Evil Will Prevail - Lyrics - Clouds Taste Metallic - Flaming Lips

Title: Evil Will Prevail
Album: Clouds Taste Metallic
Artist: Flaming Lips
Composer(s): Wayne Coyne, Steven Drozd, Ronald Jones, Michael Ivins

Lyric:
With loving hands and their arms are stretched so wide
They can't seem to take a breath knowing evil will prevail
And a million people seems like a lot
And a million people can't be wrong

With loving smiles and their mouths are stretched so wide
They can't even take a breath knowing evil will prevail
And the magic bullet is the glowing mother ship
And the mother zaps you dead

With loving hands, knowing evil will prevail
Knowing evil will prevail
Knowing that evil will prevail
Knowing evil will always win

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Under A Total Blackened Sky - Lyrics - Enemy of God - Kreator

Title: Under A Total Blackened Sky
Album: Enemy of God
Artist: Kreator
Composer(s): Miland Petrozza

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Lyric:
One with the voices
Better left unheard
One with the dark side
The force that turns the earth

One of the mortal
That ignorance protects
Some unleash a future that takes foundation
In their certain death

And I'm seeing red
When I see your face
And I scorn your name

There's a vision
Brighter than the thousand suns
Rulers fear to face the violence
As stronger it becomes

'Til the day we die
We have to live beneath this blackened sky
'Til the day we die
Under a total blackened sky

One with the dead souls
That roam upon the land
Time waits for no man
Not even for the damned

One with the carrion
Picking upon the flesh
A perfect evil will prevail, delivering
Remains left to infest

And I'm seeing red
When I see your face
And I scorn your name

There's a vision
Brighter than the thousand suns
Rulers fear to face the violence
As stronger it becomes

'Til the day we die
We have to live beneath this blackened sky
'Til the day we die
Under a total blackened sky

Fight, bound in fight
Demons and Gods, Kaisers and fools
Bound in a fight, once more for life
Rich and the poor mongers of war
Will heed the call

'Til the day we die
We have to live beneath this blackened sky
'Til the day we die
Under a total blackened sky

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40 - Dusted 'N' Disgusted - Lyrics - In a Major Way - E

Title: 40 - Dusted 'N' Disgusted
Album: In a Major Way
Artist: E
Composer(s): Sam Bostic, Mike Mosely, J Rocker, Robert Lee Jr Green, Tupac Shakur, Earl T Stevens

Lyric:
I'm really not all that sure
'Bout when things is finna mature
So let me find me a nigga with a grip
And hit his ass quick with one of them whores
(What's the definition of a lick?)
Taking a niggaz shit
(Hey, put that on sumthin')
I put that on the click, the click

Back to fuckin' work one of the homies jus' got dusted
Time to do some dirt, uh!, I never trusted
Them bustas shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival
Now the town is funky, it's called survival
What y'all wanna do? They got us scuffled
(Bullet high, get in your eye)
If this was a fifth well I be drunk
I'm heated, them niggaz cheated, played me false
We had a meetin', shit 'posed to been squashed

I know this one bitch that'll double dribble and set 'em up y'all
She likes the monies in the middle, play tether ball
Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker
Scarecrow crevice southern bitches, aka posies pussyfictious

Nigga been holdin' guts, but shit on his self and a funky bill
Pullin' out bills, frontin' on material shit
That's when I get to killin' shit
(Killin' shit)
And settin' I'm up and havin' I'm catchin' a couple of slugs
Sl-uh sl-uh slugs, trynta fuck with savage thug

Pistol pop in they ass, see niggaz be gettin' this twisted
It's that bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
While a nigga be puttin' on his jimmy
All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton
Before you can hit the broccoli

See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money
Left them niggaz jacked up, and the bitch she macked him
He's a busta, punk ass nigga, y'all know the streets
That's why that nigga naked layin' dead in between some bloody sheets
It's just a part of the game he didn't feel
Bitches will kill, fuck a nigga, out his last d-uh dollar bill
You don't know that hoe main that bitch can't be trusted
Dusted and di-motherfuckin'-sgusted

It's some cold hearted shit
(Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do
Cold hearted bitches
(Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Whacha'll wanna do, I never trusted them bustas

Some cold hearted shit
(Back to fuckin' work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
I never trusted them bustas
And it's them cold hearted niggas
(Back to fuckin' work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Dusted 'n' disgusted

