Below One Hundred - Lyrics - On The Last Day

Title: Below One Hundred
Artist: On The Last Day
Composer(s): Drew Preston Dowell, Francis Julian Gross, Aaron G Johnson, Justin M Johnson, Geoffrey Colin Walker

Lyric:
The dead will take you in

Leave me alone, can't you see I'm dying
Here. I'll rip you, wide open. Just let me
Go, there's no more use for me
So cold I'm shaking

Are you all dead? Dead and walking
Corpses talking. Is your blood red and
Beating? Still screaming
Don't let them take me

I'm paralyzed, my arms rest at my side
Stop testing, I'm resting, incessantly, you're
Making a mistake, it's just my time now

Leave me alone, can't you see I'm dying here
I'll rip you, wide open, just let me go
There's no more use for me
So cold I'm shaking

A pinprick glow
My heart rate is still falling let me go
I'm lost, this shaking won't stop
There's no hope

Close my eyes, take me before I realize
That there's still a chance to change
To live and never fade away

I wake, don't wait
The dead will take you in
Like too much insulin

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Son Of A Plunder - Lyrics - Ten Thousand Fists - Disturbed

Title: Son Of A Plunder
Album: Ten Thousand Fists
Artist: Disturbed
Composer(s): Dan Donegan, Mike Wengren, David Draiman

Lyric:
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it

You say, you found yourself a new sound
The shit's loaded and ready to go
A bit too much just like the old sound
Already heard it for the hundredth time

One hundred more, all have the same sound
Running around with all the sheep that you know
It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground
They're sure to have another hit this time

Come on
Can't you just leave it alone
It doesn't have any soul
Just find a thing of your own
And stop pretending to know

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me, give it to me
You like it?

I'm still surrounded by the new sound
I've had enough and I'm ready to go
I'll stranglehold throughout the world now
The new obsession will fade in time

A thin reminder of the past now
All convoluted hardly ready to go
Their whines and moans will never last now
I think you've given us a fill this time

Come on
Can't you just leave it alone
It doesn't have any soul
Just find a thing of your own
And stop pretending to know

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me, give it to me
You like it?

As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away
Makes me question just what I believe
Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved
Makes me search for an answer, I don't want to know

It's like a plague from below
Killing all that I know
One hundred voices the same
Drench their sorrow in fame

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me, give it to me

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Give it to me, give it to me
You like it?

Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it
Tell me you like it

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Play Crack The Sky - Lyrics - Deja Entendu - Brand New

Title: Play Crack The Sky
Album: Deja Entendu
Artist: Brand New
Composer(s): Vincent Accardi, Jesse Lacey

Lyric:
Sent out an S.O.S. call
It was a quarter past four in the morning
When the storm broke our second anchor line

Four months at sea
Four months of calm seas
To be pounded in the shallows
Off the tip of Montauk Point

They call them rogues
They travel fast and alone
One hundred foot faces
Of God's good ocean gone wrong

What they call love is risk
'Cause you always get hit out of nowhere
By some wave and end up on your own

The hole in the hull defied the crew's attempt
To bail us out
Flooded the engines and radio
Half-buried bow

Your tongue is a rudder
It steers the whole ship
Sends your words past your lips
Keeps them safe behind your teeth

But the wrong will strand you
Come off course while you sleep
Sweep your boat out to sea
Or dashed to bits on the reef

The vessel groans
The ocean pressures its frame to the port
I see the lighthouse
Through the sleet and the rain

And I wish for one more day
To give my love and repay debts
The morning finds our bodies
Washed up thirty miles west

They say that the captain stays fast with the ship
Through still and storm
But this ain't the Dakota and the water's cold
Won't have to fight for long

(This is the end)
This story's old but it goes
On and on until we disappear
(This is the calm)
Calm me and let me taste the salt
You breathed while you were underneath

(We are drowning)
I am the one who haunts your dreams
Of mountains sunk below the sea
(After the storm)
I spoke the words but never gave
A thought to what they all could mean

(Wrecked in the deep)
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
(Washed up on the beach)
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs

(This is the end)
This story's old but it goes
On and on until we disappear
(This is the calm)
Calm me and let me taste the salt
You breathed while you were underneath

(We are impressive)
I am the one who haunts your dreams
Of mountains sunk below the sea
(After the storm)
I spoke the words but never gave
A thought to what they all could mean

(Wrecked in the deep)
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
(Washed up on the beach)
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs
(This is the end)

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Punk Rock Song (German Language Version) - Lyrics - Bad Religion

Title: Punk Rock Song (German Language Version)
Artist: Bad Religion
Composer(s): Greg Graffin

Lyric:
Have you been to the desert? Have you walked with the dead?
There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread
And the figures don't lie they speak of human disease
But we do what we want and we think what we please

