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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Fury Of The Storm - Lyrics - Dragonforce

Title: Fury Of The Storm
Artist: Dragonforce
Composer(s): Herman Li, Vadim Pruzhanov, Zp Theart, Ian Samuel Totman

Lyric:
We are riding for the battle field in force tonight
Fury of the darkest evil, cry for war
Far beyond the boundaries of hell and starlight
On the road to lands unknown, forever more

Through the caverns far below, our quest will lead us
Onwards through the ice and snow forever more
Standing fighting full of hate, the time has come now
Stand and sound the guns of glory, cry for war

On wings of glory we will carry on
Far across forgotten lands towards the distant sun
And in the darkness shining far beyond the starlight
Lightning is striking from the dark dawning shadows
And in the kingdom of the everlasting sun
When the glory of the master's time has come

Into the fires of forever we will fly through the Heavens
With the power of the universe we stand strong together
Through the forcing of power it will soon reach the hour
For victory we ride, fury of the storm

Here we are the chosen one we can not fail now
Spilling all the blood on the fires below
Smashing through the boundaries with the fire and fury
Killing all the mortals down the winding road

Hell fires are raging the storm growing strong
On the path to victory towards the distant sun
And in the darkness shining far beyond the starlight
Lightning is striking from the dark dawning shadows
And in the kingdom of the everlasting sun
When the glory of the master's time has come

Into the fires of forever we will fly through the Heavens
With the power of the universe we stand strong together
Through the forcing of power it will soon reach the hour
For victory we ride, fury of the storm

Into the fires of forever we will fly through the Heavens
With the power of the universe we stand strong together
Into the fires of forever we will fly through the Heavens
With the power of the universe we stand strong together
Through the forcing of power it will soon reach the hour
For victory we ride, fury of the storm
For victory we ride, fury of the storm

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Fury 'N' I - Lyrics - Boy Hits Car

Title: Fury 'N' I
Artist: Boy Hits Car
Composer(s): Michael C Ferrari, Louis A Lenard, Scott D Menville, Craig R Rondell

Lyric:
Captured in the way you walk
Are you sure it's something I can't hear?
So far away, this is nothing I can deal with
My self is tortured under the weight of my own resistance

If I keep trying, is there a point I can break?
Everybody breaks eventually
This is just to say that I try
And I'll die and rise again, that's my fury

The fire burned the winter
The winter chilled the fire
After all was said and done
There was nothing in either one

The fire burned the winter
The winter killed the fire
And when all was said and done
There was nothing in either one

Get off of me
The fury 'N' I
Get off of me
The fury 'N' I

Resistance

The sun had shined so beautifully
She seemed to beam too willfully
After all was said and done
I can still feel her fury

The sun had died so beautifully
She seemed to beam too willfully
And when all was said and done
I can still feel the fury of

Her patience she sits in a listless sky
Feeling the mood, I have never felt so alone
I have never felt so fulfilled, in my life
Patience, as I sit beside myself feeling obscure
I have never felt so fulfilled but I feel the fury of patience

And now there's fury 'N' I
Fury 'N' I, fury 'N' I
Fury in a listless sky

The fire burned the winter
The winter chilled the fire
After all was said and done
There was nothing in either one

The sun had shined so beautifully
She seemed to beam too willfully
And when all was said and done
I could still feel, the fury of her patience

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Hip Hop Fury - Lyrics - The Genius Gza

Title: Hip Hop Fury
Artist: The Genius Gza
Composer(s): Gary Grice, Ch'Ron Smith, Sulayman Ansari, Jason Dockery, Tim Drayton, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear to ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

Here's something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied
Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide
Leave 'em paralyzed, they stolen every word I provide
Without no clearance, I nurture this track like Amish parents

Got requests from retail stores, for my appearance
First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit
The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers starting shit
Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record ships

Fuck them niggaz you record with, I make them forfeit
Send a bomb rap in Fed Ex into ya office, son we build and deliver
Came to build with the Gza
[Incomprehensible] the chorus from the Rza, the real album spitta

Me and my street team be holding congress meetings
Audio visual video treatments internationally speaking
Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you
It's the coming of the newest hip hop Christ

