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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Voices From The War - Lyrics - Motorhead

Title: Voices From The War
Artist: Motorhead
Composer(s): Ian Kilmister, Philip Campbell, Michael Delaoglou

Lyric:
Where do all the dead men go
From the battlefields?
Where are their exploded bones
Their useless swords and shields?

In the hall of ancient gods
Are they now at piece
Or are they fighting evermore
To earn their last release?

Midgard, Heaven, kingdom come
Are they all the same
Fallen heroes warriors
The valiant the slain
Did they believe or did they die in vain?

Immortal dead, fathers and sons
When all is said and all is done
Running for your life, dying for the cause
Pawns in the game, voices from the war

The men they march away to fight
Their fate is never clean
They never all come home again
To tell of what they've seen

In the battles bloody fury
Is the verdict just?
Executioner, judge and jury
Forgotten in the dust

Valhalla happy hunting ground
Are they all the same
Fallen heroes, warriors the valiant the slain
Did they believe or did they die ashamed?

Immortal dead, brothers and sons
All is said, all is done
Fighting to the death
What did they do it for?
Soldiers of the cross
Voices from the war

The battlefields are silent now
The graves all look the same
The crosses without number
And so many without names

In the battles misery
Drowned in blood and fear
A hundred hundred thousand
For a hundred thousand years

Are they in a better place
Or do they lie unclaimed
The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed
Did they know or did they die insane?

Mourn for the lost
Stolen from their lives
Gone before their time
No chance to say goodbye

Fighting to the death
How could they be so sure?
Voices from the grave
Voices from the war

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Voices From The War - Lyrics - Hammered - MotÖRhead

Title: Voices From The War
Album: Hammered
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Ian Kilmister, Philip Campbell, Michael Delaoglou

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Lyric:
Where do all the dead men go
From the battlefields?
Where are their exploded bones
Their useless swords and shields?

In the hall of ancient gods
Are they now at piece
Or are they fighting evermore
To earn their last release?

Midgard, Heaven, kingdom come
Are they all the same
Fallen heroes warriors
The valiant the slain
Did they believe or did they die in vain?

Immortal dead, fathers and sons
When all is said and all is done
Running for your life, dying for the cause
Pawns in the game, voices from the war

The men they march away to fight
Their fate is never clean
They never all come home again
To tell of what they've seen

In the battles bloody fury
Is the verdict just?
Executioner, judge and jury
Forgotten in the dust

Valhalla happy hunting ground
Are they all the same
Fallen heroes, warriors the valiant the slain
Did they believe or did they die ashamed?

Immortal dead, brothers and sons
All is said, all is done
Fighting to the death
What did they do it for?
Soldiers of the cross
Voices from the war

The battlefields are silent now
The graves all look the same
The crosses without number
And so many without names

In the battles misery
Drowned in blood and fear
A hundred hundred thousand
For a hundred thousand years

Are they in a better place
Or do they lie unclaimed
The heroes, the deserters, the cowardly, the shamed
Did they know or did they die insane?

Mourn for the lost
Stolen from their lives
Gone before their time
No chance to say goodbye

Fighting to the death
How could they be so sure?
Voices from the grave
Voices from the war

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Monday, August 16, 2010

The Warriors Prayer - Lyrics - Hell On Stage (Live) - Manowar

Title: The Warriors Prayer
Album: Hell On Stage (Live)
Artist: Manowar
Composer(s): Joey Demaio

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Lyric:
Grand father, tell me a story!
All right, go and get your storybook
No, no, not one of those, a real story
A real story?
Yes! Tell me about when you were a boy
Well, then, I shall have to take you back with me
A long way in time

It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's day
As I walked through the enchanted forest
I heard the sounds of horses and men at arms
I felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds
And when the forest did clear I was standing on a hill
Before me there was a great plane
Atoned the armies of the world,standing, waiting
I thought to myself, for whom or for what are they waiting?

