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Purple Pills
D12
devils night

[Chorus]
I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills
I been to mushroom mountain
Once or twice but who's countin'
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

[Eminem]
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeve
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by 6 people
And 5 I hit
Ah shit
I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch
And stomped the foster kids
These shrooms make me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losing weight
Till I see dumb shit start happenin'
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce
I said c'mon bounce
Everybody in the house with a half an ounce
Not weed I meant coke dumb ass sit down
We don't bullshit, better ask around
D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town
Bizarre, your mom is passing out
Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out

[Kon Artist & Kuniva]
Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn
Hey Von
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone
Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian
And I think my arm is gone
It's probably numb
Dumb, dumb, and full of cumm
And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on
So stop acting stupid
You so high
That you might wake up with a guy
On some new shit
I think I did too much
This substance equals cuffs
Red pills, blue pills, and green
Big pills (That's ill)
Mescaline

Chorus

[Hook]
Dirty Dozen
80 of us
Shady brothers
Ladies love us
That's why our baby mothers
Love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out
And date each other
something........

[Proof]
Pop pills
Pills I pop
Pop two pills
On stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk
I wanna roll away
Like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I'm old and gray
Look for coke to smoke
I overdose
When I pack up my nose with coke
*cough cough cough*
I must have broke the choke
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby
Born by whore lady
Now I gotta straight born *infant*
(You're crazy!)

[Swifty]
I pop four E's at one time
And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine
(You got any shroom?)
Does Bizarre smoke crack?
I can't get job
Cuz her mom's so trashed (?)
Why the hell you niggas think I rap?
I do it just to get your company hijacked
If you like smack
Then I might too
(Swift, chill)
I just wanna get high like you
And I don't give a damn if they white or blue
Speed, shrooms, down the valiums
Even smoke weed outta vacuums
I just got some and I'm going back soon

Chorus

[Bizarre]
I'm at rave
Looking like a slave
High off chronic
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smelt like vomit
Pussy poppin', acid choppin', dope heavy guy
Heroine mescaline pimp
So ladies wanna try
Blue pills, golden seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yeah, right)
Bitch I'm for real
Shut your mouth you dirty slut
You know you want it in your butt
I'll put it in your cunt Let Bizarre nutt

Chorus




Clint Eastwood
Gorillaz
Gorillaz

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on


Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin' righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on

The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Child, like in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child apiece
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
From this fuckin' enterprise
Now I'm sucking to your lies
Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
with me as a guide
But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the inner
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
With a few rhymes so mother fuckers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future



Get Ur Freak On
Missy Elliot
Miss E.... so addjektive


hit me, hit me
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit

(Missy)
Missy be puttin it down
Im the hottest round
Ill told yall mutha (skurt)
Yall can stop me now
Listen to me now
Im lastin twenty rounds
And if you want me (people)
Then come and get me now (bounce)
Is you with me now (bounce)
The biggie biggie bounce (bounce)
I kno you dig the way i sw..sw...switched ma style
(Holla) People sing around
Now people gather round
Now people jump around

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)

(Missy)
(is that yo chik..)
People you know
Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
What da dilly yo
Now what da drilly yo
If you wanna battle me then (people) lemme know
(Holla) Got the feeling son
Lemme throw you some
People here I come
Now sweat me when im done
We got the radio shook like we got a gun

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)

(Missy)
Quiet !!!
Shh, hush yo mouth
Silence when I, spit it out
In yo face
Open yo mouth, Give you a taste
(Holla) Aint no stoppin me
Copywritten so, dont copy me
Yall do it, sloppily
And yall cant come, close to me (yes)
I know you feel me now (yes)
I know you hear me loud (yes)
I scream it loud and proud (yes)
Missy gon blow it down (yes)
People gon play me now (yes)
In and outa town (yes)
Cuz im the best around (yes)
With the crazy style (go)

(Chorus)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
(2x)





