at our call, We'll throw out those dirty licenses Ever more, hackers, ever more. Join us now and share the software; You'll be free, hackers, you'll be free. x2
You'd like "I'm A Linux". |
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 11:08 pm
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 12:37 pm
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 10:44 am
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Yo do me a favor, accidently step on your white sun glasses
We don't wear those over here this is hip hop(that's right)
This is Carhart jackets, Timberland boots, unlaced
This is Champion hoodies, chicken wings and french fries
RIP pieces on the handball court, this is us still fightin' police brutality
This is hip hop
[Verse 1]
I ain't tryin' to bring New York back
I'm just a breath of fresh air, that good old New York rap
Slick talk to the track, come on who brought that to the game
Grafitti all on the train, get up your name I don't feel how I used to feel
I'm in my 20's so a new Nas joint used to give me the chills
In the barber shop tryin' to cop a new hot tape
Them Rob lowes is crazy the doo wop's greatest hip hop(hip hop)
And yes I'm a fan first if you from the south, finger snap till your hands hurt
If you from the west W's in the air, if you from the east coast act like you from here
The good old two step, the classic head nod
The thirsty iced grill, who wants to get robbed?
That was the energy in the club, on the real
That was the energy that I love, aww man
[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop
[Verse 2]
I ain't tryin' make you dance I just rip beats but the
Soul in my voice, give you quick feet
I don't know what it's like to not dig deep
When I'm holding this mic I don't just speak, pipsqueak
The tides come in and the earth shakes
200 hundred mile an hour winds I'm your worst fate, birthdate
July 6th 1980 how can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy, aww man
I gotta thank the lord 'cause with this pen in my hand
I don't think that hard it just happens
Wrist action classic in the makin'
I kick back and just laugh I'm happy I'm amazing
Look at me gaze into my eyes, see the poverty?
Now understand why me and this music just gotta be?
It's something that's inside of me and I can't shake it
So I embrace it, and let y'all taste it, aww man
[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop
[Verse 3]
Somethin' happen to may body when that track smokin'
Y'all swim more wilder than me, I be backstrokin'
I'm the best and my fans'll second that notion
I'll be the last man standing with my back broken
Crack open a couple of fortys Celebrate Mijo
My competition, man they squared in the H3
I run cricles around them like a skate key
And turn your little buzz into "Yo, whatever happened..?
So don't play B I ain't talking s**t
I just got a awful gift, that'll make your office doors just stiff
They won't open so no braggin' and no boastin' while I'm hungry
Matter fact, don't do that when I got a lot of money
Yup, I'm feelin' myself, that sound right
You gotta step in that ring like, listen I'll pound Mike
You gotta step on that court like, I could hold down Mike
The way I step on that stage and have the whole crowd like, aww man
[Chorus]
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop, aww man
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 3:35 pm
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took me forever to think of what song is my favorite
MF DOOM- Dead Bent
Ooh, you're like the sun
Chasing all of the pain away
When you come around, you bring brighter days
She told me, you're the perfect one
Me and you forever will be
He told her, I will rock this microphone ... always!
I hold the mic, like niggaz hold their girls tight
But I ain't after her, probably your Acura pearl white
The hooker? Nah, as many times as I done hit it?
To be specific more times than dimes in a briz-nick
When you broke North, I crashed the barbecue like Riddick
At the Garden, true, that's the god in me, pardon you
Jeepers! I was torn back, the hoe gained access to my beeper
Call back my secretary gatekeeper
Like I ain't peep her, I said, "Darling you was stupid though
You know the Super Villain ... hoe!"
I had this style ever since I was a child
I got this other style I ain't flip in a while, it goes:
Pure scientific intelligence, with one point of relevance
MC's whose styles need Vellamints
And once the smoke clears, tell 'em it's
The Super ******** Villain, ***** came through raw like the elements
On 99 plus one of them
And with a flow to pull a fraud ***** file from out in front of him
When we with y'all, we had tons of fun
Me and my duns and them
Actual true and living sons of them
Dead planets and God-U's
Throwing divine rules to come through, we will over charge you's
Fool, and won't feel remorse for s**t
Except for one time, once I had took my fronts out and lost them shits
Scientific gone bezerk like Red Alert
I really wanted to pick up was [?] for cheddar dirt
The funniest experiments is where I went
Obviously dead bent, and spent every red cent
To rule you, and still drop more jewels than schools do
Or even TV news that's designed to fool you (who?)