Pop you, try the BDS and ya sound skins from war fans
Ya whole roster cant take on, one Sun of Man
Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya posters up
Boost ya bucket up, still Razah gonna fuck it up

You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear to ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in
Throw 'em on a auction block, CEO's bidding
Highest price paid, for them wack rhymes made
It's over rated, cut off, never reinstated

I be fruitful and multiply with marvelous tales
Feed the hungry MCs and be starving as hell
I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst
Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst

Full tank, with the premium quality raps
Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap
Ya Cottonelle kids from Scottsdale cleanex
Looking like Rockwell wearing V necks

Ya learn from this earn from this
Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this, burned for this
Extort from a thousands degrees of live MCs
I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas

The microphonus, collect the bonus, aiyo, we on this
House niggaz verse the homeless
Ten to one, Tim's the one
Royal famous, the verbal painless

The dark gallery, million dollar pictures
Import from poor to riches, leanin' on doors
We move across the Brooklyn bridge doing 60
Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn
The Gza, Genius, Wu tang we live long

True indeed, I hook tracks like my seed
Persona, wack MCs do me notta
King Solomon the great, came to evaporate the fake
Yeah you, you know your power U

Ya recognize the voice, it's that nigga from the Wu
Every dart I spit gets mastered and promoted
Ya just been demoted, 'cause ya sweet and sugar coated
Ya folded, ya style is half stale and molded, so mold it

You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear to ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

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Pure Rock Fury - Lyrics - Pure Rock Fury - Clutch

Title: Pure Rock Fury
Album: Pure Rock Fury
Artist: Clutch
Composer(s): Neil Fallon, Jean-Paul Gaster, Dan Maines, Tim Sult

Lyric:
I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
Gimme no lip and I'll tell you no lies
Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm

Hey fella, hands down the illest ventriloquist
This side of the Mississippi River, ha
That's right operator, smoother than faders
On an automated soundboard

Andretti's never raced me, but if he wants to
Oh, I'm ready, ready
The coordination of the eye and hand, it's not my strong point
But I'll make do with what I have

Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
And I'm calling all humans and able volunteers

I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
I've seen the boxes with peliculas
One time stands out in particular, uh huh

I saw you dance in the arena hall in make-up
Dressed up like a ballerina
I got to wonder what's got into you
Or just what you got into, got into, got into, ha ha

Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
And I'm calling all humans and able volunteers
Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
And I'm calling all humans and able volunteers

I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
Gimme no lip and I'll tell you no lies
Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm

Hotter than Abba in Nevada sun
In a real small car with the windows rolled up, oh
No super trooper 'cause you pooped your pants
And you're screamin' ah please, just give me one more chance

Not one to shrink from helping humankind
Brother one other thing that you might keep in mind
The coordination of the eye and hand, it's not my strong point
But I make do with what I have

Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
And I'm calling all humans and able volunteers
Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
And I'm calling all humans and able volunteers

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Hip Hop Fury - Lyrics - Genius

Title: Hip Hop Fury
Artist: Genius
Composer(s): Gary Grice, Ch'Ron Smith, Sulayman Ansari, Jason Dockery, Tim Drayton, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
You crunchy chump crabs, get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

Here's something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied
Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide
Leave em paralyzed, they stolen every word I provide
Without no clearance, I nurture this track like Amish parents

Got requests from retail stores, for my appearance
First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit
The hungry shark, contra hit, whoever's starting shit
Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record ships

Fuck them niggaz you record with, I make them forefeit
Send a bomb rap fed ex into ya office
Son we built and deliver, came to build with the Gza
Check the chorus from the Rza, the real album spitta

Me and my street team be holding congress meetings
Audio visual, video treatments internationally speaking
Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you
It's the coming of the newest hip hop Christ

Pop you, try the BDS and sound skins from war fans
Ya whole roster can't take on, one sun of man
Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya posters up
Boost ya bucket up, still Razah gonna fuck it up

You crunchy chump crabs, get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in
Throw 'em on a auction block, CEO's bidding
Highest price paid, for those wack rhymes made
It's over rated, cut off, never reinstated

I be fruitful, and multiply with marvelous tales
Feed the hungry MCs and be starving as hell
I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst
Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst

Full tank, with the premium quality raps
Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap
Ya cottonelle kids from Scottsdale cleanex
Looking like Rockwell wearing V necks

Ya learn from this earn from this
Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this, burned for this
Extort from a thousands degrees of live MCs
I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas

The microphones, collect the bonus, aiyo we on this
House niggaz verse the homeless
Ten to one, Tim's the one, royal famous,the verbal painless
The dark gallery, million dollar pictures

Import from poor to riches, leanin' on doors
We move across the Broklynn bridge doing 60
Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn
The Gza-Genius, Wu-tang we live long

True indeed, I hook tracks like my seed
Persona, wack MCs do me notta
King Solomon the great, came to evaporate the fake
Yeah you, you know your power you

Ya recognize the voice, it's that nigga from the Wu
Every dart I spit gets mastered and promoted
Ya just been demoted, 'cause ya sweet and sugar coated
Ya folded, ya style is half stale and half molded, so mold it

You crunchy chump crabs, get crumbled up like crack rock
Fuck wit the Wu, we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop

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Monday, August 23, 2010

6 Feet Deep - Lyrics - Gravediggaz

Title: 6 Feet Deep
Artist: Gravediggaz
Composer(s): Arnold Hamilton, Anthony Berkeley, Robert Diggs, Paul Huston

Lyric:
G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

I floss my teeth on the Gospel tracks
I'm not an Apostle, but I bring the axe to ya back
I chew and attack like Crest on plaque
After that, your world is flack, you drop into a hole

Your mold separates from your soul
Behold, the Gravediggaz told you 'Beware'
But you didn't listen
So now we appear an' eardrums glisten, ha ha

G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

When I wreck I commence to ditect
Ready to disect so come step alive and die
Next murder is mayhem, diggin' graves is irregular
Treach-orous mangler, The Boston Strangler

Heated and trapped in a fury of hate
Daredevil, the rhyme rebel, my heart terminates
Subduin' and pulverizin' ya head
Ya bled, fell dead, and your tombstone read

Rza-to-the-recta, Grym-to-the-reap
Unda-to-the-taker, Gate-to-the-keep
Creepin' thru tha ghettos and the slums and streets
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet

Darkness shall fall upon y'all who slept on the styles
That crept thru tha door
The grave behave we come to save
So don't be afraid of the dark

We spark like light ignite
Excite, excite is right, is right
Come follow the life and see what I see and be what I be
Tha G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V

G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

In the mind I come with the sparks from the attic
Yet psychopathic brain tracks is tragic
Twist lifting mist like riff of a Taurus
Deep in tha forest, I slay for tha porridge

Yet is gold, ya die slow like a tortoise
Deep in my chorus, ya result Diggamortis
Let me see I'm castin' disease
Contrary, yet some fairy 'cause ya bleed

G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

Demonic, ya sonic is bangin' like chronic
And niggas be Audi faster than Sonic
Blubonic, plutonic ya best look up on it
Beast bein' programmed ASR Ensoniq

Styles compiled for miles and childs
Bodies and owls and upside-down smiles
Reflect, catch wreck from the sun-moon sect
Paradex sheds light then thought reflects

G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V
E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G
G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z
Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep

I came on the scene in a wheel that Ezekiel seen
To exploit your flaws like Philistines
Look in the sky, oh my, it is I
No alibi, so don't even try to feed me swine

And Grimreaper's mind is so refined
I'm deep, I'm deep, I'm deep
As a hill or a cliff or a steep
Incline at the bottom of an ocean reef

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Dro In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix) - Lyrics - Trick Daddy

Title: Dro In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix)
Artist: Trick Daddy
Composer(s): Vaughan Carrington Mason, Thomas Calloway, Andre Patton, Gregory Bufford, Corey Evans, Phalon Alexander, Maurice Young, Jerome Andrew Bell

Lyric:
Ha, ha, ha
That's just the sound of the Hen', true story Buddy Roe
They say tell the truth, Shane and them
(Uh, uh)
Thank God for the thugs too

Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the wind

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geeky ass nigga
Collard green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

Growed up eatin' Spam sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich
Share the room with bout four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and watt's no mo' covers