Suddenly a gust of wind come up from the north
There appeared a lone rider, holding a sword of steel
Then from the south came another, bearing a battle axe
From the east came a third, holding a spiked club
And finally, from the west a rider
Who wielded a great hammer of war, with them came their
Soldiers of death, followed by an army of immortals
They were few in number

But the look in their eyes told all who beheld them
That they would leave this day only in victory or death
And there was a great silence
My heart began to pound, storm clouds filled the sky with darkness
Rain came and four winds blew with such anger
That I held fast to a tree
I watched the four riders raise their weapons into the air
Without warning, screaming their war cry they led the attack

Down to the battle they rode
They met the armies of the world with a mighty clash
I could feel the groundshake, the earth drank much blood that day
Each of the four, was into himself a whirlwind of doom
When the smoke did clear, many thousands were dead
There was much blood and gore
Their bodies lay broken and scattered across the battle field
Like brown leaves blown by the wind

And I saw the four ride together to the top of the hill
While below them the soldiers of death assembled
All those who would now swear allegiance to them
And the four spoke the words of the warriors prayer
Gods of war I call you, my sword is by my side
I seek a life of honor free from all false pride
I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail
Cover me with death if I should ever fail
Glory, majesty, unity, hail, hail,hail

And as I stood and looked on, I heard the armies of the world
Hail them without end, and their voices of victory
Carried long and far throughout the land

Well, That's it, did you like the story?
Yeah, it was great!
Oh, good, I'm glad, now off to bed with you
Grandfather?
Yes?
Who were those four men?
Who were they? They were the Metal Kings

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Warrior Prayer - Lyrics - Kings Of Metal - Manowar

Title: Warrior Prayer
Album: Kings Of Metal
Artist: Manowar
Composer(s): Joey Demaio

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Lyric:
Grand father, tell me a story!
All right, go and get your storybook
No, no, not one of those, a real story
A real story?
Yes! Tell me about when you were a boy
Well, then, I shall have to take you back with me
A long way in time

It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's day
As I walked through the enchanted forest
I heard the sounds of horses and men at arms
I felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds
And when the forest did clear I was standing on a hill
Before me there was a great plane
Atoned the armies of the world,standing, waiting
I thought to myself, for whom or for what are they waiting?

Suddenly a gust of wind come up from the north
There appeared a lone rider, holding a sword of steel
Then from the south came another, bearing a battle axe
From the east came a third, holding a spiked club
And finally, from the west a rider
Who wielded a great hammer of war, with them came their
Soldiers of death, followed by an army of immortals
They were few in number

But the look in their eyes told all who beheld them
That they would leave this day only in victory or death
And there was a great silence
My heart began to pound, storm clouds filled the sky with darkness
Rain came and four winds blew with such anger
That I held fast to a tree
I watched the four riders raise their weapons into the air
Without warning, screaming their war cry they led the attack

Down to the battle they rode
They met the armies of the world with a mighty clash
I could feel the groundshake, the earth drank much blood that day
Each of the four, was into himself a whirlwind of doom
When the smoke did clear, many thousands were dead
There was much blood and gore
Their bodies lay broken and scattered across the battle field
Like brown leaves blown by the wind

And I saw the four ride together to the top of the hill
While below them the soldiers of death assembled
All those who would now swear allegiance to them
And the four spoke the words of the warriors prayer
Gods of war I call you, my sword is by my side
I seek a life of honor free from all false pride
I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail
Cover me with death if I should ever fail
Glory, majesty, unity, hail, hail,hail

And as I stood and looked on, I heard the armies of the world
Hail them without end, and their voices of victory
Carried long and far throughout the land

Well, That's it, did you like the story?
Yeah, it was great!
Oh, good, I'm glad, now off to bed with you
Grandfather?
Yes?
Who were those four men?
Who were they? They were the Metal Kings

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Cities And Years - Lyrics - The Big Dirty - Every Time I Die

Title: Cities And Years
Album: The Big Dirty
Artist: Every Time I Die
Composer(s): Jordan Buckley, Keith Buckley, Michael Novak, Andy Williams

Lyric:
Play with the bow at the bridge
Tune your voices to minor chords
This is the lowest we've ever been
Until we bend for the offering

We're giving a knee jerk response to the awe

We come strapped to the bed
On display from the duty of tour
Oh they picked up the signals
We tapped to the prisoners

Our sea legs were lost on the march
From the graves to the cross
We brandish the plague of the middleman's heart
Sing the rats through the gate

I was still in one piece
When they tied me to the back of the car
But I met the road and I've slept
With thousands of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are milled to the sole
And our souls are skin and bones
If I'm but a stranger still
Just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world
We're going back and forth
And back and forth
Grinding our bodies into dust

We'll never make it home alive
We'll never make it home alive
We'll never make it home alive
Play with the bow at the bridge

All the girls by the enemy line
All the girls by the enemy line

Woe, such remarkable woe
Hold sight of him
Hold sight of him
Point him out

I was still in one piece
When they tied me to the back of the car
But I met the road and I've slept
With thousands of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are milled to the sole
And our souls are skin and bone
If I'm but a stranger still
Just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world
We're going back and forth
And back and forth
Grinding our bodies into dust