Have you lived the experience? Have you witnessed the plague?
People making babies sometimes just to escape
In this land of competition the compassion is gone
Yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on, we keep pushing on

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like ants in a colony we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' insects out there
And this is just a punk rock song

Have you visited the Quagmire? Have you swam in the shit?
The party conventions and the real politic
The faces always different, the rhetoric the same
But we swallow it all, and we see nothing change, nothing has changed

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like workers in a factory we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' robots out there
And this is just a punk rock song

10 million dollars on a losing campaign
20 million starving and writhing in pain
Big strong people unwilling to give
Small in vision and perspective

One in five kids below the poverty line
One population runnin' out of time, runnin' out of time

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like ants in a colony we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' insects out there
And this is just a punk rock song

Figures don't lie they speak of human disease
But we do what we want and we think what we please
One in five kids below the poverty line
One population runnin' out of time, runnin' out of time

This is just a punk rock song
This is just a punk rock song
This is just a punk rock song

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Punk Rock Song - Lyrics - The Gray Race - Bad Religion

Title: Punk Rock Song
Album: The Gray Race
Artist: Bad Religion
Composer(s): Greg Graffin

Lyric:
Have you been to the desert? Have you walked with the dead?
There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread
And the figures don't lie they speak of human disease
But we do what we want and we think what we please

Have you lived the experience? Have you witnessed the plague?
People making babies sometimes just to escape
In this land of competition the compassion is gone
Yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on, we keep pushing on

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like ants in a colony we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' insects out there
And this is just a punk rock song

Have you visited the Quagmire? Have you swam in the shit?
The party conventions and the real politic
The faces always different, the rhetoric the same
But we swallow it all, and we see nothing change, nothing has changed

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like workers in a factory we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' robots out there
And this is just a punk rock song

10 million dollars on a losing campaign
20 million starving and writhing in pain
Big strong people unwilling to give
Small in vision and perspective

One in five kids below the poverty line
One population runnin' out of time, runnin' out of time

This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like ants in a colony we do our share
But there's so many other fuckin' insects out there
And this is just a punk rock song

Figures don't lie they speak of human disease
But we do what we want and we think what we please
One in five kids below the poverty line
One population runnin' out of time, runnin' out of time

This is just a punk rock song
This is just a punk rock song
This is just a punk rock song

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Terraplane Blues - Lyrics - Fool for the City - Foghat

Title: Terraplane Blues
Album: Fool for the City
Artist: Foghat
Composer(s): Robert Leroy Johnson

Lyric:
Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
And I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan

Who been drivin' my Terraplane
For you since I been gone?

I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama
And the horn won't even blow
I even flash my lights, mama
And this horn won't even blow

I got a short in this connection
Way way down below

The coils ain't even buzzin'
The generator won't get that far
All in a bad condition
I gotta have the batteries charged

I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane?

Mr. Highway man
Please don't block the road
Mr. Highway man
Please, don't block the road

She ran a cold one hundred
Booked and I got to go

I'll get deep down in this connection
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
And when I mash down on your starter
Your spark plug will give me fire

I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah?

Keep on tanglin' with your wires
Whoo

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Man Down - Lyrics - Hell On Earth - Mobb Deep

Title: Man Down
Album: Hell On Earth
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Tajuan Akeom Perry, Albert < Johnson,Us 2> Kejuan Waliek Muchita

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Lyric:
That's my word, God, kick that thug shit, God
Kick that motherfuckin' thug shit man, word up, man
(What's up, son? What's up?)
Word up, get go
(No doubt, nigga)
Money no represent, knowI'msayin'?
(All the time, baby)

No doubt
(YouknowI'msayin'?)
Who we got here, son?
(Shine, baby, shine)
(Look)
Look who we have here, yo
(Up in the sky, sky)

Here come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap shit
Perhaps, kid, make it happen, start the flippin'
You fuckin' comic, who you kidding?
My nigga's laughing, blood bathin', the world's greatest
In-famous crime-zanous to interfere would be dangerous
Plane descent, stand clear, save your strength
You couldn't do the limp if you was coked up
By my Z'd up, whatever the fuck, who gives a fuck? You get fucked
My coalition specializes in collision

The clash of the cliques, the duel o' the iron mac
Spit and leave ya half-split
You'll be missin' much more than a fraction when it's time for action
Hit 'em while a man down, make that nigga backspin
Trapped up, a [unverified] madman
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily light my gold Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps they have you relapsin'
You get castin' the Mobb, deaf and assin'

