Serpent Boy - Lyrics - Hed P.E. - Hed Pe

Title: Serpent Boy
Album: Hed P.E.
Artist: Hed Pe
Composer(s): Wes Geer, Jerrad Shain

Lyric:
I said count the days
Don't hold your breath
Chikitee check 2012
The perpetrator never knew
Never properly represent the struggle
The boy in the bubble is you, not Barbarino
My flows unclog your souls like Draino
My logic tight like Plato
Whoop ass like Kato
With more troops than Nato
Wreckin' your house like a tornado in the Barbados
Drop down give props to the third rock
First come first serve shake the spot
See you not so big like you thought you was
Not my blood not my 'cuz
Not mi familia
I play like amnesia when I sees ya
Who needs ya
Ridin' my dick like a skeezah

Take a look around
You forgot what you came here for
What's your theory?
Why ya try to play that game?
You can forget my name
Take a look around
Take a deep breath
Recollect yourself
You a zero
You don't respect yourself
Still running that weak ass game
You can forget my name

It's time to bury the bloody hatchet in your motherfucking back
I laugh when I hear yo rib cage crack
I'm breakin' you down
Fuckin' you up like sprack
You always mixin' up yo fiction with yo facts
Now I'm a let you know
What the soul for real is
Come correct, let me know what the deal is
Bro, pack your bowl, with my flow
Shit just ain't workin' out
No, I'm a have to let you go

Ain't no love, no mo
Ain't no love, no mo
Ain't no love, no mo

Take a look around
You forgot what you came here for
What's your theory?
Why ya try to play that game?
You can forget my name
Take a look around
Take a deep breath
Recollect yourself
You a zero
You don't respect yourself
Still running that weak ass game
You can forget my name

So what's up?
Ain't seen your punk ass around lately
Still beatin' up bitches?
Said if from your grave
I'm already coming to remind you
That I'd be lookin' behind you
Yeah cause I know where to find you

Ain't no love, no mo, come on
Ain't no love, no mo, come on
Ain't no love, no mo, come on

Yeah, take a look around
Tell me what's your theory?
Why ya try to play that game?
Why ya try to play that game?

Take a look around
Take a deep breath
Recollect, resurrect
Run a check from the neck up
You fucked up
Running that weak ass game
You can forget my name

White boy, you shoulda known that your ass was banished
So tell your sissy peer
I'll make it perfectly clear
That we can't tolerate
No no we can't take from the broken man
Beatin' down their girls, and stealin' from my hydrosack
So now you know the deal, yeah our deal
Come on [incomprehensible]
Now you eject
You got no respect
No time to recollect
Only time to breathe your last breath
And let your mama [incomprehensible] as well, as well, as well

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Why - Lyrics - Bad Boy'S Da Band

Title: Why
Artist: Bad Boy'S Da Band
Composer(s): Tony Dofat, Lloyd Mathis, Rodney Hill, Fredderick Watson

Lyric:
Out and about and I saw an angel come down from heaven
Having the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand
I laid whole on the dragon, that old serpent
Which is the devil and Satan, and [unverified] a thousand years, see

I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan
Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands
International dope man, known as a D-Boy
If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy

Me, all I do is move blow off tha corner
Paper chasin' 'cause I'm tryin' to stack dough like Colma
Watch me, I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight
Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night

Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right
The devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ
I did a lot of ridin' in my time and God blessed me still
I look out for tha one the knocks

So why the devil keep on fuckin' with me? Why?
Why he knockin' at my door, my door?
Why the devil keep on fuckin' with me?
Can you tell me why he huntin' me for?

Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me, could you tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?
Tell me what he huntin' me for, could you tell me, tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?

You thinkin' life's a joke, I'll slice your throat
Oh you a thug, you about to get yo' rights revoked
I'm from the Dirty, we don't even know the price of soap
I'm a star, look in the sky, you need a microscope

I'm way ahead of the game, thuggin' runs in my veins
My pockets chubby, so I went and got a gun in my name
It's just me, him and my blunt in the Range
A young nigga with the filthy slang

Ha ha, I hop out like a 'Jack in the box' with three macs and a glock
I'm askin' for nothin', I'm snatchin' my props
I'm gettin' money while I'm laughin' at cops, it ain't ya lad, I ain't bad
It's the devil, why don't you tell 'em to stop

So why the devil keep on fuckin' with me? Why?
Why he knockin' at my door, my door?
Why the devil keep on fuckin' with me?
Can you tell me why he huntin' me for?

Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me, could you tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?
Tell me what he huntin' me for, could you tell me, tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?

It's like somebody's lookin' over my shoulder
It's hard to focus in the open, I'm surrounded by vultures
So many haters, I don't know where to turn
And niggaz be starin' us down like we got money to burn

First things first, I'm sick of all you industry thugs
You feel me, you a enemy if anything
'Cuz in memory of death to the powers that be
See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, ain't no coward in me

Somebody is constantly watching and following me
Throw shades over my eyes, won't allow me to see
Allow me to peek, forget about reading the fine print
My lyrical content on some Vietnam shit

Shoot 99% dogg, top of the line, I'm back on my grind
Satan in the back of my mind
Go ahead with the bullshit, tomorrow ain't promised
I'm pushin' the rock to stop from getting knocked unconscious

So why the devil keep on fuckin' with me? Why?
Why he knockin' at my door, my door?
Why the devil keep on fuckin' with me?
Can you tell me why he huntin' me for?

Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me, could you tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?
Tell me what he huntin' me for, could you tell me, tell me?
Could you tell me what he huntin' me for?

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for Thou walk with me
It's Bad Boy baby, we done seen the ups and downs
Sunny days, rainy days, we'll never stop

Da Band, the next generation, God first
And we won't stop, yeah let's go
Yeah get off me, get off me, you know what team I'm on
One life, one God, one family, Bad Boy

I'm like Micheal baby, Dark Angel
Yeah you feel me, I see all you devils out there
You'll never stop us, Da Band, 2003
The next generation, yeah and we won't stop

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40 - Like A Jungle - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Like A Jungle
Artist: E
Composer(s): Bosco A Kante, Jerry Long, Dulon Stevens, Earl Thomas Stevens, Tenina Stevens

Lyric:
Hand me one of them thangs killed John Wayne
D.E.A. back in this bitch
Fuck around with this nigga Bosko, he stay mobbin'
Shall we spit some saliva? Spit some saliva

In and out of the traffic
Sparkin' up a bunch of commotion and static it's a habit
Bloated, wasted, loaded, tilted when I roll it
Like the steering wheel on my Deville when I first drove it

Who the caviest and the savviest [Incomprehensible]
Strikin' like a pack of matches
Blood alcohol, lookin' like above average
Money tall player, papered up, ghetto fabulous
You can ball too pimpin' just be about your cabbage

I don't need no iron, I'm already creased
Pistol-whip a bitch with my mouthpiece, paid for hoe
On my car, fuckin' lease
Strikin' through your neighborhood, disturbin' peace

Boogie green Cutlass with the gold feets
Same colored tint with the bucket seats, bitch
All my wife I was raised around killers
Boy I tell ya these monkeys don't wanna see no gorillas

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
You know a sea serpent
Snake in the grass can post up lies

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
We play for keeps, so nigga
If you feel froggish leap, leap nigga, bitch

Chest splitter, game spitter, go getter
I stay busy like Mighty Joe, the go-rilla
One hitter quitters if you're it, bump my feet nigga
I hit the turf, knockin' off wall pictures

Nowadays niggaz can get arrested
For reckless dressin', attempt to pimp
But they don't know a broke horse
And don't know how money makes a pimp, pimp
See I'm like a pimp, I got to be about means
Twinkied out with a car full of TV screens

I mean I'm mean, I boss up for the green
Hit the scene and check my runners 'bout my cream
One-eighteen, haters wanna cross my dream
Handicap me, shoot me in the spleen

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
If you see me in a fight in the forest with a bear
Don't help me nigga help the bear

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
Boy, I tell ya, these monkeys
Don't wanna see no gorillas, see no gorillas

Man potnah you ain't from 'round here, you ain't got no pass
Oh you with 40-water, we can go 'head and let you go
But next time, it's yo' ass
Lick you for yo' cash, get you for what you got

'Cause triflin' on this side of the soil that's all we do is plot
Seen it, lived it, did it, been in it, done it
Cooked it, shucked it, sold it, couple hundred
Units a month, dirty white girl

