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Sunday, August 22, 2010

I Don'T Like The Drugs (But The Drugs Like Me) - Lyrics - Mechanical Animals - Marilyn Manson

Title: I Don'T Like The Drugs (But The Drugs Like Me)
Album: Mechanical Animals
Artist: Marilyn Manson
Composer(s): Jeordie White, Stephen Bier, Timothy Linton, Brian Warner

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Lyric:
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

Norm life baby
We're white and oh so hetero
And our sex is missionary

Norm life baby
We're quitters and we're sober
Our confessions will be televised

You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all
We're taught to be nothing at all

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

Norm life baby
Our God is white and unforgiving
We're piss tested and we're prayin'

Norm life baby
I'm just a sample of a soul
Made to look just like a human being

Norm life baby
We're rehabbed and we're ready
For our 15 minutes of shame

Norm life baby
We're talk shown and we're pointin'
Just like Christians at a suicide

You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothin' at all
We're taught to be nothin' at all

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
...

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Friday, August 13, 2010

I Don'T Like The Drugs - Lyrics - Marilyn Manson

Title: I Don'T Like The Drugs
Artist: Marilyn Manson
Composer(s): Jeordie White, Stephen Bier, Timothy Linton, Brian Warner

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Lyric:
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

Norm life baby
We're white and oh so hetero
And our sex is missionary

Norm life baby
We're quitters and we're sober
Our confessions will be televised

You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all
We're taught to be nothing at all

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

Norm life baby
Our God is white and unforgiving
We're piss tested and we're prayin'

Norm life baby
I'm just a sample of a soul
Made to look just like a human being

Norm life baby
We're rehabbed and we're ready
For our 15 minutes of shame

Norm life baby
We're talk shown and we're pointin'
Just like Christians at a suicide

You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothin' at all
We're taught to be nothin' at all

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

There's a hole in our soul
That we're fillin' with dope
And we're feeling fine

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
...

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Monday, August 2, 2010

She'S Drugs - Lyrics - Danko Jones

Title: She'S Drugs
Artist: Danko Jones
Composer(s): Rishi James Ganjoo, John Damon Richardson, Matt Dematteo, John Louis Calabrese

Lyric:
Distraction number one, her looks kill more than a shotgun
Shake it up a little downtown, with the right crowd
But she always stands out

You think it's all in good fun, you know it's not when she's done
What's she gonna do, haven't got a clue
Here's the situation, she's your medication

Like white lines on a mirror

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs
You took a look and now you're hooked, it's what I predicted

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs
You took a look and now you're hooked, it's what I predicted

She's taking over now, she's in control, don't know how
I've seen it with my own eyes
And I realize, she's always in disguise

There's no stop to the world she spins
She looks like an angel, but she's all sin
Now you're so pathetic, you're never gonna get it
Here's the situation, she's your medication

Like white lines on a mirror

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs
You took a look and now you're hooked, it's what I predicted

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs
You took a look and now you're hooked, it's what I predicted

I want my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my drugs
I want my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my drugs
Look out

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs
You took a look and now you're hooked, it's what I predicted

She's drugs, she's drugs
Just one look and you get addicted
She's drugs, she's drugs

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

We'Re All On Drugs - Lyrics - Weezer

Title: We'Re All On Drugs
Artist: Weezer
Composer(s): Rivers Cuomo

Lyric:
When you're out with your friends
In your new Mercedes Benz
And you're on drugs
And you show up late for school
'Cause you think your really cool
When you're on drugs

And you put on your headphones
And you step into the zone
When you're on drugs
But the world don't care
If you are or are not there
'Cause you're on drugs

Give it to me
We are all on drugs, yeah
Never getting enough
Never get enough
We are all on drugs, yeah
Give me some of that stuff

And you twitch in your sleep
'Cause you wanna hit the street
When you're on drugs
And you cause such a fuss 'cause
There's no one you can trust
When you're on drugs

And the best of your days
Will all vanish in the haze
When you're on drugs
And you wish you could quit
'Cause you're really sick of it
But you're on drugs

Give it to me
We are all on drugs, yeah
Never getting enough
Never get enough
We are all on drugs, yeah
Give me some of that stuff

I want to reach a higher place
Where things will never be the same

Give it to me
We are all on drugs, yeah
Never getting enough
Never get enough
We are all on drugs, yeah
Give me some of that stuff