We face splashin', dope fake's ice-pick stabbin'
He slow leakin', he 'ternally bleedin' for speakin'
Outta place, niggas get placed back indecent
Live at the main event may I present
Screamin' out loud for any squad that's deaf
My Infamous Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya breath
It's KO from dead arm rights and hard lefts
Another satisfied consumer who got blessed
Single out ya army til' there's no man left

Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck down

Infamous cartel, visible evidence
We scarred well, associated team benevolent
Never hesitant, opposition get settled here with
Sharp shit that'll rip through one hundred layers of Kevlar
Sharp like the jim star, exiled, son, he get sent far
He's the foulest, QBC gat bust the loudest
Below profile, peep style, thirsty prowest

Catchin' court cases, pay for your legal aid
Son, that's money wasted, I ain't got time for that
Invest third place on my best sold rap
On the scrap from the ignorant cats
It'll be dead in a few, just like that
Couldn't bust his gat right
(Yo, y'know what?)

But now you bucked your own man, amateur ass
Homeboy take that ass to class
But you cut in, duckin' a reality blast
You catch a D minus fuckin' with New York's finest
The conversation from them outsiders
Dick riders, connivers bomb ya camp
We know survivors, push you off guard, got homicidin'
We analysin', tell you up front ain't no surprises
We take you down first 'round, give ya man pound

Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck down

Check it out, dun, them niggas ain't ones
To be blowin' off the top and shit, I'm tired of shit
Dun, I'm about to dot the bitch and leave him stiff
Toss me the fifth so I can bless the God with gift
Yo nigga Noyd, what's the topic? Yo, the topic is this
Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list
First of all them tight niggas with that space-down shit

I stick a rocket up in they ass and give 'em a lift
My marvelous Mobb is tonic, intoxicant, bee-swee
Morphine raps, you get dope from inner mind-see
Shit fienin', now get your fix 'cuz you need it
Fuckin' up your intravenous, the Infamous Mobb top secret
The only way you weakin' is if you beakin' this

Sneak devy niggas mischievous
'Knowledgin' the God behind the scene on some snake shit
The vultures, water from their mouth but we can taste it
We just waitin' with patience
Yo, dun, check the cross-examination these niggas fakin'
So you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the bacon
Or you can snatch the Mac for the fagot, ai
Bang 'em up, fuck 'em up

Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man down
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck down
Lay the fuck down, down, down, down

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Jennifer'S Jacket - Lyrics - Presidents Of The United States Of America

Title: Jennifer'S Jacket
Artist: Presidents Of The United States Of America
Composer(s): Christopher W Ballew

Lyric:
And she's got safety pins and string holding it together
She can only wear her jacket in warm weather
Although the sleeves need to be shortened
The fact that the arms are falling off isn't important

Because Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart
Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart

The lining in her coat is rotten
And it seems that the zipper has been completely forgotten
She had a dollar ten for a slice in the pocket of the right
But the pocket had a hole and she looked for the change all night

Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart
Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart

This is a list of malformations
But it would cost one hundred dollars for alterations
We all know that the pressed leather is in
But you can't keep warm in the winter in December in the city
When it's 32 degrees below zero with a safety pin

Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart
Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart
Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket
Is falling apart
Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket, Jennifer's jacket

Falling apart at the seams
Falling apart at the seams
Falling apart at the seams
Falling apart at the seams

(Jennifer's jacket is)
Falling apart at the seams
(Jennifer's jacket is)
Falling apart at the seams
(Jennifer's jacket is)
Falling apart at the seams
(Jennifer's jacket is)
Falling apart at the seams, yeah

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Da Bomb - Lyrics - Gravediggaz

Title: Da Bomb
Artist: Gravediggaz
Composer(s): Anthony Ian Berkeley, Arnold Ethen Hamilton, Derrick R. L. Harris

Lyric:
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da bomb, da bomb, da bomb)
G R A V E D

(Da bomb)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
Droppin'
(Da bomb)

Aiyo, I really hate snakes
I feel like bustin' off rounds in they face
But that would be exhibitin' the same weak traits
Shit is deep like bass, enemies get beat, lock breaks

From dusk to dawn, I thrust upon the scene
Always conscious, I was born supreme
No wonder I run with a hundred twenty
Three nine hundred and ninety nine thousand convicts

Wanted by the beast in the hellified streets
With nullified beef and combat swamp rats
And ghetto playgrounds where scenes is tragic
Everyday seein' decayin' brown fabrics
(Da bomb)

A thirty pound addict with a hundred dollar day habit
True Master, broadcast the havocism I'm babblin'
Mic's turnin' to javelins
Stabbin' MCs in the abdomen and laughin' at 'em

Gravediggaz a cannibal for swoops and bats
Sweat rocks as the jock and they counter react
Occupation I'm a blizzard, Gate Keep freak the reason
For the break, I been around as long as the Rza