Baby powder, China white, step-mother pearl
I'm out of weed, I'm losin' my focus
Ash tray full of doobies and roaches
In the parking lot rollin' a blunt, in the middle of some funk

Dudes got to dumpin' bitches, haulin' ass
Takin' off they pumps, fallin' in the grass
Cowards flyin' everywhere, fools gettin' glassed
While I'm sittin' in my cut thang, tryin' to play
They fuckin' up my shit

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
You know a sea serpent
Snake in the grass can post up lies

(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
It's like a jungle sometimes
(It's like a jungle)
We play for keeps, so nigga
If you feel froggish leap, leap nigga, bitch

Be about your paper bro, don't hate on mine
It's like a jungle sometimes
Gorilla pimpin' ain't easy but I'm steady on the grind

It's like a jungle sometimes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

It's like a jungle sometimes, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

It's like a jungle sometimes

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The Garden Of Allah - Lyrics - Don Henley

Title: The Garden Of Allah
Artist: Don Henley
Composer(s): John R. Corey, Don Henley, Stanley Lynch, Paul Gurian

Lyric:
It was pretty big year for fashion
A lousy year for rock and roll
The people gave their blessing to crimes of passion
It was a dark, dark night of the collective soul

Now I was somewhere out on Riverside
By the El Royale Hotel
When a stranger appeared in a cloud of smoke
I thought I knew him all too well

He said, "Now that I have your attention
I got something I wanna say
You may not wanna hear it
I'm gonna tell it to you anyway"

"You know I've always liked you boy
'Cause you were not afraid of me
Things are gonna get mighty rough
Here in Gomorrah-by-the-Sea"

He said, "It's just like home
It's so damn hot I can't stand it
My fine seersucker suit
Is all soaking wet"

And the hills are burning
And the wind is raging
And the clock strikes midnight in the Garden of Allah
In the Garden of Allah

"Nice car, I love those Bavarians, so meticulous
Y'know I remember a time when things were a lot more fun around here
When good was good and evil was evil
Before things got so fuzzy"

"I was once a golden boy like you
And I was summoned to the halls of power in the heavenly courts
And I dined with the deities who looked upon me with favor
For my talents, my creativity"

"And we sat beneath the palms
In the warm afternoons and drank the wine
With Fitzgerald and Huxley
And they pawned a biting phrase from the tongues hot with blood"

"And drained their pins of bitter ink
Vainly reaching for the bottle full of empty Edens
Branded specially for the ones who had come with great expectations
To the perfumed halls of Allah, for their time in the sun"

"And we were stokin' the fires and oilin' up the machinery
Until the Gods found out, we had ideas of our own"
And war was coming and the Earth was shaking
And there was no more ruin in the Garden of Allah

"Today, I made an appearance downtown
I am an expert witness because I say I am
And I said, 'Gentlemen, and I use that word loosely
I will testify for you, I'm a gun for hire, I'm a saint, I'm a liar'"

"'Because there are no facts, there is no truth
Just data to be manipulated
I can get you any result you like
What's it worth to you?'"

"'Because there is no wrong, there is no right
And I sleep very well at night
No shame, no solution, no remorse, no retribution
Just people selling T-shirts'"

Just opportunity to participate in the pathetic little circus
And winning, winning, winning'"

It was pretty big year for predators
The marketplace was on a roll
And the land of opportunity
Spawned a whole new breed of men without souls

This year notoriety
Got all confused with fame
And the devil is downhearted, babe
'Cause there's nothing left for him to claim

He said, "It's just like home
It's so low-down, I can't stand it
I guess my work around here
Has all been done"

And the fruit is rotten, the serpent's eyes shine
As he wraps around the vine
In the Garden of Allah
In the Garden of Allah

In the Garden of Allah

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Sebastien - Lyrics - The Gods Of Earth And Heaven - Army Of Lovers

Title: Sebastien
Album: The Gods Of Earth And Heaven
Artist: Army Of Lovers
Composer(s): M Dornonville De La Cour, Alexander Bengt Mag Bard, Dominika Peczynski, Anders Wollbeck, Jean-Pierre Barda

Lyric:
From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

Losing his virginity
Travel through infinity
Buried under astrakhans
Crucified Sebastien