Let's let of some 203's on the other side of t-uh-town
Draw the attention on the other s-uh-side of town
(Other side of town)
And wait for the po-po shift to change, ghetto shootin' range
Revenge on the r-uh-rebound, war games
Droughts, ouch, lost clientele but I will prevail
By sellin' the broccoli dank instead of the crack cocaine
Try not to steal narcotics
When these punk MC's and bitches be the reason why
The smoke be comin' up out the chow, with my nigga Pac

Dear God, can you forgive me? My future's lookin' sick
I'm in my rag hittin' switches I'm suspicious of this bitch
I keep on, callin', but ain't nobody pickin' up
I think she's stallin', this evil bitch is tryin' to set me up
Came all alone if it's on then it's on
Bust my motherfuckin' chrome, on these jealous niggaz dome
It's a war zone but I'm a man so with gun in hand
(War zone)
I'm on my way to see this hoe you know the fuckin' plan

Can't understand, but the things ain't the same
You could die over these bitches if you slippin' in the game
Niggaz gang bang, but bitches gang bang too
Give up that good thang, and put that pistol to your brain
If you was smart figure, don't have no love in your heart nigga
Any complications pull the trigger, dusted and disgusted
Bitches can't be trusted, you know the rules
They underhanded, she planned it, you fuckin' fool

These hoes out here tryin' to hold a nigga's heart
So a nigga get his motherfuckin'
Balls to the wall
Hey be proud of it when you turn these bitches upside down
What's gonna happen
Uhh, three and a half dollars or probably fo' if a bitch ridin'
Yeah main, them hoes talented
They be fuckin' with mo' MC's than jack the rapper
Aight fuck it, what you say Mall?
Ay, fuck them sheisty ass botches, nigga

The California lifestyle that I live
Where the bitches is crooked and niggaz jus' don't give
A flyin' fuck, so I stay stuck, smokin' on the tay-low
Bay area playa, tryin' ta have shit major
And a bitch won't save ya
So I ain't playin' captain save a hoe
I mob up in ya like a pro and then I'm gone
I'm like Sylvester Stallone, everyday is like a Cliffhanger
Action packed, I let the mini-mac smack that ass

Them hoes jacked that ass
Nigga woulda got smokin' on that hash
Can't have my cash, better go and take your nigga stash
'Cuz he's a busta, niggaz with clusters
Slippin' in shit, betta jack that nigga 'fore I jack his ass bitch
Never was no love for the mark-ass, the lo pink
(The lo pink)
You love them Bootys bitches, can't let them pussy bitches

Gank that ass, betta hide your cash and check or pass
Pump your brakes nigga, slow your roll don't go too fast
'Cause bulletproof ain't doin' no good no mo' no mo' no mo' no mo'
Now, niggaz comin' up dead with they brains blew out on the fuckin' floor
Damn, hella force to the face Teflons to the vest now r-uh-rest
Pull a plug on a flat line no p-uh-ulse, one nigga less
One nigga less, from coast to coast, to the East to the West
Crushin' the flesh, dem bitches played a game of death
Look over your shoulder watch your back don't even trust it
I'm tryin' to told ya end up dusted

It's some cold hearted shit
(Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do
Cold hearted bitches
(Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Whacha'll wanna do, I never trusted them bustas

Some cold hearted shit
(Back to fuckin' work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
I never trusted them bustas
And it's them cold hearted niggas
(Back to fuckin' work, one of the homies jus' got dusted)
Dusted 'n' disgusted

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Don'T Worry - Lyrics - BTNHResurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Don'T Worry
Album: BTNHResurrection
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Bryon Mccane, M Hawkins, Leroy Hutson, Tim Middleton, Stanley Howse, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Everything's gonna be alright
(It's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(It's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright
(It's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(It's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright
(It's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(It's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright
(It's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(It's gonna be alright)

Say, don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

Now why did they kill him
It's one of my niggas is dreamin', schemin' on making a million
Tryin' feed they children and police keep coming around
And keep tryin' to beat you down, and take you out

Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil
Shit is so clear that they can't even see through
But no matter what we do
(Matter what we do)

We gon' be strugglin' forever, running forever
The hood that I seein', it won't get no betta
Until Armageddon goes down, it's not a legend
It's kinda hard to view paradise

But if you just try close your eyes, you can view it
But reality hits you soon as you open your eyes
You find that you still live a fucked up life
And the streets done took over your mind

Figure you gotta survive, so somebody got to die
You just wanna break down and cry
But asking God to come help us please, why?

Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

Some, ah, ya'll niggas really can't fight
Betta get it together getta act right
'Cause when you fuck wid Bone
Betta come wid somethin' betta have you shit right

And don't be planning no future on nuthing you heard, nigga
He say, she say, get you fucked up killa
And I'm gon' ride, won't lose no sleep over nuthin'
You can save it friend, but all these years

Face to face, ain't nobody said nuthin'
Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways
Time after time I know we tried but losing this life everyday
And I don't wanna go out like that not me

Lately Bone got what you want
Physically you don't wanna bleed
A la la la la la la
Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright

Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

And don't you worry 'bout a damn thang
And don't you worry 'bout, a damn thang
Wid all odds, against us
When the guard got me running for the fences

Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells
I'm teaming my clip wid the extra extension
I sit in my basement like it's a crack house bored
Blackout cause I was paranoid, he enjoys what I avoid

The courts, ah bowl ah, crooks
'Cause bitches want the money on ya books
Destroy double eyed dotted watch devil smiles wid a cush
Gotta sell chronic to get me up some mellofied timing televised

The crucified promised in, ah, my ish, nobody can stop us
Where the shoot out? How many niggas you killed?
How many niggas for real? Like Mary Louelle as long as I live
Forty five strategized like, oh dow
Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me
Fuck, ah chicken and let's get on

Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

I remember like yesterday, way back in the day coming up
Moms used to read to me everyday
Through the evening even through the afternoon
In the dawn, ah, book of songs

So, I'm wondering off through the wilderness
Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death
Want to hunt me down all the need for people
Heaven I wonder, will the devil catch me shall prevail

Lately even heaven is flashy sick of this amazed envy
And it ain't nuthin' to see and believe in heaven in front of you
That's what I'm having a de ja vu, Lord when I lay down down to sleep
I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep

And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, oh please Lord take us
I say to my momma peep no no more crying drying eyes
Nigga locked up at wayside wouldn't even pay respect
To my step dad when he died

So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county
Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home
Don't worry bout a damn thang, everything finna be alright
Off to the door so bright like a knight in shining armor
Hug my wife my sons my daughter, ain't no more reason to even bother

Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

Look nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothing
'Cause it's a little thing I know called faith
All you need is much as a mustard seed
And the Lord will keep you safe

Whateva, don't kill, you will make you stronger
I promise you that just keep on pushing
If you slip you fall and you hurt yourself
Then the Lord will provide your cushion

Determination rules the nation whateva you facing, just be a man
Believing in death before dishonor, shake the drama and take a stand
For ah nigga like me see it didn't come easy
Ah, nigga had to struggle and fight at, ah, point and time in my life

It's like, ah, nigga just can't get it right
To all of my family Layzie loves ya
And I never take shit for granted
Feeling so wicked off in this planet, man fuck, tryin' to understand it

That's why I stay focused thugging and loc'dus
Stacking my bricks till I form the fifth, momma never said it'd be like this
But nigga I'm ready for anything
Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch

About precision timing and vision, get up and go and don't turn back
If you, ah, soldier and you know it hold ya head up high
And keep stompin' in yo big black boots and don't worry

Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang
Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang

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The Longest Day - Lyrics - A Matter Of Life And Death - Iron Maiden

Title: The Longest Day
Album: A Matter Of Life And Death
Artist: Iron Maiden
Composer(s): Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson, Steven Harris

Lyric:
In the gloom, the gathering storm abates
In the ships gimlet, eyes await
The call to arms to hammer at the gates
To blow them wide, throw evil to its fate

All summers long the drills to build the machine
To turn men from flesh and blood to steel
From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach
From summer sands to Armageddon's reach

Overlord, your master not your god
The enemy coast dawning gray with scud
These wretched souls puking, shaking fear
To take a bullet for those who sent them here

The world's alight, the cliffs erupt in flame
No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains
Drowning men, no chance for a warrior's fate
A choking death, enter Hell's gate

Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide

Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
But I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

The rising dead, faces bloated, torn
They are relieved, the living wait their turn
Your number's up, the bullet's got your name
You still go on to Hell and back again

Valhalla waits, Valkyries rise and fall
The warrior tombs lie open for us all
A ghostly hand reaches through the veil
Blood and sand, we will prevail

Sliding we go
Only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide

Oh, the water is red
With the blood of the dead
But I'm still alive
Pray to God I survive

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through?

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