War come with us home
War come with us home
War come with us home
War come with us home

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Power To The Peaceful - Lyrics - The Terror State - Anti Flag

Title: Power To The Peaceful
Album: The Terror State
Artist: Anti Flag
Composer(s): Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Patrick Christ Bollinger, Pat Thetic, Christopher Lee Barker

Lyric:
Sons and daughters of a dream
The urge to struggle for an ideal
To stay and fight, oppose war fever
Refuse to kill or be killed
There's voice's calling in the wind

Power to the peaceful
Power to the peaceful, oh
Let's go, oh yeah, alright

With a readiness for war
They come down hard on dissent of all forms
Blood and militarism has swept the country by storm
There's voices calling in the wind

Power to the peaceful
Power to the peaceful, oh
Power to the peaceful
Power to the peaceful, oh

This is not a war of the urging people
This is not a war of economic independence
It's a war for conquest, it's a war for military power
It's a war for money, the road to universal slaughter
Oh no, yeah go

Sons and daughters of a dream
The urge to struggle for an ideal
To stay and fight, oppose war fever
Refuse to kill or be killed
There's voice's calling in the wind

Power to the peaceful
You know it's power to the peaceful

Alright, check this out
There's repression and intolerance
On any deviation from the norm
In all factions of your life
At this time of entry into war

Say hey, hey, if you know what they sing
Say hey, hey, yeah you know what they sing
Say hey, hey, do you know what they sing?
Say hey, hey, hey, hey

Power to the peaceful
Power to the peaceful, oh
Power to the peaceful
Power to the peaceful, oh
Alright, oh, oh, oh, yeah

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Revelations - Lyrics - Dragonforce

Title: Revelations
Artist: Dragonforce
Composer(s): Herman Li, Vadim Pruzhanov, Sam Totman, Zp Theart

Lyric:
Coming down the mountain on high
Towards the battle we go side by side
Our hearts are filled with honor and pride
'Cause we know our time has come

Silent voices down from below
Rising up through the ice and the snow
Ancient angers cast upon all
Through the land of the slain

Through the dark night, through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more
We will survive

Stand and fight! Join the light
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns
Raise the cannons of war

With the North Star to guide us we ride on the sky
Blazing up through the Heavens like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come, they will judge all your lives
Revelations will now be unveiled

Darkened night set to swallow the light
All is lost there's no one left to fight
Overpowered by the glory and might
Of the ones who stand tall

Fallen heroes scattered around
Deafened ears opens up to the sound
Painful cries rising forever more
From the victims of life and of war

Through the dark night, through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more
We will survive

Stand and fight! Join the light
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns
Raise the cannons of war

With the North Star to guide us we ride on the sky
Blazing up through the Heavens like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come, they will judge all your lives
Revelations will now be unveiled

No more hope of freedom, our dreams are washed away
The second age is coming, it's the dawn of a new day
Judgment stands before us, the second king will rise
Our swords will shine with honor, hatred fills the sky
Hatred fills the sky, yeah

With the North Star to guide us we ride on the sky
Blazing up through the Heavens like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come, they will judge all your lives
Revelations will now

With the North Star to guide us we ride on the sky
Blazing up through the Heavens like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come, they will judge all your lives
Revelations will now, revelations will now
Revelations will now be unveiled

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Diary Of A Madman - Lyrics - Gravediggaz

Title: Diary Of A Madman
Artist: Gravediggaz
Composer(s): Anthony Berkeley, David Collins, Robert Jr Diggs, Arnold Hamilton, Paul Huston, Walter Reed

Lyric:
They killed my baby, oh, God, they killed my baby
(Order in the court, order in the court)
I will make you pay for this you murderers
(Order in the court, order in the court)
(I said order in the court now)

Now, before this court passes judgement
Will the four defendant please, rise and approach the bench
Trust me guys, it's all under control
The judge is my uncle, he'll take the insanity plea
Oh, yeah, don't forget my retained balance

Okay, I understand you guys are pleading insanity
Claiming demonic spirits possessed you to do these hideous murders
Can you please explain to this court
How these so called spirits made you into these raving madmen?