We are all on drugs
(We are all on drugs)
We are all on drugs
(We are all on drugs)
We are all on drugs
(We are all on drugs)
We are all on drugs

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sex And Drugs And Rock &Amp; Roll - Lyrics - New Boots And Panties - Ian Dury &Amp; The Blockheads

Title: Sex And Drugs And Rock &Amp; Roll
Album: New Boots And Panties
Artist: Ian Dury &Amp; The Blockheads
Composer(s): Ian Robins Dury, Charles Jeremy Jankel

Lyric:
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Is all my brain and body need
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Are very good indeed

Keep your silly ways or throw them out the window
The wisdom of your ways, I've been there and I know
Lots of other ways, what a jolly bad show
If all you ever do is business you don't like

Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Is very good indeed

Every bit of clothing ought to make you pretty
You can cut the clothing, gray is such a pity
I should wear the clothing of Mr. Walter Mitty
See my tailor, he's called Simon, I know it's going to fit

Here's a little piece of advice
You're quite welcome it is free
Don't do nothing that is cut price
You know what that'll make you be

They will try their tricky device
Trap you with the ordinary
Get your teeth into a small slice
The cake of liberty

Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll

Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex and drugs and rock and roll
Sex, drugs, rock, roll, sex, drugs, rock, roll

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Memphis Bleek Is... - Lyrics - Coming of Age - Memphis Bleek

Title: Memphis Bleek Is...
Album: Coming of Age
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Malik Cox, Kaseem Dean

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Lyric:
Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek where the hoez at be where the dough at
Treez, yo I blow dat C's yo I hold that
Guns, yo I tote that O's, sold that
Blow niggaz for stuntin', fuck y'all frontin'

The war you could get that spit till I sip that
Gunz, neva sit back money I'ma get that
Mind I don't play y'all Bleek's still the same y'all
Aim the rod then I blaze the squad

All the hoez roll the weed up, you know that it's G's up
Roll till you eat some I flow for the threesomes
Chickens I don't need them snitches I'ma see them
Meet 'em with the gunz and heat 'em with the one's

If you feel that you die-proof, .45 proof
I'll find where they hide you, outline you
You niggaz know the name and my bitches know the game
I'm in it for life and want all y'all to say
Money, drugs, murder for life, what you think y'all?

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Yo these streets, I control now creep on the low now
Empty and reload now see me on the flow now
Drugs I could move quick thug on my new strip
Pump till I move bricks floss till I lose chips

Flow got it gemmed up, accord got it rimmed up
Roll wit da dog on top is where you end up
Ride in a hot whip live in a hot crib
Spend what you got Memph I'm about that hot shit

Bitches give me brain now Bleek do his thang now
Eat 'em hoez the same now creep in the game now
Lay up wit the right bird, me, I'm tryin to slice first
Tryin' to flow suttin' you go head and owe suttin'

I'm high roll suttin', you die if you know suttin'
And break me off wit some of the O's or suttin'
The M E M P H man, Memph Bleek don't play
We all gotta eat swizz beats make 'em say
Money, drugs, murda for life, what you think y'all huh?

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

Memph Bleek is murda
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is money
Memph Bleek is drugs
Memph Bleek is money holda
Shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

A Daisy Chain 4 Satan (Acid And Flowers Mix) - Lyrics - Confessions Of A Knife - My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult

Title: A Daisy Chain 4 Satan (Acid And Flowers Mix)
Album: Confessions Of A Knife
Artist: My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
Composer(s): Marston Daley, Frank Nardiello

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Lyric:
My friends turn me on
I live for drugs

I get drugs free, I live for drugs
I get drugs free
My friends turn me on
I can't afford, I would never buy drugs
I get drugs free

Here where I will sit alone, lost
Here I will dream why give me a drink
I need to think now
I've got to rid my stinkin' brain

Just lately I freaked out very very badly
Just lately I freaked out on acid

[Foreign content]

Black boots, highway broads
Black boots, highway broads
Black boots, highway broads
Black boots, highway broads

Dope forever, forever loaded
Dope forever, forever loaded
Dope forever, forever loaded
Dope forever, forever loaded

If you better need time to sleep
Forgive my problems before I awake
And it's time to go out
So what we can change [Incomprehensible]

I get drugs free
I live for drugs

Here where I will sit alone lost
Here I will dream why, give me a drink
I need to think now
I gotta rid my stinkin' brain

Of ages nice, how much people promises
Knocking at the door

[Foreign content]

My friends turn me
I can't, I would never buy drugs [Incomprehensible]
My friends turn me
I can't, I would never buy drugs [Incomprehensible]
My friends turn me
I can't, I would never buy drugs [Incomprehensible]

I live for drugs
I live for drugs
I live for drugs
...