A little bad motherfucker always rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me
If you growed up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick love the kids
(Ooh)
Trick love the kids

Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the wind

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that bitch
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' this shit
(Lovin' this shit)
And wait a minute, I'll act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

That's right I'm a rude ass nigga
Quick to do you, cut a fool ass nigga
Weighin' in at bout a buck six, five
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live
(That's right)
You know legs, wings and short thighs
(Short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides

Hot whore work her con con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the loaded four, four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya line

With a sick SWAT, when shits hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya fuck with it not
Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my face
Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole place

Recognize, this is the verbalize
Surprise, fuckin' with me wrong way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, golds
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga know

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose
Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my jewelry froze
You know how it goes, these young niggaz don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' gat, to silence the chit-chat, blast
So pass, outlast, 'bout cash

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean but you ain't no killa
(Ooh, Trick love the kids)

Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the wind

Look at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke
Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the block

Is it the cheeferry reefer beat blowin' my chest up?
Beat right from the club try my best not to mess up
A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll take the purist
Strain of this slang and inject it into your veins

Did your heart stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear front face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the race

To the finish line, I jump the pair of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow white but no socks
Then I slipped on some of that O with the wind
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a three piece
Of galactic, before you slack it

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya gotta understand Trick love the kids)
(Trick love the kids)

Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the wind

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Monday, August 2, 2010

- Rakim

Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier

Lyric:
I'm rated "R", this is a warning, you better void
Poets are paranoid, DJ's destroyed
'Cuz I came back to attack others in spite
Strike like lightnin', it's quite frightenin'

But don't be afraid in the dark, in a park
Not a scream or a cry, or a bark, more like a spark
You tremble like a alcoholic, muscles tighten up
What's that, lighten up, you see a sight but

Suddenly you feel like your in a horror flick
You grab your heart then wish for tomorrow quick
Music's the clue, when I come your warned
Apocalypse now, when I'm done, you're gone

Haven't you ever heard of a MC-murderer?
This is the death penalty and I'm servin' a
Death wish, so come on step to this
Hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist

Friday the thirteenth, walking down Elm Street
You come in my realm you get beat
This is off limits, so your visions are blurry
All you see is the meters at a volume pumping 'Lyrics of Fury'

It's a fearified freestyle

Terror in the styles, never error-files
Indeed I'm known, your exiled
For those that oppose to be level or next to this
I ain't a devil and this ain't the Exorcist

Worse than a nightmare, you don't have to sleep a wink
The pain's a migraine every time you think
Flashbacks interfere, you start to hear
The R A K I M in your ear

Then the beat is hysterical
That makes Eric go get a axe and chops the wack
Soon the lyrical format is superior faces of death remain
MC's decaying 'cuz they never stayed

The scene of a crime every night at the show
The fiend of a rhyme on the mic that you know
It's only one capable, breaks, the unbreakable
Melodies unmakable, pattern, unecscapable

A horn if want the style I posses
I bless the child, the earth, the Gods and bomb the rest
For those that envy a MC it can be hazardous to your health
So be friendly, a matter of life and death, just like a ethch-a-sketch

Shake till your clear, make it disappear, make the next
After the ceremony, let the rhyme rest in peace if not, my soul'll release
The scene is recreated, reincarnated, updated, I'm glad you made it
'Cuz your about to see a disastrous sight a performance never again
Performed on a mic, 'Lyrics of Fury'

A fearified freestyle

The "R" is in the house too much tension
Make sure the system's loud when I mention
Phrases that's fearsome you want to hear some sounds
That not only pounds but please your eardrums

I sit back and observe the whole scenery
Then nonchalantly tell you what it mean to me
Strictly business I'm quickly in this mood
And I don't care if the whole crowd's a witness

I'm a tear you apart but I'm a spare you a heart
Program into the speed of the rhyme, prepare to start
Rhythm's out of the radius, insane as the craziest
Musical madness MC ever made, see it's

Now an emergency, open-heart surgery
Open your mind, you will find every word'll be
Furier than ever, I remain the future
Battle's tempting whatever suits you

For words the sentence, there's no resemblance
You think you're ruffer, then suffer the consequences
I'm never dying terrifying results
I wake you with hundreds of thousands of volts