The ripper, graveyards known for plenty more
Rugged raw, puttin' hardcore kick on double doors
Your future's at stake, big mistake, you moved
(Da bomb)

Mmm, you can't escape, checkmate
The flashy nigga, underground digga
Nigga think his head big enough, I make it bigga
The trank, I bust all blank, when I intake
There forsake, my lyrics are fatter then Phil Brakes

The bed rocker, snatch doctor
This little Bagandian rocker
I'm Phantom of the Opera
Check it, the mic is my crystal ball
And when I'm on it, I'm open like a pore

Yo, you say you got gats, bust 'em where it's at
While you bustin' caps, I drop the
(Da bomb)

Mmmm, now what you gonna do, kid?
Where ya gonna run, son, when I drop the
(Da bomb?)
Mmmm to my bigga niggas
Representing Gravediggaz, worldwide stars drop the
(Da bomb)

Mmmm, don't be alarmed
Your persona ain't on from the three alarm from the
(Da bomb)
G R A V E D
(Da bomb)

I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
Droppin'
(Da bomb)

I possess intellect to reflect
One of the best flows within the metro-politan
Got more styles than a Chinaman
Anywhere ya find the Grym, my mind I bring

Disaster to areas
Faster than spots in Iraq that got blown from aircraft carriers
Carry your whack ass outta my war zone
Or get slapped in the jaw bone

From the megawatts of the raw pone
Missed the tour rooms through
Cities and stadiums, halls and Paladiums
All over the Mediteranean Seas
I'm terrorizin' MCs like an Iranian

Seizin' a Boeing 747
24/7 we're flowin' professionally
You see spots keep glowin' at the Gravediggaz showin'
We master the art exceptionally

No doubt, when I precipitate the walls vibration
Dark skies cover your fake ass lacerations
Check it, forever your rest, black hood the event
Brothers in the New York streets that represent

Squeeze ya coal, 32 below, send a chill through your bow
Catch your fuckin' nerve like a snow cone
You get stuffed like an envelope, yo
Won't even think twice, I'll slice the fuckin' rope

Save your salvation, ruin your reputation
Get ready for a brief devastation
Forty clicks up the creek, if I hear a squeek
The nigga Gate Keep never ever retreats

Brooklyn street perpendicular
We order for manslaughter is vehicular
Terrified flashbacks, gaspin' for your air sac
The mere factor of unleashin' my second chapter

You say you got gats, bust 'em where it's at
While your bustin' caps, I drop the
(Da bomb?)

Now, what ya gonna do, kid?
Where ya gonna run, son, when I drop the
(Da bomb? Da bomb?)

Yo, Gravediggaz, The Undertaker, Gate Keep
Rzarector, Grym Reap
Collectively droppin'
(Da bomb)

G R A V E D
(Da bomb)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z

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Terraplane Blues - Lyrics - Sessions For Robert J. - Eric Clapton

Title: Terraplane Blues
Album: Sessions For Robert J.
Artist: Eric Clapton
Composer(s): Robert Leroy Johnson

Lyric:
Well I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan
And I feel so lonesome
You'll hear me when I moan

Who been drivin' my Terraplane
For you since I been gone?

I'd said, I'll flash your lights, mama
And the horn won't even blow
I even flash my lights, mama
And this horn won't even blow

I got a short in this connection
Way way down below

The coils ain't even buzzin'
The generator won't get that far
All in a bad condition
I gotta have the batteries charged

I'm cryin', please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane?

Mr. Highway man
Please don't block the road
Mr. Highway man
Please, don't block the road

She ran a cold one hundred
Booked and I got to go

I'll get deep down in this connection
Keep on tanglin' with your wires
And when I mash down on your starter
Your spark plug will give me fire

I'm cryin' please, please don't do me wrong
Who been drivin' my Terraplane, I said who, yeah?

Keep on tanglin' with your wires
Whoo

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Steppin' It Up - Lyrics - A Tribe Called Quest

Title: Steppin' It Up
Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Composer(s): Malik Izaak Taylor, Ali Shahe Jones-Muhammad, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, H Galper, Reggie Noble, Trevor Smith, James Dewitt Yancey

Lyric:
Phife dawg
Yo Kamal reggie noble up in ya
Yo Busta bus, yo it's time to step up

You know I plaster, the little bastard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitches niggaz backwards
Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes say so
When we move yes sometimes we lay low aiyyo
Big up my little nigga Pedro
Make you after the L like turkey, cheese and tomato

Fuck is that? Especially for niggaz that will pay no
Attention to instructions, like they still wan' disobey y'all
Wonderin' how it's activate real quick
So that then I could grow about five feet more with an extra dick
One dick to hold in my hand when I'm rockin' the mic
The extra dick to blow up the pussy for the rest of the night