Survivor
Destiny's Child
Survivor

Now that you're out of my life
I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without you
But I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you
But I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without you
I laugh harder
You thought I wouldn't grow without you
Now I'm wiser
Though that I'd be helpless without you
But I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without you
But I'm chillin'
You thought I wouldn't sell without you
Sold 9 million


I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

Thought I couldn't breathe without
I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you
Perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you
But I'm lastin'
You thought that I would die without you
But I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you
But I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now
But it won't stop
Thought that I would self destruct
But I'm still here
Even in my years to come
I'm still gon be here

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

I'm wishin' you the best
Pray that you are blessed
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon blast you on the radio
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon lie on you and your family
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon hate on you in the magazines
('m better than that)
I'm not gon compromise my Christianity
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gon diss you on the internet
Cause my mama taught me better than that

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)

(Beyonce)
Oh (oh) oh (oh)...

After of all of the darkness and sadness
Soon comes happiness
If I surround my self with positive things
I'll gain prosperity

I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)



Lady Marmalade
Christina Aguilera, Mya, Pink, Lil' Kim, Missy Elliot
Moulin Rouge O.S.T.

Christina Aguilera, Mya, Pink, Lil' Kim, Missy Elliot - Lady Marmalade

Lil’ kim:
Where’s all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya’ll flow sistas

Mya:
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

Mya:
He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said, “Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?” Oh! uh huh

Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Lil’ Kim:
What What, What what
Mya:
ooh oh

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi

Lil’ Kim: yea yea yea yea

Pink: He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
All her black satin sheets, suede's, dark greens
yeah

Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da-da-da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi

Lil’ Kim:
yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter bags
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin‘, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I’m sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes
4 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
bottle case the meaning of expensive taste
if you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate-a what?
Real Lady Marmalade
One more time C’mon now

Marmalade... Lady Marmalade... Marmalade...

Christina:
hey Hey Hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More-more-more

Pink:
Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5

Mya:
Sleepin' the grey flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More-more-more

Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C‘Mon! uh)

Missy:
Christina...(oh Leaeaa Oh)
Pink... (Lady Marmalade)
Lil’ Kim...(hey Hey! uh uh uh uh...)
Mya...(Oh Oh oooo)
Rot wailer baby...(baby)
Moulin Rouge... (0h)
Misdemeanor here...

Creole Lady Marmalade Yes-ah......

D-12 feat. Eminem

I Shit On You


(Eminem - 4 Times)
I'll shit on you
Da da da da

I'll shit on you
I will shit
I'll shit on you
Girl you know
I'll shit on you
Bitch or man
I'll shit on you
I will shit

(Swift aka Swifty McVeigh)
I remain fatter than gluttony
Tapin bombs to the back of record companies
Blow em up if they ain't want me
The national guard
They scared to hunt me
I love beef
I got you hoes duckin me
A drug thief
Bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep yo ass away from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred-degree saunas
You can act a fool if you wanna (bitch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped with a grenade
In the pool with your mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin up like a condom
Slap it if u muthafuckas got a problem
When I see em
You hoes endin up in a fuckin mausoleum
Or hiden in the trunk of a black & gold bm
Pull in the garage while u screamin
Keep the motor on then I'm leavin
I'll shit on you

(Chorus)
I will shit on you I don't care who you are
I'll shit on you
I don't give a fuck about you or your car
Fuck your house
Fuck your jewelry
And Fuck your watch
Fuck your wife
Fuck your kids
Fuck your family
I'll shit on you

(Bizarre aka Peter S. Bizarre)
I'm a alcoholic with the fuckin toilet
Pass the hot dogs
(bizarre aren't you Islamic)
Bitch shut your fuckin mouth
I'ma keep eatin till
Richard Simmons comes to my house with a chain saw to cut me out
I'll fuck your wife
I had sex since I met her
I'm to busy fuckin
Your 12 year old baby-sitter
And all women ain't shit
Only good for cookin,cleanin,and suckin dick and thats it
I was responsible for killin John Candy
I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my 98 camry
I don't give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody
Truly yours the idiotic Bizarre