Be a witness, as I excersize my exorcism
The evil that lurks within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread

I've been examined ever since I was semen
They took a sonogram and seen the image of a demon
At birth the nurses surrounded my with needles
And drugged me all up with the diseases of evil

Grew up in Hell, now I dwell, in an Islamic Temple
I'm fighting a holy war in the mental
Look deep into my eyes, you'll see visions of death
Possessed by homicide is what I'm obsessed

Giving niggaz brain dimples
Dragging they asses on a hook by they temples
The cause of death is unknown to the cops
'Cause when I kill them, I'm not leavin' one element to autopse

First I'll assasinate 'em
And them I'll cremate them
And take all of his fucking ashes and evaporate 'em

Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone
Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your fucking bones
You try to haunt me nigga, I ain't trying to hear it
Buck, Buck, Buck, I'll give your ass a Holy Spirit

Stressed full, try to avoid all impure thoughts, I am loosing my mind
Can you please explain to this court when these problems first began?

The year 84, November, day 10
Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil gen
I realize my ideas has spawned for 400 years
Of blood sweat and tears

I saw the torture brutal murder of my father
So my brain became stained with the horror
I'm having reoccurring nightmares
Of being soaking wet, strapped down to the electric chair

I got tackled with handcuffs
And shackled in restraint
At the bottom of a Holy Tabernacle
They gave me nothing to eat for two weeks

And sewed my eye lids open, so I couldn't sleep
About to die from thirst, that's when the minister
Quenched my jaws with a cold glass of vinegar
Upon my wounds they seasoned me with salt

And nailed my hands, feet to the form of the cross, ah, I cry
As the blood drips inside of my eye, refusing to die
Visions of Hell tormented my face
So I chewed my fucking arm off and made an escape

Oh no, me mataron mi amigo, hijo de la gran puta
Esos cogines me mataron mi amigo que voy a cerca, carajo, cono
Calm down people, please, calm down
Let us please, proceed with the defendants explanation

Enta the realms of understanding
And take good heed and you could bleed
While I'm standing, three stages of pure hell
Justifications of red cells, rain drops hits the pelv

Path is dull and narrow
You're stalked by a shadow
I pierced your skull with a fucking arrow
So narrow, only one could enter at a time

Stuck in the center, read the signs
A thousand doors to choose
You better hurry
Don't stop, shit is getting hot as a pot of curry

On your right side there's fire
On you left, deep waters
Watch your step, it's deep waters
What's that coming through the floor?
It's a claw, took his fucking ass to the fucking core

Stroll through the dark conditions
I stone you till I see sparks of friction
I chop ya like a coal miner
Then combine the drug and mix it with your blood

Some more, I give you some more
And watch you crawl
Guts hit the floor
Worms that dig your pores

I trick ya, ha, then I'm quick to syringe
Deep into my thoughts and bust out your skin
You scream, portraits of inflictable pain
You can't stand, you're up to your hands in quick sand

You're sinking and sinking deep into the earth
Thoughts was possessed since the first day of birth
My mental says it's my turn to possess the matta
Stab you with a dagga of Jacob's Ladder

Thoughts become shattered, confused, and tragic
Fiery thoughts of Gravediggaz
Guilty, next case

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Shivers - Lyrics - Naughty By Nature

Title: The Shivers
Artist: Naughty By Nature
Composer(s): Keir Gist, Vincent Vinnie Brown, Anthony Criss

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Lyric:
Yeah, dog, man, you know I'm sayin'
Fuck all you motherfuckers that wanna call the police on us and shit When we tryin' to get our motherfuckin' loot, you know I'm sayin'?
(What, what?)
Fuck y'all
(What?)
You know I'm sayin'?

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now what the fuck

I get the fuck up, your truant lifestyle, let's rough
I'm even gon' be rich or poor, dead or handcuffed
Niggas bust, but miss and now the war is on
(Back)
And we gon' celebrate when you get murdered, deceased and gone

Retaliation is a must when you fuck with us
Tell me what was on your mind when you loaded your pistol up?
Was it some gangsta shit, that couldn't been it
(Nah, that ain't it, fuck)
'Cause you bust four shots and still missed, now dig this

Don't know your name but know your face
You made a mistake now you must be erased
Really though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and insane
Drop rights, to start more fights than Mills Lane

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now what the fuck

Voluptuous vixen, wear my dime pair, watch it like Nixon
Niggas mad 'cause they can't put restrictions
They know we fixin' to put the Chain team in the mainstream
Cut the bad blood like gangrene, lyrical vaccine

Injected by this mind specimen, my Oestrogen
Make the best of men, guess again, I'm fresh in wind
Consumed by the date stem, tramps get amped
'Cause they can't cramp the camp, we leave 'em damp

Got them scared stiff like mannequins
Keep 'em panicin', then we vanishin' into the world at large
The Chain Gang Platune
Be the head niggas in charge