Then I return with more lyrics like a bunch of rough niggaz
They tough niggaz that snuff niggaz
I know the club got enough niggaz
To slap your face, expert, who the next jerk, to make me exert heat?
Fuckit, let me network

Ha-hah yo Reggie Noble
Feel me, yo Busta Bus
What up?
Yo Phife Dawg, yo it's time to step up
Yo what the fuck, ungh

Check it here, peep the four-man transaction
Phife diggy Dawg, we on some Todd Shaw mackin'
You know my stee', there's no time for relaxin'
Word to Reggie yo it's time for some aksion
Girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin'
Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen
Yo Busta Bus, do you hear Violator faxin'
Eighty G's for one show that's satisfaction

Now which MC feel like he fuckin' with dis heah?
Word to Queens, I keep shit hot like a canish, yeah
Malik is back, I'm here to make you look foolish
My roughest niggaz in the Apple on Coolidge
Remember White Shadow? My click stay sharper than an arrow
Plus in Trinidad I'm treated like the mighty sparrow
Freestylin' son, like there was no tomorrow
Hence the reason why your bitch ass would love to follow

Two different toasters in your chest will make your shit hollow
How's about them apples, oh is it too hard to swallow?
Push your wig back, word to Big Moot and Bolo
Billy Razor, Fudge Lover, on down to Shine Lightro
Yo Bootsy takes this mic from this fool see, make him run it
Five foot invasion son, you can't run from it

Yo Reggie Noble
Blaw, yo Phife diggy
What up?
Yo yo Kamal it's your time to step up

Check it out, the original, shit, we makin' it
Takin' it, to the extremes, we breakin' it
When we get, inside a zone then you feel that it's good
All you jelly cats stop marinatin' my wood
Niggaz grab the mic with loads of malarky
I bring the knowledge and wield the anarchy
Put it on pooh-butts who's unsettled with ignorance

Give the last sentence with poignancy and diligence
Eighteen wheelin' through niggaz like truckers
Breakin' ankles, put it on like we at the ruckus
Guaranteein' that shorty can move it around
In the place that gets you hot but leaves you here on the ground
Contenders don't you even think to challenge the crown
Of these brothers who so eloquently hold the beat down
Fuck the rigmarole, we vyin' for the control
We the musical equation of the whole entire nation

Yo Phife Dawg
Yes Kamal
Busta Bus
What up?
Yo Reggie Noble yo it's time to step up

Yo yo I'm just a ill nigga who don't got it all up stairs
Riding dick, get the balls 'til they come in pairs
Oh yeah, throw the goggles on these engineers
'Cause it might, get kinda wet when I spit this here
Yo, I'm six-foot-one with a big ass gun
To carry it you'd need a waistline the size of Big Pun
But I move crowds without a gun like if
The New York State Lottery is ninety nine million

Hah-hah, yo, when it's time to flow I surprise and blow
Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow
Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw
The caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by a masousse
Whoo-whoo! Funk Doc gets the money
And best believe I went through more trees than Sonny
Me, Kamal, Busta Bus, Phife Dawg
Shittin', pussy niggaz get Lysol
Heh heh heh

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Beastie - Lyrics - Broadsword And The Beast - Jethro Tull

Title: Beastie
Album: Broadsword And The Beast
Artist: Jethro Tull
Composer(s): Ian Anderson

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Lyric:
From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth
Long murky middle age and final hours long in the tooth
Here's the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least
Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast

He roved up and down through history, spectre with tales to tell
In the darkness when the campfire's dead, to each his private hell
If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast
You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast

Beastie, beastie, beastie, beastie

If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at bay
You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say
"There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger zone
I'd love to help get rid of it but I've got one of my own"

Beastie, there's a beast upon my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my back
Beastie, feel his burning breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke oozing from his stack

And he moves beneath the covers
Beastie, or he lies below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon your shoulder
Beastie, and he's the price upon your head

He's the lonely fear of dying and for some of living too
He's your private nightmare pricking, he'd just love to turn the screw
So stand as one defiant, yes and let your voices swell
Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell

Beastie, there's a beast upon my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my back
Beastie, feel his burning breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke oozing from his stack

Beastie, and he moves beneath the covers
Beastie, or he lies below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon your shoulder
Beastie, and he's the price upon your head
Look out, look out

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Junior - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Junior
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
They call me Junior, I live here on the street
I earn two hundred dollars a week
I'd like to say, "Hey, thanks a lot"

I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got

I sit here watchin' the people down below
I try to imagine the places they may go
I don't know, I stay home a lot

I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got

I see the world through the TV guide
What a safe place for me to run
What a small little man I am