(Eminem aka Slim Shady)
My adolescent years weren't shit till what I do now
I never grew up I was born grown and grew down
The older I get the dumber the shit I get in
The more ignorant the incident is I fit in
Ignorin the shit how boring it gets
When there's no one to hit
I don't know when to quit throwin a fit
I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me
Its they who raised me and say the can take me
Its they who legs I brake and make achy
Its they who mistake me and make me so angry
"I'll shit on you"
I'll spit on you
Start pissin then do the opposite on you
You weren't listenin I said I'll cop a squat on you and
Start spillin my guts like chicken cordon bleu
And straight shit
Like notorious big did to that bitch
On his skit on his last album
Pull my pants down

(Chorus)

(Kon Artis aka Denine Porter)
Is Richard Pryor still alive
If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin
Born brainless
This steel ain't stainless
Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang it
Bitch brang it
These niggas that i hang wit
Will hang u up naked by your ankles danglin
My needa stays stranglin
I don't need your help
If u gon give me the pussy
I'll unloosen my belt
I'll punch your daddy not
Your moms kinda cock
Your sister tends court
Your aunt supply her rocks
Buck 50 cross yo neck
Floss yo tek
I'll beat you wit it across yo chest

(Kuniva aka Von)
It's only right I jack your car keys and run
Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns
For fun, when I'm drunk
I'll run a truck through the weed house
Jump out and beat your peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you in chokeholds I learned last week
From the police man
Who caught me stealing weed from his jeep
I see hoes bitin
Y'all don't wanna brawl
Thats like D-bo fightin Peablo Bryson
So what you hollering and yelling about
I'll reach in your mouth
And pull your fuckin skeleton out
Niggas get hit wit a two piece
"Bling Bling"
With a poisonous sting
I'm such a violent thing

(Chorus)

(Eminem aka Slim Shady)
Once I get on 2 hits of x
My disk slips and disconnects
Till I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck
But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects
Over reaction is my only reaction
Which only sets off a chain reaction
And puts 5 more zainiac than maniacs in action
A rat pack
In black jackets who pack 10
9 millimeters
5 criminals pullin heaters
And spillin liters of blood like swimmin pools
Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too
A lotta people say misoginistic which is true
I can't deny it matter of fact I stand by it
So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot
If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet
Boy girl dog woman man child
I'll Shit on you

I will shit on you i don't care who you are
I'll shit on you
I don't give a fuck about you or your car
I'll shit on you
Fuck your house fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch
I'll shit on you
I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me
I'll shit on you

You heard me
(Eminem laughing)
Bitch
I'll shit on you
D-12 will shit on you
I'll shit on you

Your life
Your wife
Your kids
Your car
I'll shit on you
Your house
Your spouse
Your rings
Your things
I'll shit on you
I'll shit on you
I'll shit on you
I'll shit on you




Eminem
The Real Slim Shady


[Eminem]
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here..
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door
and started whoopin her ass worse than before
they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!)
It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding,
he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots!
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!)
Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable:
chigga chigga chigga*} "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what
Flippin the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though!"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse, than what's goin on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't
but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Discovery Channel don't they?
"We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals
who cut other people open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*}
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
{*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes

Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)
I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up,
please stand up, please stand up?

[Eminem]
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records;
well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too!
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
and hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!"
I should download her audio on MP3
and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*}
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me
so I have been sent here to destroy you {*bzzzt*}
And there's a million of us just like me
who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me
who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me
and just might be the next best thing but not quite me!