Like sheep the dogs of stray
Monsignors on feet of clay
A meeting late at night
To escalate their fright

The stunning beauty of
A young monk with a glowing love
Kiss those virgin lips
A gift from high above

A serpent on a mission
The devil's passepartout
I hypnotize your vision
I throw my spell on you

Your physical appearance
Your life is in my hand
I crush your perseverance
A circle in the sand

I dwell in the experience
I tempt the sacred lamb
I tempt the sacred lamb
I eat the sacred lamb

From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

Losing his virginity
Travel through infinity
Buried under astrakhans
Crucified Sebastien

The egos clash around
The cross to where the boy was bound
The chairman of the board
Strike the burning sword

The villains and the thieves
The body wrapped in golden leaves
Mashed his body down
The golden scent Sebastien

I tremble I'm euphoric
The stench of rotten fruit
The demons clap adore it
The abbots bathe in soot

The prince of fallen angels
I saw the grains of greed
An ancient Ronald Reagan
The vultures that I feed

I milk the naked pagans
I leave your heart to bleed
I leave your heart to bleed
And drink the virgin seed

From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

Losing his virginity
Travel through infinity
Buried under astrakhans
Crucified Sebastien

A serpent on a mission
The devil's passepartout
I hypnotize your vision
I throw my spell on you

I'm in the top position
I tempt the sacred lamb
I tempt the sacred lamb
I eat the sacred lamb

From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

Losing his virginity
Travel through infinity
Buried under astrakhans
Crucified Sebastien

Hosiannah, hosiannah

From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

Losing his virginity
Travel through infinity
Buried under astrakhans
Crucified Sebastien

From the day when he was born
Worlds apart his soul was torn
Killed though he could do no harm
Bless that heart Sebastien

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Pleased To Meet You - Lyrics - James

Title: Pleased To Meet You
Artist: James
Composer(s): Mark Hunter, Tim Booth, Saul Davies, Jim Glennie, David Baynton Power

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Lyric:
Scared to be alone
Frightened of the dark
Everything is too much
For a boy out of touch with his feelings

I must be to blame
I must be at fault
I believe I'm never good enough
To shine a light that lingers

I have witnessed star
Bursts in your coal black eyes
I am what I try to deny
I have seen the serpent coiling set to strike
And love is the usual disguise

Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?

Never came alive
Never cut the cord
Nothing is too much
For a boy out of touch with his feelings

Worshiping the moonshine
Skinning up the grapevine
I don't have a plan where I'm going
I just follow my fingers

I will be the burning man
To grace these times
I am what I try to deny
I reflect the same eyes looking back at me
And love is the only reply

Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?

We're more than enough
Dead ringers

Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?
Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?

Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?
Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?

Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?
Pleased to meet you
Where you from and what's your name?

What's your name?
Pleased to meet you
Where you from, what's your name?
What's your name?
Pleased to meet you
Where you from, what's your name?

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Dr. Octagon - Lyrics - Dr. Octagon

Title: Dr. Octagon
Artist: Dr. Octagon
Composer(s): Kurt Matlin, Keith Mathew Thornton

Lyric:
Live, November 6, 1996
At the Great Western Forum in Inglewood, CA
Dr. Octagonecologyst and Chewbacca Uncircumcised
Perform with with Curt Kobane and Roger from Zapp

The plane managed to land, the skeleton at the controls
A place called the Twilight Zone
Are extraterrestrials able to accomplish this?
I will explain but you'd become more puzzled at the possibilities
Earth ending trilogies, wacky stuff
Like gas passing dinosaurs while I stroll in circles blindfolded
Gave a lady some wrinkle cream out of rat poop
You might just laugh so hard your skull cracks

Brain spills thick blood shooting out like a champagne cork
Females so horny and mean
Sucking scales off of live rattlesnakes
My boy gave his girl money for groceries, she got a new hairdo
Women like this could even make the devil commit suicide
Hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's
Haloes were found, at the landing sites, vanishing

Vanishing victims, kept alive on metal examining tables
Ex-Experts baffled they could survive the caustic exposure
To laser scalpels, green berets
Flowing cold heads in mechanical wombs
Radioactive constant temperature circular appendages
Cripples start shaking sending distress signals
We're not alone in the Twilight Zone