Mic-to-mouth resuscitation, rhythm with radiation
Novicane ease the pain it might save him
If not, Eric B's the judge, the crowd's the jury
How do I plead to homicide? 'Lyrics of Fury'

They're getting furier, a fearified freestyle

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Follow The Leader - Lyrics - Rakim

Title: Follow The Leader
Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin, Bob James

Lyric:
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for M.C.'s motivates the breaks

I'm everlastin', I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as X-rays
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard, flip it
Now, it's a daily word

I can get iller than 'nam, a killin' bomb
But no alarm, Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super, superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend

This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin' and swallowin'
Takin' the makin', bitin' it and borrowin'

Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat, you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin'
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen

So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay

Astray into the milky way, world's outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now, stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took

So keep starin' soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin' and if ya borrowin'
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal, I'm the journalist
Am I eternal? Or an eternalist?

I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin' 'coz the crowd said so
Dance, cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call the ambulance

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' M.C's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
(Follow the leader)
Yeah, dope

'Coz everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
I came to overcome before I'm gone
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born

Then after that I'll live forever, you disagree?
You say never? Then follow me
From century to century you'll remember me
In history, not a mystery or a memory

God by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave, but remember
You're not a slave

'Coz we was put here to be much more than that
But we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains
Remake the brains, reveal my name

I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched
Here's a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep following the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade

I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail

I'm Rakim, the fiend of a microphone
I'm not him, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt, 'coz I'm about to flow

No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm rollin'
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen

Stop buggin', a brother said, "Dig 'em, I never dug 'em"
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone

There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex

I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin' but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant, clap ya hands, you won a trip

The price is right, don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask

Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E.Wrecks
Until then keep eatin' and swallowin'
You better take a deep breath and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Follow The Leader - Lyrics - Follow The Leader - Eric B. &Amp; Rakim

Title: Follow The Leader
Album: Follow The Leader
Artist: Eric B. &Amp; Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin, Bob James

Lyric:
Rakim'll say
Rakim'll say
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!
Rakim'll say

Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for MC's motivates the breaks
I'm everlastin', I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as X rays
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard, flip it
Now it's a daily word
I can get iller than 'Nam a killin' bomb
But no alarm Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme

But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin' and swallowin'
Takin' the making, bitin' it and borrowin'
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat, you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin'
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the Universe

What could ya say as the Earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the Milky Way, world's outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took
So keep starin' soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin' and if ya borrowin'
Hurry, hurry, step right up and keep followin'
The Leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Keep Followin'

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist
Am I Eternal? Or an eternalist?
I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin' 'cause the crowd said so
Dance, cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call the ambulance
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' MC's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
(Follow the leader)
Yeah, dope

'Cause everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
I came to overcome before I'm gone
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born
Then after that I'll live forever, you disagree?
You say never? Then follow me!
From century to century you'll remember me
In history, not a mystery or a memory
God by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave, but remember

You're not a slave
'Cause we was put here to be much more than that
But we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains
Remake the brains, reveal my name
I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched
Here's a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
Hurry, hurry, step right up and keep following
The leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade
I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail
I'm Rakim the Fiend of a Microphone
I'm not HIM, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt 'cause I'm about to flow

No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed!
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm rollin'
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen
Stop buggin', a brother said, dig 'em, I never dug 'em
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone
There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex

I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin' but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant, clap ya hands, you won a trip!
The price is right, don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the Leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask
Rap is Rhythm And Poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E. wrecks
Until then keep eatin' and swallowin'
You better take a deep breath and keep followin'
The leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Keep followin'

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
The "R!"

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Peace"

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Follow the leader

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Follow the leader!