I'm afraid of everything
From golden rules to aeroplanes
What a small little man I am

They call me Junior, I'm caught up in this hell
Sometimes I feel better but I never do feel well
Jesus must have one hell of a plan for me

I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
It could be

And if I have anything to say about judgment day
There'll be a crown in heaven for those who live this way
Anyway, you know exactly who you are

I see the world through the TV guide
What a safe place for me to run
What a small little man I am

I'm afraid of everything
From the golden rule to aeroplanes
What a small little man I am

They call me Junior, I live here on the street
I earn two hundred dollars a week
I'd like to say, "Hey man, thanks a lot"

My name is Junior
My name is Junior
They call me Junior
They call me Junior

They call me Junior
My name is Junior
They call me Junior
They call me Junior

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Saturday Nite - Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

Title: Saturday Nite
Album: Supreme Clientele
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Carlos Broady, Dennis Coles, Lamont Dozier

Lyric:
Yo, Saturday night, uptown
Ridin' past Kansas fried chicken
What's poppin' kid? we in the mix
It's chilly forty below
Gate's closed gotta catch Dr. J's
Blowin' my hand, rub on my nose
Tap the glass, stop frontin' duke, fresh pair of jeans
Look I got loot, eleven in the bass boots
Heard a screech pull up, these jukes flashed me five pictures
One had my man's mug, semi stepped brother hugs

You asked the wrong guy son
I'm from Melina, yeah we know Mr. Coles
Flew in two days ago to see his fam'
But we been watchin' you, crazily
The whole Staten island shittin' on you
Wisdom bird's pregnant out in paisley
Hold up snow in your ear, fresh baldie tried to change up
Not trunk today, still lookin' fly, still slammed up hung
Your mom pop in your trunk, slow your pace
Starks fixed your face, copped out the six, five years probat'

You dealin' with a lot of science, motherfucker we're watchin' you
Make me wanna lick shots at you
You disgust me, screwin' me down, grab my gun
Go 'head bust me, heard you hate juke that's what it must be
Hands behind your back, spread your legs
Just found a roach in your tray
It's not mine fucker, what I said
You met the thirteenth nigga
A multi million dollar operation is based upon it yo

Where's the hell's the riza?
He's sellin' mics, wildest joints
Special made to go up in your hand and which went out on point
Switched to the next scene, I'm at the crib buggin' out
On how po' live, hatin' plus harassin' the kid
Park the truck in the double face garage
Dial one nine hundred raekwon, tell the God, shit's mega
Reel flashin' me on bet, planet groove, rap city news
N double A C P committees

{We interrupted this special bulletin to bring you}

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Supernature - Lyrics - Erasure

Title: Supernature
Artist: Erasure
Composer(s): Lene Lovich, Raymond Georges H Donnez, Marc Cerrone, Alain Wisniak

Lyric:
Once upon a time, science opened up the door
We would feed the hungry fields
Till they couldn't eat no more

But the potions that we made
Touched the creatures down below
And they grew up in a way that we'd never seen before

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

They were angry with the man
'Cause he changed their way of life
And they take that sweet revenge
As they trample through the night

For hundred miles or more
You could hear the people cry
But there's nothing you can do
Even God is on their side
(God is on, God is on, God is on their side)

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

Gods will break the ice and throw it in the air
The creatures will decide who goes where

How can I explain? Things are different today
Darkness all around, no one makes a sound
Such a sad affair, no one seems to care

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

Better watch out, there's no way to stop it now
You can't escape, it's too late

Look what you've done
There's no place that you can run
The monsters made, we must pay

Maybe nature has a plan to control the ways of man
He must start from scratch again
Many battles must he win

Till he earns his place on earth
Like the other creatures do
Will there be a happy end?
Now that all depends on you

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

(Zupernature)
Supernature
(Zupernature)
Supernature
(Zupernature)
Supernature

Zupernature, zupernature
Zupernature, zupernature
Zupernature

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Random - Lyrics - 311 - 311

Title: Random
Album: 311
Artist: 311
Composer(s): Chad Sexton, Douglas Martinez, Nick Hexum

Lyric:
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy, oh
Go back rocket man into the sky, you'll see, oh
Hear it all the time, come back, rewind
Aliens are waitin', up in the sky
Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy, oh

Sound boy you come round
Sound boy you stay
No one's gonna harm you
They all want you to play

I watch the birds of prey that hunt the canyon below my house
They're lookin' for a meal like a lizard or a mouse
I wonder if they appreciate the setting like me
To draw your own direction, choose to be free

And I reserve the right to be as trite as I want
And you can lick but don't bite
I toss you here to vermont, I kick it lickety split
And hand it to the man in the tan van
And as for you and your crew, I don't hate you

Peace is my priority, 'cuz Marley said for surity
And what do you think I'm doin'?
I'm not just here for screwin'
Yo and if it's sore take care of it
Perhaps from too much stuckin'
But anytime your aware of it, then keep on fuckin'

You know we're cool
(Isn't that random?)
When we come 'bout people get ready
(Isn't that random? Gonna freak it national)

Sound boy gonna rock you
(Isn't that random?)
People rock steady
(Isn't that random?)