I serve to protect, self charge on police premises
Break bones as rug-be-snug, slugs being sold and printless
Stay spittin' at your divisions, hit your visions
Chain but automatic interest got taste for higher proof liquors

If it gets adventures, affective niggas, arrest resistance
Timper screamin' that deaf vast words, splintered without the whispers
Connects got prices for product, but Tune fathers vanish
Rock the cuts, now I control sonic voices like Aprovada

A thugs' mug shots' worth dollars
Holla, we strange drama killers, can't stop the
For pain is absolute vodka, Tre, confrontation watch man
For the progress of nation, yo, I'm eatin' through your concentrations

I'm comin' out combat and com Bows
Competition is a combination of combustion
Too valuable for commandin' nothin'
I continue cuttin' destruction's smokin' or choke eruptions
From California to Connecticut

I can hear the functions, continue the Lexus
[Incomprehensible] tell them [incomprehensible]
Category code of the street, let's see the next day
The Cruddy Click clicks and classics k-kloaw
'Cause it's beef on the streets then kick, kick the cow

Catapult and critters kick 'em, quickers clap
Cookin' trio's like Crio, I'll split that ass that go show your crack
The killer cultural when I'm gun away to [incomprehensible]
Since you got murdered they left you
The bitches who said you deserved it

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now what the fuck

Guess, who speak the truth?
I see the noose when the tongue get loose
Neck choke for the wrong shit you spoke
Took the wrong approach, invincible

With the writin' utensil, convincin' you
On instrumentals my moody mental, sets the tempo
Abdul of the mic but your flow
Slice and a dice a extra nice, a writer from the deathest cypher

Jersey believes 'em right, but Chain Gang with the sane slang
Crazy, deranged, strange, with a sharp aim
And shootin' range as deep as Danny maintain gets forfeited
When we show up to play the sport

Niggas show the military support and fight for what you brought up
Play to a good battle, battle and got grazed
In the heart of New Jersey, straight land of the crazed
Bad blood boils and picky goals will destroy you

Fans, straight hand me the jams to unemploy you
Yo, so you better keep it real right and tight
Or that spotlight might
Only last for one night, aight

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now what the fuck

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Monday, August 16, 2010

The Chant Has Begun - Lyrics - Level 42

Title: The Chant Has Begun
Artist: Level 42
Composer(s): Mark King, Philip Gabriel Gould

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Lyric:
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

Old men with their protocol
Lead us off to war
Sometimes we don't even know
What we're fighting for
Marching to the beat of their drum, yeah yeah

Leaders we no longer trust
Told too many lies
The promises they made to us
Were never realized
Hear me now the chant has begun

Nowhere left to turn
No-one left to turn to
Voices raised in anger
They don't have the answer
Our whole world's in danger

Oil slicks on the ebbing tide
Progress out of hand
Blind men choke on swallowed pride
Heads down in the sand
Don't wanna see the damage they've done, oh no

Trees destroyed by acid rain
Falling from the skies
When our children place the blame
Who will tell them, why? Yeah
Hear me now the chant has begun

Why is love so rare?
All this talk of warfare
Too much blind destruction
Follow love's instructions
Now the chant has begun

The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The spirit of the people
The rhythm has begun

Make your choice there's no escape
Add your voice, the chant has begun

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Friday, August 13, 2010

It'S My Thang '99 - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: It'S My Thang '99
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): Kenneth Ifill, Erick Sermon, Tyrone Thomas, Parrish Smith, Keith Murray, Ernesto Shaw, Reggie Noble

Lyric:
Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray
The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor
Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron
You what I sayin'? One time for DJ Clue, check it out

Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustard
The Squad go to war like General Custard
I just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin' it hard
And havin' bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards

First of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin' the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat and formed

Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sex
Got the gaze to knock the 'A' off your Virex
Who am I? DO, my MO is fuck PO
Love ta fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya

Aiyyo I detonate on impact
So niggaz better get back
The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit that
The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back
No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that

I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powder
Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of
I get out of hand like I lost my arm
Decipher the head of c-cipher like Voltron

Who got wins? Those that be hard pretend
You got skills? Come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my style ropa-dope around the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King

Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock
Cops know the SL hand do well
Can tell by the nails you frail
We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channel

Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively
My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin' me
Consecutively, five golds so technically
You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD

Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest
Make a motherfucker catch a cardiac arrest
Live out the Fresh Fest, one of the best
I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said 'Yes'

I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal tone
It don't work, I show them the chrome and flash the greens
Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it
All day on street scene