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

A Fury Divine - Lyrics - The Crusher - Amon Amarth

Title: A Fury Divine
Album: The Crusher
Artist: Amon Amarth
Composer(s): Andersson Fredrick Johan Hans Hegg, Lundstrom Ted Olavi Petteri Mikkonen, Soderberg Joha

Lyric:
Death is drawing near
I know it's true but have no fear
I know I cannot escape my fate

Turns it's deadly wheel
Judgment day is closing in but still I can't feel
Remorse is for the weak
I stand silent while they speak, their accusations are all

Lies spread by preaching men
I'm on trial for being who I am
And praising the Gods of my native land

I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel
The fury in me is divine
My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed
But I'm not afraid to die

I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel
The fury in me is divine
My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed
But I'm not afraid to die

Death, the day to die is here
The sun rides high on the northern sphere
And the executioner sharpens his axe

Shines in the sun
I smile when they tie me down
And hear the sound of the falling blade

Death, sweet death
Relieve me from this world
Death, sweet death
Relieve me, relieve

So death finally came to him
The pagan man could not be turned
He faced death with a grin
Now his head rests in the dust

The proud man stood firm, he refused to kneel
The fury in him was divine
Now he is dead, his fate has been sealed
He's brought to golden hall up high

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Fate - Lyrics - New Model Army

Title: Fate
Artist: New Model Army
Composer(s): Justin Sullivan

Lyric:
I put my hands into the roaring flames
I felt the pain as it started to burn
I've done the same thing over again and again
As if I never ever wanted to learn

Moving through the world at obsession speed
Leave a dust trail crossing the land
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on, get me if you can

I'm a master at the art of how to kill
I've killed the things that I love the best
There's blood on the walls of my home
Patterned with the coward's kiss

And love it is the key that unlocks the door
But you never know what's waiting behind
Crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come and get me if you can

I'm screaming in the wind, screaming in the rain
Screaming in the face of the storm
Howling out in the roaring surf
With the waves crashing down into foam

To feel something without a weakness
And she batters me down into the sand
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get me if you can

Now I understand what they told me years ago
How the stakes get higher and higher
The further that you go

Now it's a bad time to look for forgiveness
It's a bad time for searching for home
The wall came down in a thousand pieces
Now everybody's building their own

Disillusioned little children of the western world
Time hangs heavy in our hands
We cry out in our fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can

I know we're crying out in our pride to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can
I'm crying out to the gods who couldn't care less
Come and get me if you can

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Not All Right - Lyrics - Germs

Title: Not All Right
Artist: Germs
Composer(s): George Ruthenberg, Darby Crash

Lyric:
Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb

Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight

Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working

Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb

Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight

Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working

Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb

Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight

Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working

Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid

No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Save The Country - Lyrics - Laura Nyro

Title: Save The Country
Artist: Laura Nyro
Composer(s): Laura Nyro

Lyric:
Come on, people! Come on, children!
Come on down to the glory river
Gonna wash you up, and wash you down
Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay that devil down

Come on, people! Come on, children!
There's a king at the glory river
And the precious king, he loved the people to sing
Babes in the blinkin' sun sang, "We shall overcome"

And I got fury in my soul
Fury's gonna take me to the glory goal
In my mind I can't study war no more
Save the people! Save the children! Save the country now!

Come on, people! Come on, children!
Come on down to the glory river
Gonna wash you up and wash you down
Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay that devil down

Come on people! Sons and mothers!
Keep the dream of the two young brothers
Gonna take that dream and ride that dove
We can build the dream with love, I know
We could build the dream with love

We could build the dream with love, I know
We could build the dream with love

And I got fury in my soul
Fury's gonna take me to the glory goal
In my mind I can't study war no more
Save the people! Save the children! Save the country!

Save the country! Save the country! Save the country!

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Lightning Strikes - Lyrics - Cypress Hill IV - Cypress Hill

Title: Lightning Strikes
Album: Cypress Hill IV
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes

Lyric:
Attention all personnel
The time has come
Attention all personnel
Attention all personnel

The world's famous
The world's famous
Cypress, Cypress Hill
The world's famous

Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
It's Cy-Cypress Hill
The world's famous
Cypress Hill

It's Cy-Cypress Hill
The world's famous
Attention all personnel
Attention all personnel

The Soul Assassin button has now been activated
The time has come
Attention all personnel
Cypress, Cy-Cy-Cypress Hill, Cy-Cy-Cypress Hill
Oh what? Oh what?