To be the one who has it all is not that hard
And I'll be that type of dude in a funky car
I dream of a suit that'll fit my rhyme
When I recognize my girl from a former life

I love it when the only sound that I hear
Is your infectious laughter
I will hear you again in eight hundred years
If I'm still lucky

Go north on outpost then take a left on mull-holland
To me that's where I like it and macapa drive is callin'
I get up to the sun and then I stretch out
It's beginnin' to look like summer
And I'm down with no doubt, swing

You know we're cool
(Isn't that random?)
When we come 'bout people get ready
(Isn't that random? Gonna freak it national)

Sound boy gonna rock you
(Isn't that random?)
People rock steady
(Isn't that random?)

I break a silly peace for offerin', rap weasel then I'm bofferin'
I'd give you an exclusive on my playlist
The thought and styles I kick are from a radom hat pick
That's why most radio will never play this tell 'em again

Me a rude boy from Omaha, Nebraska
Sick as a porno flick yet gold as precious laugter
Many don't agree but we can't care about that
'Cuz we're never gonna wear the old hat, spoken

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The Night The Earth Cried - Lyrics - Gravediggaz

Title: The Night The Earth Cried
Artist: Gravediggaz
Composer(s): Robert Jr Diggs, Arnold Hamilton, Anthony Berkeley, Selwyn Bougard

Lyric:
I want a queen on every continent
So I can escape the government
Flee my residence, settle in
I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz

The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent
Blinded, society got to be reminded of my diary
Because tragically I carry thee
Misery of centuries that's sent to me

Not coincidentally, intentionally
'Cause mentally I represent the key
But it's a double-edged sword
See tryin' to be godly is hard

Especially in poverty's backyard
Where violence has taken over
Free enterprise and lies is idolized
'Cause it's deep inside with Allah, God or Jehovah

To guide the lost tribe
You're forced to reside on the north side
Babylon is never penalized
For bein' offsides, so many lost lives

I wonder how long before the herd dies
Today I heard the earth cry for the first time
It was the worst time, it was the worst time
The way I heard the earth cry

I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar
The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars, the black sellers
Who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed and stoned
And caused to roam the earth in service
'Cause they couldn't maintain at home

This dates back to fifteen fifty five
When they captured the first tribe of men
And piled them in a pen fifty feet high
They took 'em all on a nine thousand mile ride

And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before
I read about this inside the ancient books of war
Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language
Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless

Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on the auction, taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part
The devils cursed God and reversed God

And turned God into dog and made people search hard
No relief came to the prophet of W.D. Feraud
To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas and Barbados
Tobago's, separated us from slave boats

Made our own brothers hate us from Virgin Isle to Jamaica
Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada
Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement
You black Gods become awaken

At night time you can hear the earth cry
How many more black Gods got to die
Before we realize there's no God in the sky
The devil tricked us, that's the worst lie

At night time I can hear the earth cry
How many more black Gods got to die
You realize there's no God in the sky
The devils tricked us, that's the worst lie

Peace God for real, not a spook nor a ghost
Not unseen but seen and heard most of all
I'm God, control nine planets
Wisdom revolves around me, understand it

Science, huh my rhyme's underrated
Pyramids built accordin' to how we made it to be
Many shall come few shall be chosen
Thirty two degrees below zero and you're frozen

Power of refinement my rhyme's assignment
Is to crush negative bullshit in a line with the fusion
'Cause that which is beyond three hundred sixty
Degrees is an illusion, either you're deaf, dumb or blind
Stupid hypocritical, dumb eighty five, yo it's time

See I without me don't exist
God cypher love divine is what I miss
Check it like a visual reflection, sorta supernatural
You know your mind detects as bein' natural

Ultra gamer, the hammer's my energy
Compressed to a form of a threat for my enemy
Cypher's a circle that consists of a whole
No beginning, no ends, no sides it's just a hole

Like in an event I'm a percent
Dealt out a hundred I'm five, my degree is a black belt
Real genuine not authentic
Older than the sun, moon and stars unprecedented

In North America success can be won as a game
And knowledge and understanding still one
And the same greatest reward known to mankind
That winners never quit and quitters never win in the mind

But in time my degrees are gettin' deeper
Thicker in the subconscious state of the sleeper