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Sex, Drugs & Rock N' Roll - Lyrics - Saliva

Title: Sex, Drugs & Rock N' Roll
Artist: Saliva
Composer(s): Christopher Jon Dabaldo, David A. Novotny, Paul Allen Crosby, Paul Ebersold, Josey Sappington, Wayne A. Swinny

Lyric:
Jumpin' into my fifty-five
Chevy with flames
I'm peelin' out at the light
Feel like I'm going insane

I'm shootin' straight through the night
I'm like a runaway train
I'm breakin' in the doors
And bringin' the pain, yeah, yeah

I got this feelin'
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Give me somethin' to do, yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
I got a feelin' down in my soul, yeah
Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
You're never too young, you're never too old, yeah

All my life I've been
Lookin' for a bitch like you
With sweet bubble gum breath
And diamond shape baby blues

Get on the floor and show me
What you can do, yeah
I bet you're dreamin' for
The night is through, yeah, yeah

I got this feelin'
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Is drivin' through

I got this feelin'
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Please give me somethin' to do, yeah, yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
I got a feelin' down in my soul, yeah
Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
You're never too young, you're never too old, yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
I got a feelin' down in my soul, yeah
Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
You're never too young, you're never too old, yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
I got a feelin' down in my soul, yeah
Sex, drugs and rock 'n roll
You're never too young, you're never too old, yeah

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Drugs - Lyrics - Spankmaster - Kool Keith

Title: Drugs
Album: Spankmaster
Artist: Kool Keith
Composer(s): Scott Santos, Esham Smith, Keith Thornton

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Lyric:
Back in the 70's, it was all about drugs

Tie my arm up at night between shows
Takin' soda tops off of soda pops
I used to be up all night in the living room
Smokin' a lot of weed with the Four Tops

Makin' collect calls back home to my pops
My little brother said, "Keith, you need to stop"
I knew something was wrong
When I gave away my VHS and sold a pair of my socks

The IRS callin' me, gettin' on my nerve, I was warned by Redd Foxx
My girl, "Keith, you seen my diamond rings in the jewelry box?"
I don't know, last night you and Chaka Khan was in here sniffin' blow
I was in the room sweatin', thinkin' about the rent playin' bingo

The landlord said, the first of the month, we gotta go
Packed up my bag and met Darryl Strawberry in the mall
I told James Brown stop smokin' Angel Dust and the pis-tal
He wanted to go up to the Olive Garden and start a restaurant brawl

Mary J. Blige, "My son, don't accept them type of phone calls"
I can't come out tonight, my Bic lighter don't light
I heard you and K-Ci in the background
I'm screamin', "Did the cops come and break up the fight?"

All the crack and the drugs
Make me feel the way I feel
All the crack and the drugs, drugs
All the crack and the drugs
Make me feel the way I feel
All the crack and the drugs

Freebasin' eighteen pounds of Coke with Marvin Gaye
Put that on the table, let's parlay
With Smokey Robinson and Bootsy, lightin' aluminum foil
Watch that crack pipe boil

With Richard Pryor we burned the house down gettin' higher
Don't think I'm bluffin'
Meet Tommy Lee Curtis, Keith Richards
Eddie Kingwards and David Ruffin

Rick James was in the kitchen lightin' the flame
And Mousey's trapped with Cuba Gooding Sr.
I don't want nobody to know my name
I kept glasses on it was a damn shame

Losin' weight, fallin' out in big arenas
The same guy who used to deal to me
Deals to Whitney and Bobby, meet Ike and Tina
Every Saturday mansions was packed
"Hey Jimmy you got the smack?"
Shut up, you don't know how to act

All the crack and the drugs
Make me feel the way I feel
All the crack and the drugs, drugs
All the crack and the drugs
Make me feel the way I feel
All the crack and the drugs