Yeah you, who hear the most grimy suggestions
From brothers with fly names and I.D. questions
That's a Secret like Victoria teddy sets that's edible
Them's not ready yet for the incredible
Team of MC's who broke off fakes
Who thought they were slaughta proof
Stomping through like North Face waterproof
Tat-tat, at the end of that
After hit the bar where baby girl bartender at
I told her more wine, mingling with no single mentions of
Stay tuned for more spine tingling adventures of ...
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 2:27 am
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MM-The Beautiful People
I dont want you and I dont need you
Dont bother to resist, Ill beat you
Its not your fault that youre always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
Its all relative to the size of your steeple
You cant see the forest for the trees
You cant smell
Your own s**t on your knees
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes, man, its hard to be clean
Theres no time to discriminate,
Hate every ******** in your way
The worms
will live in every host
Its hard to pick which one they eat most
The horrible people, the horrible people
Its as anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way,
Old-fashioned fascism
Will take it away
(chorus)
MM- coma white
Theres something cold and blank behind her smile
Shes standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Wont save her from herself
Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Wont save her from herself
MM- Great big white world
In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so ******** gone
But Im not attached to your world
Nothing heals and nothing grows
Because its a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves,
We used to love one another
All my stitches itch
My prescriptions low, I wish you
Were queen
Just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?
And hell was so cold
All the vases are so broken
And the roses tear our hands all open
Mother mary miscarry
But we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now
Because its a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves,
We used to love one another
All my stitches itch
My prescriptions low, I wish you
Were queen
Just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?
SPM - Mexican heavan
There's a question that people have been asking for eternity...is there a heaven, and if so, what's it like?
Will I see my homie Chris there?
He got smoked by some fools who shouldn't be alive
I'm trying to cope but it's just so hard
Dear God will I see him on the boulevard?
Can you tilt your hat to the side, if you want?
Or do you gotta have it straight to the front?
I been sagging Dickies ever since I was eight
And I wonder will somebody try to tell me I can't?
I won a knife at the carnival they have off Jensen
It's just for good luck, not for a weapon
I wonder can I take it?
Well that's if I make it
But I don't wanna walk around all butt naked
Will my hydraulics work up in the clouds?
Do people start complaining if the music is loud?
And these are the things that I asked the reverend
Excuse me sir, but can Mexicans go to heaven?
[CHORUS (Carolyn):]
The other day I spoke to the reverend
To see if he'd say that Mexicans could go to heaven
When I grow old, though I know this life is a blessing
I wanna know, is there a Mexican Heaven lord?
Will my grandfather's beer breath be real bad
Or will they make him take mints or the white tic tacs
Do the R&B and Hip Hop radio stations play our raps,
Or do they still be hating?
People owe me money from previous business
And I wonder can I get it with a little bit interest?
And what about drop outs with no education?
I can't spell good but I know multiplication
Do they got real tortillas for all the races?
Or them fake lil skinny ones like some places?
I know my sancha's out of the question
But on the cool she got love for a Mexican
Will my homies pitch in or wanna smoke for free?
Will they have gas money or depend on me?
Can I roll on gold streets in my '57?
Let me know, can Mexicans go to heaven?
[CHORUS]
Will they charge an arm and leg for the new Mike Jordans?
Or sell 'em half price so everyone can afford them?
What about tobacco products, do they ban 'em?
One thing about cigarettes: I just can't stand em
Is minimum wage all they offer my people?
Does my uncle gotta marry someone just to be legal?
Will he get dirty looks 'cause he can't speak English?
Do the chicks dress up or do they show their chichis?
What kind of clubs do they have in heaven?
I don't dance Techno and no two-stepping
I got a few warrants, will they follow me there?
Or can I start clean with a record that's clear?
Is my pitbull there? his name is Plex
He choked on his chain jumping over the fence
I'm sorry if I'm asking you too many questions
I just gotta know, can Mexicans go to heaven?
[CHORUS]
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 7:54 am
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 7:58 am
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:00 am
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