Attention all personnel
Cypress Hill
Oh what?
Cypress Hill
The time has come

Ain't taking, nobody back with me
It's on till the end with anybody who want to hit me
Ain't looking back, putting it all on the line
Don't give a fuck, bring the rock one time
And I think we should all get down and busy
Say the four word and you spinning 'til you're dizzy

Niggas say who is he, but I'm the fore fact
Same fool that's watching, is the one who stabs your back
So, make a plot, but yo non-stop
Knowing exactly who comes on the block
Take no prisoners, put that in effect
Get the name for your set and tat it on your neck

Let these motherfuckers know who got next
Southside represent, are you catching wreck
And show your respect, when you step up to me son
Don't imitate, 'cuz my style, ain't in season
Go back to the lab, upgrade the chump
Get a new funk gun before you get dum dum

Meltdown, taking you home, the unknown
Countdown, hitting the ground, the seed's grown
Downtown, deep in the alley, the dark night
Gets lit up, when lightning strikes
Get up!

Meltdown, taking you home, the unknown
Countdown, hitting the ground, the seed's grown
Downtown, deep in the alley, the dark night
Gets lit up, when lightning strikes
Get up!

Take a bath
When lightning strikes, city lights are gleamin'
No sunshine, no California dreamin'
The Demon is roamin' on the loose, you got juice
Up for abuse, when electric currents are induced
So suck along, rock on, the brain waves

What you clocking, I'd be dropping the bomb, you get maimed
The games you play, look up and say you want to change
And rearrange, the strange, you never go the way
Don't look back, forget that, you need that
Just sit back, look at the show, and see that

Display the raw power, black out
Even the score, open the door, and break out
Leave it alone, the unknown fury, blind rage
Move aside, get wise and make the front page
Center stage, you at the top to lead with

Go suffer the pain, leave it alone, or be fixed
The heart beat, pumping your blood, high pressure
Look at you stuck in the mud, bring in the stretcher
Strapped down, ready to roll, the God knows
Tears coming down, the bucking, so pretty slow

Meltdown, taking you home, the unknown
Countdown, hitting the ground, the seed's grown
Downtown, hitting the alley, the dark night
Gets lit up, when lightning strikes
Get up!

Meltdown, taking you home, the unknown
Countdown, hitting the ground, the seed's grown
Downtown, hitting the alley, the dark night
Gets lit up, when lightning strikes
Get up!

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Wishful Thinking - Lyrics - Big Punisher

Title: Wishful Thinking
Artist: Big Punisher
Composer(s): Louis Freese, N Wilson, Christopher Rios, Joseph Cartagena, Richard Lemay

Lyric:
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars

Thinkin' of takin' a plane to take a flight out to the red light
And smuggle 10 pounds of weed, make it home tonight
Be the number 1 smuggler in the area
Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier

Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated
State to state and over seas gettin' faded
Buddah king had seen the green proton
I'm bringing it on right back home to Don

Many different strains of erb in my brain
I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane
Skunk and the one chocolate ty bud
Niggaz, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts

And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops
Like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board
Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?

What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
Joey crack twist the caps, enemies I devour

Yo, it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's
Lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face
With avenganceshaving blocks on in the lava parts dome
My mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme

Dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep
But Moma single be mastera heater on city streets
In the East I be known as Don Cartegena
Claimin' the [unverified] like [unverified]

Lacin' the China wit Menida to seller need repeater
Or be a leader like a preacher or presume a steeper
Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don
Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons

Come on, I be the top extortionist adopt
Adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof
All my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth

What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you
First, ya get the money, then you get the power
G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour

No doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories
Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory
With pharmaceutical lavatories, major to chemistry
PHD in streetology, degree in drug industry

Combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter
Rest it through molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind bitin' an arm starts a crime
G equals and MC dat ain't near the square, son, I gets mine

But, yo, the kill, the fill with force fields and shields
And holy steel, a nigga keep it real
You know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab
I got's to have, stack all the cabbage
From constructin' a drug traffic

Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in
Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien
This flame of fury to the D-A and the jury
100 grand the judges hammer slams, I'm a free man

What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you
First, ya get the money, then you get the power
Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars

Yo, I'm walkin' waters, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs
Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards
Be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the Bible

I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltratin' clown
'M out the pitfalls of life entice with nickel plated nine
It seems, every time I'm dream, I'm in a nightmare of fiend
Livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare
(Hell, yeah)