Crystal, methane and heroin and quaaludes
A relapse of your mind
Angel dust, ecstasy, sniffin' coke, baby
Got the best of me

I got rits, withdrawals, my symptoms of pain
Rush me to the hospital
Oh baby, get this monkey off of my, my, my back
Get him off me
Get the monkey off my back, baby, get the monkey
And get the monkey off of my back, girl

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Drugs - Lyrics - Adam Green

Title: Drugs
Artist: Adam Green
Composer(s): Adam M Green

Lyric:
There's a time that will come
When the kitchen is sunny and
There's just no other place I'd like to be
And everything's gone and
My finger is longer
I never want to come down again

I feel so lonely
I feel so lonely
I got cold last night
On a westbound train

I love the moonlight
That combs the prairies
I got cold last night
On a box car floor

Oh, my baby couldn't shame me that day
When my lady threw my drugs away
Hey, I almost thought she'd need me to know
I like drugs, I love them so
I like drugs, I like to linger in the alleyway
I like drugs, I like to hold them for a friend

And everything's gone and
My finger is longer
I never want to come down again

I like to do drugs, I like to have drugs
I like to hold a cigarette full of grass in my hand
Until one morning, that ugly morning
When the brat got stabbed and the cat got drugged

Oh, my baby couldn't shame me that day
When my lady threw my drugs away
Hey, I almost thought she'd need me to know
I like drugs, I love them so, I like drugs

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Kids - Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers LP - Eminem

Title: The Kids
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers

Lyric:
And everyone should get along
Okay children quiet down, quiet down
Children I'd like to introduce
Our new substitute teacher for the day

His name is Mr. Shady
Children quiet down please
Brian don't throw that
(Shut up)

Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia
(He's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady

Hi there little boys and girls
(Fuck you)
Today we're gonna learn how to poison squirrels
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob
(Huh?)

Say hi Bob
(Hi Bob)
Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot
But his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot

And wait in the parkin' lot for waitresses off the clock
When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks
(Ahh)
And even if they escaped and they got the cops

The ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge
'Til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off

But Bob wouldn't knock it off 'cause he's crazy and off his rocker
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka
You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a Dr.
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her

But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander
They never found her and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner
And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana
And what it might do to you
So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you

See children, drugs are bad
(C'mon)
And if you don't believe me, ask ya dad
(Ask him man)
And if you don't believe him, ask ya mom
(That's right)

She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time
(She will)
So kids say no to drugs
(That's right)

So you don't act like everyone else does
(Uh-huh)
Then there's really nothin' else to say
(Sing along)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
Fuck, no you haven't seen it, it's the size of a peanut
(Huh?)
Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world

If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid
And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back
So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your back

Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by five guys
And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it

Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive
And his eyes roll back in his skull
His back starts tah look like the McDonald's Arches
He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin'

And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him
"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him"
'Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny
So they're laughing at basically nothing
Except maybe wasting his money

Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over
And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin' yoga
And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
So don't even feed that to squirrels class, 'cause it's bad for you

See children, drugs are bad
(That's right)
And if you don't believe me, ask ya dad
(That's right)
And if you don't believe him, ask ya mom
(You can)

She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time
(She will)
So kids say no to drugs
(Smoke crack)

So you don't act like everyone else does
(That's right)
And there's really nothin' else to say
(But umm)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

And last but not least, one of the most humungous
Problems among young people today, is fungus
It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off
Bag it up and you put it right in your mouth and chew it

Yum, yum then you start to see some dumb stuff
And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em
And sometimes you see things that aren't there
(Like what?)
Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair

(Mr. Shady what's a G-string?)
It's yarn Claire, women stick 'em up their behinds
Go out and wear 'em
(Huh?)