I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder
Pull out my gat, you'll be like, like Godfather
I hang small, but when I'm hard I'm gigantic
In fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic

An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya
'Cuz we the masters
We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon' askin'
Like you gaspin', backin' up while P's blastin'

I'll be like, Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith Murray pack a black tech
And I don't give a fuck, I can't be touched
Females jump in my flow like double-dutch

My technique, knock niggaz off they feet
I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin' break beat
It's My Thing, back wit the sequel
Hold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle

Yo, I go back like straps, puttin' Lee patch where your knee at
Puff wit midas, and no Civics wit the ski racks
Shut niggaz down that be tryin' to win
I'll be like, like I'm from CNN

So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla
Drink Old English, can not stand Miller
MC's cold rockin' till the party's through
Then they tap me on the shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"

DJ Clue
The Professional
Uh huh

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Jurass Finish First - Lyrics - Quality Control - Jurassic 5

Title: Jurass Finish First
Album: Quality Control
Artist: Jurassic 5
Composer(s): L Macfadden, D Givens, C Henderson, M Potsic, C Stewart, M Paich, M Stuart

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Lyric:
Yo, because of cash in the purse, guns blast in the hearse
A vast universe when the last is the first
The past been a curse, I need some asprin to nurse
It's your casket in earth, or my ass when it hurts
A passionate burst of some last-minute work
First the human bodies are livin' last in this earth
Puffin' grass when it works, a bastard at birth
But at last planet earth, 5 jurass finish first

Stashed in this verse
Burnin' like gas on a torch
Graspin' a thought
Some don't see past their front porch
Masked in a smirk
No doubt my class been alert
Verbal splash for your thirst, 5 jurass finish first

Yo, because of crooks in the game no one's actin' the same
Not mentionin' no names, merely passin' the blame
Your ass been in flames since the cash went Ka-Chang
Now you can't stand the rain when my crew bring the pain
You a masculine myth who I constantly diss
As I bond with the fish, understand we the 5th
Platoon, hit the dirt, wish you well, wish you worse
Your ass been cursed, 5 jurass finish first

Bringin' it back from the lost, we have to report
The trash on the chart makin' you have to resort
To leave the record store instead of quenchin' your thirst
But at last planet earth, 5 jurass finish first

Yo, because of passin' the course wife askin' divorce
Takin' half of your cash, now you bask in remorse
Turnin' rap into sport, I've mastered the part
'Cause the trash on the chart leave you gaspin' for art
Now if you've mastered the art, I'm askin' with force
To mass of your thoughts, to your ass is a corpse
Cover grass in a burst, unfasten your purse
Give your cash to the clerk, 5 jurass finish first

Because of tricks of the trade, some are virtual slaves
A smirk will get raised once the pen hits the page
While your thoughts of the stage and perhaps getting paid
Relax in the shade, time passin' in days
I'm searchin' for ways to avoid the charade
'Cause when voices are laid, choices are made
Be not afraid, people plastic on earth
Verbal blast 'bout to burst, 5 jurass finish first

5 jurass finish first
5 jurass finish first

Yo, because of passin' the torch, puffin' pipes with a bouche
You a hype livin' loose with your life in the noose
You invite many fools when you light chemicals
Night of the livin' ooze, your ego makes many bruise
You need to watch what you choose, what you give is what you get
Some are lackin' intellect in their quest for a check
Is it love or respect, does the subject get you vexed?
Only 4 bars to wreck, the situation is complex

Yo, you in constant pursuit to be the last in the house
Where's your wallet? With the wife, deep stashed in her blouse
Like "without a doubt" you can catch me on the B-side
'Cause the one who wins the war
Is the one without pride
J5 make you feel a lickle gaseous at first
Martin Lawrence and yes I make you ask "is that lurch?"
Either try this or lyrical madness that works
Give your cash to the clerk, 5 jurass finish first

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

War Inside My Head - Lyrics - Six Degrees Of Inner Turbulence - Dream Theater

Title: War Inside My Head
Album: Six Degrees Of Inner Turbulence
Artist: Dream Theater
Composer(s): Jordan Rudess, Michael Portnoy, John Petrucci, John Myung

Lyric:
Napalm, napalm, napalm showers
Showed the cowards
Weren't there to mess around

Heat exhaustion
Mind distortion
Military victory mounted on innocent ground

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

War inside my head

Years and years of
Bloodshed and warfare
Our mission was only to get in and kill

A free vacation
Of palm trees and shrapnel
Trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

Feeling strangers staring my way
Reading minds never read
Tasting danger with each word I say
Waging a war inside my