I wish I could, I wish I could never forget this
Whole damn world ain't shit, I'm just a hood, yo
I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain
And physical abuse, give her back her best years

Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement
Spark the scent and cloud the sky till my heart's content
Repent and vow she be forgiven
How could we be proud to live in a world
Which condemns man, child to women, child to women

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Do This My Way - Lyrics - NIA - Blackalicious

Title: Do This My Way
Album: NIA
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Timothy Jerome Parker, Tom William Shimura

Lyric:
I be the first ever Asian astronaut, blastin' off, castin' off
The ties that bind like a smashed guitar
Rode a mastodon out Jurassic Park
Chased by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask, travel the traffic cop
Past the spot where the ostrich got across for the ocelot
What I couldn't of bought
'Cos they wouldn't a popped y'all just for me to cop it one

So I had to be up, I'm going gradually up
Into the galaxy bus until I can't feel my lungs
I pass the family up, I see an enemy's bus
Saw the anatomy up, I catch the ballerinas

Now I was walkin' down this one block, didn't hear a gun shot
Smellin' hell or nature, pickin' fruit off of a kumquat
Tree another day up in this life under the sunspot
Light upon my inner vision searchin' for an answer
Heriditary, man-in-glory, days of the missile fury inventory took

And while I raise
Rain began to fall from the verbal dance I did amaze all the natives
And the ladies said, "You're crazy, would you love to have my baby?"
And I plays with the chief of the Mahicans and the Sheikh
And traveled everywhere from Delaware way up to Mozambique
Was givin' praise with the deacon at the steeple
Spirit-seekin' on the weekend with a tea can and a pair of old shades

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing
When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks
I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing
Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims to be

The venomist, instrumentalist, syllabal-mystic man traveler
Skippin' through the brakes on a Wednesday into a city plaza
Tryin' to make it 20 out of 15 pennies on the after
The cold-hearted world creepin' on my destiny like salamanders
Enchanters 'cos I run their goose and I be the gander
Cleanin' out the digestive tract of hip-hop like cranberries

Shinin' like amber, all of the children told me, "Damn you're an
Answer to our ears and deadly threat that's posed by cancer"
On prancer, on comet, on cupid, I'm Santa
Got more flow than Flo Jo, while I laugh ho ho ho, got jo jo dancer
Punchlines, I'm a crunch time Casper, and a one-time champion for it
A hundred lifetimes in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation transform
What the heck I'll come back for it
Gotta handle chores now, and discuss all of that with God afterwards

We goin' bobsled off the Himalayas with the bottle of bobs
[Incomprehensible]
In a big ol' box full of the latest compilations
And then we won't stop til we hit the Appalachians
To the Bullets Bargain Basement then 'cross the Baltic ocean basin
Then ride 'cross that Oakland night bridge
A drop deposit in the drop embankment
Makin' cakes that taste like Tecrine

Bakin' ex-potatoes, raisins, plantains, M and M's, peanuts, grape juice
I'm savin' my pay checks to get my plane fixed why's that
We goin' fly all night, stop the propellers and
Jump out of the side with umbrellas and
Let's make them all night the caterpillars that
Take us to the top the Himalayas

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing
When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks
I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing
Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims

A lot of people follow Saba fellow and tolerate indeed
About to lead 'em all to battle upon the bottom of the beat
And plant a seed of thought that sproutin'
Like a balance like a teeter-totter
Seen a lot of freedom down the feat amount to beat the drama

He began to dis until the nurse, the passengers had grabbed his shirts
And nothin' happened assured the captain and the person
But the pressure had expanded, and inertia burst, the cabin burst
And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks, they flew out

Fleets a lots of man, climb upon the wall like Peter Parker
Meeter of the creed of darker regions, darker seasons
These are not the reasons for the grief and now proceed to outer-reaches
How to keep styles from seepin' outta me

They flew out the fuselage had blew in time
It stupid to have the attitude
When you would dive into the ground
Now if you'd have thought of suicide
If you would try but you would tie
A parachute onto a slide
And took a dive, now who's alive?

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing
When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks
I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing
Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we end

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