And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms
Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus
Ya tongue gets, all swoll up like a cow's tongue
(How come?)
'Cause it comes from a cow's dung
(Gross)

See drugs are bad, it's a common fact
But your mom and dad, know that's all that I'm good at
(Oh)
But don't be me, 'cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee
And get a disguise and hide, 'cause it'll be my fault
So don't do drugs and do exactly as I don't, 'cause I'm bad for you

See children, drugs are bad
(Uh-huh)
And if you don't believe me, ask ya dad
(Put that down)
And if you don't believe him, ask ya mom
(You can ask)

She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time
(And she will)
So kids say no to drugs
(Say no)

So you don't act like everyone else does
(Like I do)
And there's really nothin' else to say
(That's right)
Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

Come on children, clap along
(Shut up)
Sing along children
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad
(South Park is gonna sue me)

So don't do drugs children
So there'll be more for me
(Mushrooms killed Kenny)
(So, fucked up, right now)

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Drug Ballad - Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers LP - Eminem

Title: Drug Ballad
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass

Lyric:
Yeah, woo, shit
Aight
Guess what? I ain't coming in yet
I'll come in a minute
Aye yo, this is my love song
It goes like this

Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my prediction is you're gonna probably fall
Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall

And every thing's spinning, you're beginnin' to think
Women are swimming in pink linen again in the sink
Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is finished
You are now allowed to officially slap bitches
You have the right to remain violent and start wilin'
Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you
Get in your car, start it and start drivin'
Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up

Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
Look at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me out of this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've just vanished without a trace
I'm going to a pretty place now, where the flowers grow
I'll be back in an hour or so

'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I try to tell them, "No"
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka, all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me

In third grade, all I used to do
Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube
17 years later I'm as rude as Jude
Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game and every face looks the same
They got no name so I don't need game to play
I just say whatever I want to whoever I want
Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want

However, I do show some respect to few
As ecstasy got me standing next to you
Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you
We just met but I think I'm in love with you
But you're on it too, so you tell me you love me too
Wake up in the morning like, "Yo, what the fuck we do?"
I gotta go bitch, you know I have got stuff to do
'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you

But in the long run these drugs are probably gonna
Catch up sooner or later but fuck it, I'm on one, so let's enjoy
Let the X destroy your spinal cord so it's not a straight line no more
'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls
Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur
Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more
So bye for now, I'm gonna try to find some more

'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I try to tell them, "No"
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka, all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me

That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow
When you swallow it all, wallow and drown in your sorrow
And tomorrow you're probably gonna wanna do it again
What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it
And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight?
Tomorrow you'll be boys again
It's your life, live it however you wanna
Marijuana is everywhere, where was you brought up?

It don't matter as long as you get where you're going
'Cause none of the shit is gonna mean shit where we're going
They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring
Even though you wake up feeling like shit every morning
But you're young, you've got a lot of drugs to do
Girls to screw, parties to crash, sucks to be you
If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't
I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't

But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated
To better drugs and updated
But I've still got a lot of growing up to do
I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew
But when it's all said and done I'll be 40
Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories
With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids in my lap
Babysitting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed

'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I try to tell them, "No"
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka, all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I try to tell them, "No"
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka, all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me

Drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me
These drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me

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Drugs, Basketball & Rap - Lyrics - Talib Kweli

Title: Drugs, Basketball & Rap
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Talib K. Greene, Khari Cain, Jason Green, Jason Smith

Lyric:
That's what I'm talkin' about
S A S, size ain't shit, never dat
Strong arm steady, Talib Kweli

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Woah, I'm dealin' wit nuttin' but facts when I spit it though
You niggas superstitious, don't step on the cracks
Or split the poem, candle light, flickers so bright, I feel the wick
Can kick a sicka flow and spill it like a liquor store

I spit the shit to make a cripple get up and dance
I spit the shit to make the average MC piss in his pants
I spit the shit to make a mothafucka call it a night
I spit the shit to see fuck wit C Delores Tucker sex like

I take a sip from my creative well, in this game for a minute
I play this well to win it, ya go to Africa like Cave Chappelle, you finished
'Cause ya prehistoric raps is borin' the number of whack rappers
Soarin' like the percentages of teenagers who have abortions

These niggas meak, they lyrics weak and they beats is corporate
They try snitchin' on records their mouths is leakin' forces
Drippin' 'em over system than Chinese water torture
Rippin' a series of events more unfortunate than lemony snicket

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Yea, med alliance mind bless the mic for the gods
Teach the blind plus get a piece of mine
Release ya minds for each design
Baby food for thought, rappas not [Incomprehensible] for sport
Due to this pork eatin' niggas of sort

Yo, you's a fuck face, burnt out loser that's always up late
Planet Ais the revolutionary slash nut case
A witchcraft black magic, data load up computers
A spread the message wrote to you where, when I show illusions