At night time I can hear the earth cry
Wonder how many black Gods got to die
At night time I can hear the earth cry
I wonder how many black Gods must die

At night time I can hear the earth cry
I wonder how many black Gods must die
At night time I can hear the earth cry
I hear her cry, peace to the earth, I cry

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Like This - Lyrics - Music Is My Savior - Mims

Title: Like This
Album: Music Is My Savior
Artist: Mims
Composer(s): Winston Thomas, Shawn Mims, Danny Schofield

Lyric:
You know what it is when it is
When we do what we do

If good girls get down on the floor
Tell me, how low will a bad girl go?
She'll probably pick it up, drop it down real slow
Either that or she's upside down on the pole

That's when I grab the knot, throw it up in the sky
Let it come down slow, watch it all fly
Front to the back then side to the side
Then we head back to my crib for the night

That's how it goes down, all night long
She whispered in my ear, said she loves my song
?This Is Why I'm Hot,? she got it on her phone
Top 10 download, number one ringtones

I'm in my zone, tell me what's good
What it be can't say I'm what you want
But I got what you need, all night, it's all right
We can dance but you gotta keep it up a lil' somethin'

Like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this, like this
Baby do ya want it like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this?
Girl tell me if you want it like this

If you want to you can back it up
You say you like it rough, won't you let me smack it up?
Palm on ya ass, that's if you let me touch
I don't care about your breasts, you could be a A cup

I know what I like and baby that's below the waist
I'm a baller, baby I hold the safe
I got about 10 lawyers to blow the case
So we don't gotta worry about those who hate

I'm like the 2007 Nino
Dropped a few G's on my shirt like Gino
Homie don't act like you know what I mean oh
See I'm the freshest motherfucka on the scene oh

Back of the club all night long
Gran Marnier, pop a case of the Dom
Shorty says she love it when I let her call me Sean
So if you really down baby we can get in on

Like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this, like this
Baby do ya want it like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this?
Uh, now break it down

Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme

Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme gimme gimme

Gimme that, all of that, break it down
Girl, shake it up, now drop it to the ground
You're way too high, go a lil' lower
Now baby beat it up like Rocky Balboa

Yeah, that's what I said, shorty go 'head
Show me what you got, here's a lil more bread
You know how I shine, a hundred on the wrist
If you like what you see then you gotta keep it up a lil somethin'

Like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this, like this
Baby do ya want it like this, like this, like this, like this
Like this, like this, like this?

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Supernature - Lyrics - Cerrone

Title: Supernature
Artist: Cerrone
Composer(s): Lene Lovich, Raymond Georges H Donnez, Marc Cerrone, Alain Wisniak

Lyric:
Once upon a time science opened up the door
We would feed the hungry fields till they couldn't eat no more
But the potions that we made touched the creatures down below, oh
And they grew up in the way that we'd never seen before

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

They were angry with the man 'cause he changed their way of life
And they take their sweet revenge, as they trample through the night
For a hundred miles or more you can hear the people cry
But there's nothin' you can do even God is on their side

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature

How can I explain, things are different today
Darkness all around and nobody makes a sound
Such a sad affair, no one seems to care

Supernature, better watch out
Look at you now, better watch out
Look at you now, supernature

Better watch out, there's no way to stop it now
You can't escape, it's too late
Look what you've done, there's no place that you can run
The monster's made, we must pay

Supernature, you better watch out
Supernature, look at you now
Supernature, you better watch out
Supernature, look at you now

Better watch out, there's no way to stop it now
You can't escape, it's too late
(Supernature)
Look what you've done, there's no place that you can run
The monster's made, we must pay

Maybe nature has a plan to control the ways of man
He must start from scratch again many battles he must win
Till he earns his place on earth like the other creatures do
Will there be a happy end, now that all depends on you

Supernature, supernature
Supernature, supernature
Supernature

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Lee Shore - Lyrics - Crosby Stills Nash

Title: Lee Shore
Artist: Crosby Stills Nash
Composer(s): David Crosby

Lyric:
All along the lee shore
Shells lie scattered in the sand
Winking up like shining eyes, at me
From the sea

Here is one like sunrise
It's older than you know
Still just lying there
With some careless wave
Forgot it long ago

When I awoke this morning
Dove beneath my floating home
Down below her graceful side in the turning tide
To watch the sea fish roam

And there I heard a story
From the sailors of the Sandra Marie
There's another island a day's run away from here
It's empty and free

From here to Venezuela
There's nothing more to see
Than a hundred thousand islands
Flung like jewels upon the sea
For thee and me

The sunset smells of dinner
Women are calling me to end my tales
But perhaps I'll see you, the next quiet place
I furl my sails

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