"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple
"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple

Back in spiral, I roast humans like a gyro
New York, Atlanta, Africa to Cairo
Diplomat King Presidential offspring
Two miles from Westinghouse, with lights down South
Government chemical voodoo man miracle
Super disease your brain is more hysterical
My urine see paralyze your ability with space codes
Electrodes you're ready for a pap smear

Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear
Two cows a zebra will jump through your atmosphere
Giraffe-Funk will raise beamin' through your trunk
Steam of Legion, to burn up in your anal region
Power contracting with bombs in his rectum factor
Utilized phonic like water in your Panasonic
Trip or slip or fall right into the earth pit, gamma ray toilet
Microbes on your earth shit

Dr. Ludicrous, I turn into a octapus
Grab eight species, isolate like an incubus
Convert with probes, green shit is on your earlobes
Attack what stomach with juice they call gastric
Alien bugs with sickle cell, get they ass kicked
Dermatologist examine more black cysts
Radiation butter pouring down your sinus, it's Dr. Octagon

"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple
"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple

Utilize to abuse minds
Slice head halves, let's probe the subconscious lobe
Mathematical parabola, ACT test and just ex-plorating
The creative arctic regions, or isolating cockpit
A regular pitstop monitoring with enough fuel
To fly a small dirigible to a place an oasis in a nebula, Earth
Universal charting unseen atmosphere
Requesting assistance, I speed through waves

Like a Concorde SST, then open aperture
The shape of Octagon selects forward morphing
It's the vertical Frankenstein
Prototype of like Kervorkian, mind pedestrian controls
Spend elevation gobble the ignorant supersonic cruise
Hidin' to think, focus psychosis with Von Blowford
Black lotus releases when life is flailing external
Terminal update, thermal conducted power source supplied

Man on the moon pumps amps, or souped up cable boxes
Getting up impossible
The speaker needs another dose, concoct
Concoct the scenario view, in a position of a coroner
Describing current events bent on human dismemberment
To a point of no resemblance
We're not alone in the Twilight Zone

"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple
"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple

Like Enoch, I wear my cape, you can't destroy
My impeccable caliber that makes your vision blur
I drop particle X when having Rhythm sex
Voodoo arrangers with the kids Power Rangers
Make me see other men, gorillas masturbating
With human strangers
Legally through court, you're stung by a genital wart
Chlamydia, through the city-a

Los Angeles Texas has a serpent that's urgent
For the mass appeal biomedical test your rectum
Squeezing in banana peels
Outwards backwards towards Boston
It's costing androids leaving humans with hemerrhoids
Thinking more of what they can't explore

Like the cartoon Donald Duck is giving fellatio on the floor
With Reed Richards, looking at The Thing's naked pictures
Taking Ex-Lax to relax with the needle and thread
Sewing up all the other buttcracks
In the industry there's no one who can mess with
Dr. Octagon, now serving coleslaw and pink pickles

"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
Keep it simple
"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed their bikes"
Keep it simple

"Detached his bike, and leaped to safety
Just before they collided with a tree"

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Black Dwarf - Lyrics - Candlemass

Title: Black Dwarf
Artist: Candlemass
Composer(s): Leif Edling

Lyric:
Serpent rising on the horizon
And right here in my abode
Evil sensation, a manifestation
I'm petrified I cannot go

Black and white day glow
Cold creeping fright show
A star of infinite mass
Soul corroding and head exploding
Existence reduced in a flash

Diamond of a million flies
Illusion of hope
Black lizard in disguise
Hate fiend on dope

Dwarf, the black dwarf

Slow death descending, pain never-ending
Astaroth won't go away
So radiating now always hating
This liar commands you to stay

Depressions and crisis, hopeless advices
Suicide, acid rain
Controlling the masses, misguiding our asses
Bringing me stain on stain

Freak show from outer hell
Psychos create
Heroes or villains low
The choices you make

Dwarf, the black dwarf
The black dwarf, the black dwarf

Have you seen the poison queen
Sitting on your shoulder?
Don't you know what she says?
Can you not control her?