If all y'all niggas is killas then how ya write ya records?
How'd you find the time? Stop lyin', ya minds infected
There's only a few and I ain't sayin' niggas
Don't put it down from you town, I'm talkin' 'bout you

Yea, the fake dude promotin' propaganda
And open on some fanna and out right snitchin' on them cameras
Planet Ais, gold chain black bandannas low
Steady gain click clack, rang, rang, there they go

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Yea, just a high skip and a jump away from gettin' everything
That I could possibly want and prostitutes front, get a 4 bar on the roster
Scratch that, I'm talkin' about a full roster of raps, monstas that rap
Buzzed out later check the cadence of the frequency

Uniquely, we strong arms strategically
Easily I twist the [Incomprehensible]
Killa Cali [Incomprehensible] back alleys burnin' backwoods in Danelis
Or he probably wit Kweli, out in BK, we make it easy for the Djs
Like instant replays, conversation by the buttons
I talk and touch sumpin'

Straight shots of the luey, he flew me out to London
Crunchin' numbas, flippin' more dough like Siccisero
Next thing you know, we kissin' ya hoe, wit out the mistletoe
Strong arm steady, agony can sickly, Phil da rigglies
The big league niggas is droppin' indies let's go

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We the shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know you best to fall back, woah

Talib Kweli, right about now
This what I'm feelin' right about now
And I invite you all to check it out wit me
Let's go, it's like

Niggas gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We da shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know, you best to fall back, woah

Niggas gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's the drugs basketball or the rap
There's more to us than that
We da shit consider the facts, after you analyze that
You know, you best to fall back, woah

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Chemicals - Lyrics - Armor For Sleep

Title: Chemicals
Artist: Armor For Sleep
Composer(s): Nash Breen, Anthony Diionno, Peter Decicco, Ben Jorgensen

Lyric:
The lights in your room keep on blinking off
And I?m on my back on your floor
Tell me how you fooled the world again
I like how you laugh when you tell it

Play dead 'cause I?ll be playing dead with you
I?ll play you when you?re dead in a year or two

Can you please point me to your chemicals?
I need to feel like I?ve got the rocks in my eyelids
The only superhero I?ve ever known was you
About five years ago, it was you about five years ago

The lights outside turn into knives on me
And I forget how to get home
It only feels like it?s the summer now
'Cause everyone?s always wearing the wrong clothes

Oh, play dead 'cause I?ll be playing dead with you
I?ll play you when you?re dead in a year or two

Can you please point me to your chemicals?
I need to feel like I?ve got the rocks in my eyelids
The only superhero I?ve ever known was you
About five years ago, it was you about five years ago

I can picture your coffin in the hallway
And your family standing inside the doorway
They?ll point all their fingers at me and say

Where are your drugs? Today we need them
Where are your drugs? We need an escape
Where are your drugs? Today we need them
Where are your drugs? We need an escape

Can you please point me to your chemicals?
I need to feel like I?ve got the rocks in my eyelids
The only superhero I?ve ever known was you
About five years ago, was you about five years ago

Where are your drugs? Today we need them
Where are your drugs? We need your escape
Where are your drugs? Today we need them
Where are your drugs? We need your escape

Where are your drugs? Today we need them
Where are your drugs?

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Drugs Or Me - Lyrics - Futures - Jimmy Eat World

Title: Drugs Or Me
Album: Futures
Artist: Jimmy Eat World
Composer(s): James Christopher Adkins, Richard E Burch, Zachary Michael Lind, Thomas Darrell Linton

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Lyric:
Stay with me
You're the one that I need
You make the hardest things
Seem easy
Keep my heart
Somewhere drugs don't go
Where the sunshine slows
Always keep me close

If only you could see
The stranger next to me
You promise, you promise, that you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

Don't let go
We'll dig a great big hole
Down an endless hole
We'll both go
You're so blind
You can't save me this time
Hope comes from inside
And I feel so low tonight

If only you could see
The stranger next to me
You promise, you promise, that you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

I wish that you could see
This face in front of me
You're sorry, you swear it, you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

(Take me)
I need your hands
(So far)
To pull me up
Take the wheel
(Take me)
Out from me
(So far)
Out from me