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Monday, August 16, 2010

When The Music Stops - Lyrics - The Eminem Show - Eminem

Title: When The Music Stops
Album: The Eminem Show
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): De Shaun Dupree Holton, Rufus B Johnson, Marshall Mathers, Ondre C Moore, Denaun M Porter, Von M Carlisle, Ronald Feemster

Lyric:
{Music reality
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
But we, as entertainers have a responsibility
To these kids, psyche}

If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love or would it matter?
Could never be the lead off batter
If there ain't shit for me to feed off, I'm see saw battlin'
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate, I came way
Too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
"What the fuck, you take me for a joke? You smokin crack?"
'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back
I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground
'Fore I put some wack shit out
I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five thousand mark
Y'all steady tryin' to drown a shark
Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off, lid to the can of whip ass
Just twist me off, see me leap out, pull a piece out
Fuck shootin' I'm just tryin to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker, if you really feelin' froggish leap
Yo slim, you gon' let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that
Man, I hate this crap
This ain't rap, this is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life, when the music stops

Ain't no gettin' rid of McVeigh, if so you woulda tried
The only way I'm leavin' this bitch, is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemies' crib
With Hennessey, got drunk then I finished it
I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly, with a Dillinger in the dark diligently
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up, mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight
To awake neighbors for acres
I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into a mad man
Son of Sam bitch, I'm surgical
I'm allergic to dyin', you think not?
You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops

I was happy havin' a deal at first
Thought money would make me happy but it only made my pain worse
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dog
And you ain't got nuttin' left but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with their hands out, checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs, no friends
No girls, just the gin you drink, till your car spin you think
Damn, when you slam into the wall
And you fall out the car and try to crawl with one arm
I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow wonder would they even call?
When the music stops

Let's see, how many of your men loyal?
When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol, sippin' a can of Penz oil
I'm revved up, who said what, when lead bust
Your head just explode with red stuff, I'm handcuffed
Tossed in the paddy wagon, braggin' about how you shouted
Like a coward, bullets devoured you, showered you niggaz
If I was you niggaz, I'd run while given a chance
Understand, I can enhance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can hurt me
Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me
You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop tryin' to walk how G's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we playin' tug of war with your life
Fuck a tour and a mike, I'd rather fuck a whore with a knife
Deliver that shit that coroner's like
You hype poppin' shit in broad daylight
Nigga, you're a goner at night when the music stops

Instigators, turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors
Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like Woof!
Proof nigga I'ma wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose
The more y'all breathe shit the more I moves
It's Hill Street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, nigga
Or make the news, betcha all y'all move
When the Uzi pop you better drop, when the music stop

Music has changed my life in so many ways
Brain's confused, been fucked since the fifth grade
LL told me to, "Rock the Bells"
NWA said, "Fuck the Police," Now I'm in jail
Ninety three was strictly R and B
Fucked up haircut, listened to Jodeci
Michael Jackson who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?
Ass cheeks painted white, fuckin' Priscilla tonight
Flyin' down Sunset smokin' crack
Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back
M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bows
Now I'm in the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock
I'm reachin' for the glock but the music stops

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Twilight Of The Gods - Lyrics - Keeper Of The Seven Keys, Pt. 1 - Helloween

Title: Twilight Of The Gods
Album: Keeper Of The Seven Keys, Pt. 1
Artist: Helloween
Composer(s): Kai Hansen

Lyric:
Insania 2 O 4
We've thrown away our former Gods controlling our day
We have created better ones so we control the way
We are the ones with the power to hold down the enemy
Our Gods are perfection and they are protecting our lives
We still need some more of them to be safe from the other side
As long as we're stronger nothing will happen to us

Fire flash in the night, just an evil dream
Holy war in the sky, never

Insania 2 O 16
Error in store 1 O 3, we watch the sun at night
The pretty Gods we've built ourselves now terminate our lives
Silicone brain powered voices are crying attack tonight
Our Gods are now fightling in anger, burning our world
The doomsday has come and there is no place to hide away
The future is over and there is no turning back

FirefIash in the night, now reality
Holy war in the sky

Twilight of the Gods, insania's dead and gone
Another world was born but the twilight soon will come

FirefIash in the night, now reality
Holy war in the sky

Twilight of the Gods, insania's dead and gone
Another world was born but the twilight soon will come

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Amaranth - Lyrics - Amaranth - Nightwish

Title: Amaranth
Album: Amaranth
Artist: Nightwish
Composer(s): Tuomas Lauri Holopainen