Read the hex like you read the stories
God is dead and you have no worries
Forget ambition, fuck the vision
Kill the lights and go to sleep

The stalker is stalking and talking and talking
Colossal power and wit
Pathetic, unethical and yes, unaesthetic
Oh boy, you're so full of shit

You're playing me tricks, 666
The Devil dictating the news
I can't keep resisting, black dwarf's insisting
I'm so afraid of you

Diamond of a million flies
Illusion of hope
Black lizard in disguise
Hate fiend on dope

Freak show from outer hell
Psychos create
Heroes or villains low
The choices you make

Dwarf, the black dwarf
The black dwarf, the black dwarf

From the filth of the crucifix
To the stench of headlines
The dwarf is there, his ugly face
Blocking out the sunshine

No taboos and no distinctions
Fantasy creating fiction
And no one knows what to believe
So kill the lights and go to sleep

Go to sleep

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All Gone To Hell - Lyrics - Motorhead

Title: All Gone To Hell
Artist: Motorhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Philip Anthony Campbell, Richard Burston Michael

Lyric:
Wide awake, wide awake
Hear the silence hiss
Will you break, will you break?
Iron binds your wrist

In your face, in your face
See the others flinch
Iron law, iron claw
Don't you move an inch

Strike towards the one you love, throw the dark ones down
Velvet fist, the iron glove, the lost one now is found
Don't you ask me why and when, I will never tell
Life was so muck stranger then but that's all gone to hell

Make a start, make a start
Open up the door
In the dark, in the dark
Who could ask for more?

You are blind, you are blind
Wish that you were deaf
In the mind, in your mind
Hear the serpent's breath

Fight the demons in your head, watch until the dawn
We all heard the words we said, we all braved the storm
Never show the ones within what we do or sell
Life is so much safer now but it's all gone to hell, oh

In the night, in the night
Hear your shadow breathe
Feel the bite, feel the bite
No one will believe

By your side, by your side
Beware of shadows now
Kiss your bride, kiss the bride
Seal the marriage now

You must be much braver, boy, than you ever dreamed
Or your world will be destroyed by the small and mean
You must stand, and fight them hard, you must never run
You must be a shining star, do what must be done
Don't you ask me why and how, you must lift the spell
Life could be much more than this unless we've gone to hell

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All Gone To Hell - Lyrics - Sacrifice - MotÖRhead

Title: All Gone To Hell
Album: Sacrifice
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Philip Anthony Campbell, Richard Burston Michael

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Lyric:
Wide awake, wide awake
Hear the silence hiss
Will you break, will you break?
Iron binds your wrist

In your face, in your face
See the others flinch
Iron law, iron claw
Don't you move an inch

Strike towards the one you love, throw the dark ones down
Velvet fist, the iron glove, the lost one now is found
Don't you ask me why and when, I will never tell
Life was so muck stranger then but that's all gone to hell

Make a start, make a start
Open up the door
In the dark, in the dark
Who could ask for more?

You are blind, you are blind
Wish that you were deaf
In the mind, in your mind
Hear the serpent's breath

Fight the demons in your head, watch until the dawn
We all heard the words we said, we all braved the storm
Never show the ones within what we do or sell
Life is so much safer now but it's all gone to hell, oh

In the night, in the night
Hear your shadow breathe
Feel the bite, feel the bite
No one will believe

By your side, by your side
Beware of shadows now
Kiss your bride, kiss the bride
Seal the marriage now

You must be much braver, boy, than you ever dreamed
Or your world will be destroyed by the small and mean
You must stand, and fight them hard, you must never run
You must be a shining star, do what must be done
Don't you ask me why and how, you must lift the spell
Life could be much more than this unless we've gone to hell

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The Faces - Lyrics - A Book Of Human Language (Accompanied By Mumbles) - Aceyalone

Title: The Faces
Album: A Book Of Human Language (Accompanied By Mumbles)
Artist: Aceyalone
Composer(s): Edwin M Jr Hayes

Lyric:
Right there cool
Come here let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place, I seen a million of 'em
They look at me for a split second

Then they grin, never to be seen again
But it's locked in, so I can read every line
It's written all over your upside down mind
With an upside down smile

Whoops, upside your head, well hey now
I never forget a face, especially your's
Because the mirror is the only dimension without flaws
I look out till again

And then begin to look out for the faces of men
'Cause I done been face to face with a serpent
Demon is the same think it is when it ain't
White like snow or black like coal