If only you could see
(I need your hands)
The stranger next to me
(To pull me up)
You promise, you promise, that you're done
(Take the wheel out from me)
But I can't tell you from the drugs
(Take the wheel out from me)

I wish that you could see
(I need your hands)
This face in front of me
(To pull me up)
You're sorry, you swear it, you're done
(Take the wheel out from me)
But I can't tell you from the drugs

Keep my heart
Somewhere drugs don't go
Where the sunshine slows
Always keep me close

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Drugs Or Me [Styrofoam Remix] - Lyrics - Stay on My Side Tonight - Jimmy Eat World

Title: Drugs Or Me [Styrofoam Remix]
Album: Stay on My Side Tonight
Artist: Jimmy Eat World
Composer(s): James Christopher Adkins, Richard E Burch, Zachary Michael Lind, Thomas Darrell Linton

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Lyric:
Stay with me
You're the one that I need
You make the hardest things
Seem easy
Keep my heart
Somewhere drugs don't go
Where the sunshine slows
Always keep me close

If only you could see
The stranger next to me
You promise, you promise, that you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

Don't let go
We'll dig a great big hole
Down an endless hole
We'll both go
You're so blind
You can't save me this time
Hope comes from inside
And I feel so low tonight

If only you could see
The stranger next to me
You promise, you promise, that you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

I wish that you could see
This face in front of me
You're sorry, you swear it, you're done
But I can't tell you from the drugs

(Take me)
I need your hands
(So far)
To pull me up
Take the wheel
(Take me)
Out from me
(So far)
Out from me

If only you could see
(I need your hands)
The stranger next to me
(To pull me up)
You promise, you promise, that you're done
(Take the wheel out from me)
But I can't tell you from the drugs
(Take the wheel out from me)

I wish that you could see
(I need your hands)
This face in front of me
(To pull me up)
You're sorry, you swear it, you're done
(Take the wheel out from me)
But I can't tell you from the drugs

Keep my heart
Somewhere drugs don't go
Where the sunshine slows
Always keep me close

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

You Give Drugs A Bad Name - Lyrics - Nashville Pussy

Title: You Give Drugs A Bad Name
Artist: Nashville Pussy
Composer(s): Blag Blaine Cartwright

Lyric:
Alright

You've got a whole lot of trouble
Running in your veins
Say it right here, right now
You give drugs a bad name

So while I just hit him
You can hang him high
Why just make them sweat
When you can watch them die

If you'd have faced the world
You could have had it all
Now your back's up against
That same damn dirty wall

Every place you live
Turns out the same
You passed your last buck
You give drugs a bad name

You give drives a bad name
You give drugs a bad name, baby
Yeah, yeah, alright
Yeah, hey

Now a cool person knows when the party ends
Besides some of us just might want to get
Invited back here again

So pick yourself up off that bathroom floor
Take whatever pill helps you find the door
For all the people you just let down
You can pay us back by never coming 'round

And until that day, that'll never be
Just don't tell anyone you came here with me

You give drugs a bad name
You give drugs a bad name
You give drugs a bad name
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, alright, come on

Drugs got a bad enough name as it is, baby

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Why We Thugs - Lyrics - Laugh Now, Cry Later - Ice Cube

Title: Why We Thugs
Album: Laugh Now, Cry Later
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, O'Shea Jackson

Lyric:
Yeah
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Come on

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

I'm from the land of the gang bang
Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed
It's the same ole same
Bush run shit like Saddam Hussein

I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay

Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that invented lower living?
The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons

Thank god for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grille
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

It's Boyz in the Hood, it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna know why it's noise in the hood?
'Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
Nigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood, for real

'Cause when niggaz get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by a five-o
Grandmama came to court with her bible

But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm too far from my family to travel
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled

Owned by C.A., state property
Just like the year fifteen fifty three
Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

Damn, I can't take the pressure
Pulled the forty-four up out the dresser
Grabbed the weight up out the closet
Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it

Y'all know what happened last time I lost it
Can't tell you niggaz what the fuckin' boss did
The game got a nigga exhausted
Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered

Twenty years for what?
Breaking these laws that's so corrupt
Taking these halls and fillin' 'em up
Some powder keg shit that's about to erupt

Ay y'all, I'm about to be stuck
Until the year two thousand, what the fuck?
In the hood, don't press your luck
'Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us

Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Stop trippin' on it

Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same
Every hood's the same

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