Chorus

[Eminem]
I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you
things you joke about with your friends inside your living room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it
in front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
and whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} I just shit it
better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums
It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting
Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens
And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin
He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings
{*HACH*} Or in the parkin lot, circling
Screaming "I don't give a fuck!"
with his windows down and his system up
So, will the real Shady please stand up?
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

Chorus 2X

[Eminem]
Ha ha
Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up




D12 feat. Eminem
Under The Influence
devils night



(Gibberish) translation:
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

(Eminem)
Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's
A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightnin'
Frightened with five little white Vicaden pills bitin' him
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital, lost
Stingin' the fuck out of everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin'
(Bitch it's too late)
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's "curtains"

(Swifty McBay)
I'm an instigator, three-eighty slug penetrator
They bring creative murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known to the equator
They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators
My weed'll hit your chest like a double-barreled gauge'er
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Henny I do shit on purpose
You'll never hear me say "forgive me"
I'm snatchin' every penny, it's gotta be that way
Nigga face it, that weed I sold to you? Regate laced it
You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift
Niggas just afraid, handin' me their bracelets
Chillin' in the lab wasted
I'm the type that'll drink Kaluha and Gin, and throw up on the mic
Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight
And even at the Million Man March, we gonna fight

Chorus:
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

(Bizarre)
I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire
Slash your tires, find out, thinkin' they're mine
Plate's expired, so as soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin' my dick off in a band of barbed wires
"Hey, is Bizarre performing?"
Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?
Special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
"Aren't you a male dancer?"
Naw bitch, I'm retired, for fuckin' a bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
Lettin' the record skip - lettin' the record skip
(reverse revolving of record)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
It's gonna cost $300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face, and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
All bitches are hoes, even my stinkin' ass moms
(Caniver)
Ayo flashback, two seats, too deep up in that asscrack
Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that
And after then we go to hang out with hashrats
At a Stop The Violence rally
I blast gats, be it a mom or publishing
Get your ass capped, the Caniver divider
Yo cash that, run your motherfuckin' pockets
ASAP, I don't need a platinum chain
Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's, born loser
Half-thief and half-black
Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at
Bitch smack 'em, bitch rappers get ejac-jacked
Found chopped-up in a trash bag

(Dirty Harry)
Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell
'Cause their crew is full of fags that're sweeter than bake sales
Wreckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
Cruisin' and causin' more trouble than nine hoodlums
I rattle your Adam's Apple until it crackles
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, 'cause I'm a looney
I got an adept mind, and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players, thugs, and young ballers
Shoot up they household, even the young toddlers
Brigades barricade to bring the noise
Watch the bullets wrap your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin' "Ihava yo-yo"
I'll leave your face leakin'
Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin'
Take a swing at the deacon

(The Con Artist)
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight until I got caught sellin' em shaped
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin' sex in my tent
While the superintendent thought up, my brain's out of order
I've been a con artist since I was swimmin' in water
And cahoots with this nigga named Fall Out Tom (?)
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb (special delivery)
I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped an advancement and run
Ride by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin' niggas run up they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was full of some one's
'Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin' in dough

Chorus
Suck my motherfuckin' dick...
D-12... Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen...
Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fuckin' husbands...
Bizarre kid... Swifty McBay... The Con Artist... The Caniver... Dirty Harry...
Haha, and Slim Shady...



Eminem
Stan


CHORUS:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

VER

There Must Be An Angel

No one on earth could feel like this, I'm thrown with biss
There must be angel playing with my heart. Yeah

I walk into an empty room and suddenly my heart goes boom
It's an orchestra of angels and they're playing with my heart. Yeah

CHPRUS:
Must be talking to an angel (6x)

No one on earth could feel like this, I'm thrown and overblown with biss
There must be angel playing with my heart. Yeah

And when Ithink that I'm alone
it seems there's more of us at home.It's a multitude of angels
and they're playind with my heart.Yeah

CHORUS & BRIDGE: 
                                                                                                                             
Imust be hallucinating watching angels celebrating
Cozld this be reactivating all my sensenes dislocating
This must be a strange deception bicelestial intervention
Leaving me the recollection of your heavenly connection. Yeah

I walk into an empty room and suddenly my heart goes boom
It's an orchestra of angels and they're playing with my heart