Yellow like the moon and red, read like a book
To live or die is the plot but the face is the hook
So meet the face from left field
3 eyes two ears one nose and a grill, but still remain faceless, oh ya

Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of 'em but don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of 'em, but still remain faceless

Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of 'em but don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of 'em, but still remain faceless

So can I take a Polaroid? Say cheese
Of the face that got you employed please
Same face your momma enjoyed as a boy
Will be the same face that will get you destroyed

Now you got to face the facts, face the music
You cannot about face it and turn back when you abuse it
So wisdoms use it wise, bat those eyes, show them teeth
Lick them lips even powder them cheeks

So while your passin', I'm askin' myself
I wonder if she knows what I'm looking at
Well look at that, a face that got me looking back
I can see the history in your bone structer
I can see the misery in your frown

So smile now and cry later
Or just walk around with the face of a clown
And still remain faceless

I said smile now and cry later
Or just walk around with the face of a clown
And still remain faceless

Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of 'em but don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of 'em, but still remain faceless

Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of 'em but don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of 'em, but still remain faceless

Do you know how far a face can take you?
It can make you or break you, or inflate you
They're either going to love you or hate you
Or never notice you if you're a face they don't relate to

You fear my face, don't wanna get near my face
You get judged by your mug, they didn't hear your case
Now face the wall, face the wall
Your face is against the law

You look at me I look at y'all
I reelect everything, I saw in the face of the prowl
But I'm just another face in the crowd just another face in the crowd
To figure that at face value is not allowed

Tell it to my face and tell it to me now
Tryin' to mad dog, but you got the face of a puppy dog
Like a puppet, just like a baby doll
Ain't that right baby face? Cutie pie?

Good lookin'? Twinkle in your daddies eye?
And then scarface replied, I was born with a face, I can't hide
A face I can't hide a face full of pride
A face that's been denied on sight

I recognize the face but the name slips by
But still your not faceless, yo

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Right Back At You - Lyrics - The Infamous - Mobb Deep

Title: Right Back At You
Album: The Infamous
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): D Coles, Kejuan W Muchita, C Woods, Albert J Johnson, Les Mccann, ,T Perry

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, check it out now
Run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the essence
I don't give a fuck about my presence

I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
Twenty-four seven, Mac 11 is my people

So, why you wanna end your little life like this?
'Cuz now you bump heads wit kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive the last night
Damn right, I ain't trying to fight

We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat and
Ain't no turning back when I start blasting

Pick up the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit back in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear 'cuz you the one in danger
Never share your plans with a stranger, word is born

I put the glock on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, I'm bucking right back at you

I put the glock on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, I'm bucking right back at you

Fuck where you're at kid, it's where you're from
'Cuz where I'm from, niggaz pack nuthin' but the big guns
Around my way, niggaz don't got remorse for out of towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder

The loud sounder, ear ringer
And I'ma point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real?
Step to the hill, then I'ma test your gun skills

'Cuz real niggaz don't try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwhyle
But swing that bullshit this way
And I'ma make your visit to the bridge a muthafukin' short stay

Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
Six blocks and you might not make it through
What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you?
Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could come around my way, you big stupid fuck

What the hell you smoking? What the fuck possessed you
To come out your face? Now I have to wet you
Throw on my tims, black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30

'Cuz I put the glock on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, I'm bucking right back at you

Who's the richest nigga in the project, who got it live
Rocking convertibles, drop tops and mad high?
Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organize, all eyeballs is on cream

And your whole clique got nothin' but raw shit
Whip after whip, stay flashing your dick on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging Nas, Mobb Deep and Wu

There's money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
Jums is in the mailboxes, bitches holding your guns
You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in saran
Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we expand
Masked avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, plus the bridge, boy remember

My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him, slow down cousin
But he vexed and niggaz getting wet up in the projects
But wit no doubt, shorty's out for his respect

But is his brain insane from the lye
From smoking that 118, [Incomprehensible]
Why, a nigga just died last week
As he swore he was growing, he's a thug in the street

But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild wit the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
Wit a firepack, don't even go there, 'cuz it ain't like that

Slow down baby, he said, "What, you trying to play me?"
You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
Thug's selling drug, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy

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