Lyric:
Baptized with a perfect name
The doubting one by heart
Alone without himself

War between him and the day
Need someone to blame
In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see
You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never Fading
Rain in your heart, the tears of snow white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Apart from the wandering pack
In this brief flight of time we reach
For the ones, whoever dare

You believe but what you see
You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never Fading
Rain in your heart, the tears of snow white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Caress the one, the Never Fading
Rain in your heart, the tears of snow white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Reaching, searching for something untouched
Hearing voices of the Never Fading calling

Caress the one, the Never Fading
Rain in your heart, the tears of snow white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Caress the one, the Never Fading
Rain in your heart, the tears of snow white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

The Sky! - Lyrics - Cinematographic - Junior Varsity

Title: The Sky!
Album: Cinematographic
Artist: Junior Varsity
Composer(s): Chris Birch, Sergio Coronado, Asa Dawson, Nick Dodson, Andy Wildrick

Lyric:
So tired and half insane
I'm fed a steady diet of Novocaine
But it's not enough to numb the pain

But when the sky, the sky comes falling down
And our burned up bodies reach into the ground
There's voices from all around
But we don't make a sound

So, if this is the end
I hope it goes as planned

Good God, damn, those boys are blue
You know it's good for them
It better be good for you
And what did they really expect us to do

Just keep quiet, don't be afraid
Just stay hungry for that minimum wage
We got a war to fight and mouths to feed
So don't you complain to me

So, if this is the end
I hope it goes as planned
You can't hide your bloody hands from me

But once I had this dream where
Every thing's as good as it seemed though
Love was really all that we needed
All that we needed, all that we needed
I wish I never woke up

So if this is the end
I hope it goes as planned
Can't hide your bloody hands
Can't hide your self from me, from me, from me

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Stones Throw From Hurtin' - Lyrics - Sleeping With The Past - Elton John

Title: Stones Throw From Hurtin'
Album: Sleeping With The Past
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Help me, information
Get emotion on the line
This war that's ragin' in
My heart's getting harder, all the time
Feel it, smiles the cracking
Worried friends just frown
We got a runaway train on an empty track
That's tryin' to run us down

And I'm a stone's throw from hurtin'
Everything we put together
Knee deep, I'm learnin' about burnin' this bridge forever
I'm a stone's throw, a stone's throw
A stone's throw from hurtin'
And I know, never gonna get no better

Crippled conversation hangs inside this house
Our voices just get ugly
When our love get all talked out
Your goodnight kiss ain't hungry
Our touches don't connect
We're just a couple of kids with a broken toy
That our idle fingers wrecked

And I'm a stone's throw from hurtin'
Everything we put together
Knee deep, I'm learnin' about burnin' this bridge forever
I'm a stone's throw, a stone's throw
A stone's throw from hurtin'
And I know, I'm never gonna get no better

Some things get broken
When stones get thrown
Some things get better
When you leave what you love
And you let what you love that alone, 'lone, 'lone

Some things get broken
When stones get thrown
Some things get better
When you leave what you love
And let what you love alone, 'lone, 'lone

And I'm a stone's throw from hurtin'
Everything we put together
Knee deep in learnin' about burnin' this bridge forever
I'm a stone's throw, a stone's throw
Stone's throw from hurtin'
And I know, I'm never gonna get no better

Stone's throw from hurtin'
(Help)
Stone's throw from hurtin'
Stone's throw from hurtin'
(Help)
Stone's throw from hurtin'

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Stories Of The Street - Lyrics - Songs Of Leonard Cohen - Leonard Cohen

Title: Stories Of The Street
Album: Songs Of Leonard Cohen
Artist: Leonard Cohen
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen

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Lyric:
The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh
The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas
And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose
Yes, one hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose

I know you've heard it's over now and war must surely come
The cities they are broke in half and the middle men are gone
But let me ask you one more time, oh, children of the dusk
All these hunters who are shrieking now, oh, do they speak for us?

And where do all these highways go, now that we are free?
Why are the armies marching still that were coming home to me?
Oh, lady with your legs so fine, oh, stranger at your wheel
You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal

The age of lust is giving birth and both the parents ask
The nurse to tell them fairy tales on both sides of the glass
And now the infant with his cord is hauled in like a kite
And one eye filled with blueprints, one eye filled with night

Oh, come with me my little one, we will find that farm
And grow us grass and apples there and keep all the animals warm
And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am
Oh, take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb

With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl
I balance on a wishing well that all men call the world
We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky
And lost among the subway crowds I try to catch your eye

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