Butterfly
Crazytown

CHORUS: Come my lady, Come come lady/ You're my butterfly, Sugar.baby/(2X)/
Such a sexy. sexy pretty little thing/Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung/
With your tongue ring/ And I ain't gonna lie/ Cause your loving gets me
high/ So to keep you by my side/ There's nothing that I won't try/
Butterflies in
her eyes/ And looks to kill/ Time is passing / I'm asking could this be
real/ Cause I can't sleep/ I can't hold still/ The only thing I really know/
Is
she got sex appeal/ I can feel/ Too much is never enough/ You're always there
to lift me up/ When these times get rough/ I was lost/ Now I'm found / Ever
since you've been around/ You're the women that I want / So yo, I'm putting
it down/

CHORUS

I don't deserve you/ Unless it's some kind of hidden message/ To show me
life is precious/ Then I guess it's true/ To tell truth, I really never knew/
T'll I met you / I was lost and confused/ Twisted and used up/ Knew a better
life existed/ But thought that I missed it/ My lifestyle's wild/I was living
like a wild child/ Trapped on a short leash paroled/ The police files/ And
you. what' s happening now?/ I see the sun breaking/ Shining through dark
clouds/ And a vision of you/ Standing out in a crowd/

CHORUS

Hey sugar momma, come and/ Dance with me/ The smartest thing you ever did/
Was take a chance with me/ So, what ever tickels your fancy/ Girl it's you
like/ Sid and Nancy/ So sexy....almost evil/ Talkin' about butterflies in my
head/ I used to think happy ending/ Were only in the books I read/ But you
made
me feel alive/ When I was almost dead/ You filled that empty space/ With the
love I used to chase/And as far as I can see./ It don't get better than
this/ So butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss and a thank you
miss.

CHORUS





Teenage dirtbag
Wheatus

Her name is Noelle                                                                     
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh
Her boyfriend's a di**
He brings a gun to school
He'd simply kick
My a** if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Man I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walkin' over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me?
I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you, ooh
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin', yeah



Another day in paradise
Brandy & Ray J

She calls out to the man on the street:
Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I'm nowhere to sleep.
Is there somewhere you can tell me?

He walks on, doesn't look back, he pretends he can't
hear her.
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street.
Seems embaressed to be there.

Chorus:
Oh, think twice, 'cause it's another day for you and
me in paradise. (2x)

She calls out to the man on the street.
He can see she's been crying.
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet.
She can't walk but she's trying.

Chorus

Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do?
Oh Lord, there must be something you can say.

You can tell from the lines on her face.
You can see that she's been there.
She's probably been moved on from every place, 'cause
she didn't fit in there.

Chorus





It wasn't me
Shaggy

(Yo man) Yo
(Open up man) What do you want man?
(My girl just caught me) You let her catch you?
(I don't know how I let this happen) With who?
(The girl next door, you know?) Man...
(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you
(Alright)

Honey came in and she caught me red handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Bangin on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

How you can grant the woman access to your villa
Trespasser and a witness while you cling to your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say you're gay
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Bangin on the bathroom floor
I had tried to keep her from what
She was about to see
Why should she believe me when I
Told her it wasn't me

Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on da right prefix
Whenever you should see her make da giggolo flex
As funny as it be by you, it not that complex
Seein is believin so you better change your specs
You know she not gonna be worrying bout things from the past
Hardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime mass
Wait for your answer: go over there
But if she pack a gun you know you better run fast

But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me banging on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

Gonna tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
I've been listenin to your reasonin
It makes no sense at all
We should tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
You may think that you're a player
But you're completely lost
That's why I sing

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me



Michael Mittermeier feat, Guano Babes

Kumba ya

Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Hi Jesus Varica
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord heeej ooooh Lord Kumba ya

Hej hej hej hej hej….

Go tell it on the mountains that you believe
It’s the word of the only commander in chief
He’s got the whole world in his hands, just say yo
He gotcha by ya balls, swing it low sweet chariot
Was a sinner, a bad girl, lord pardon me
I was deaf. Dumb and blind, but now I can’t see
I’m the Öko-Christ with my guitar
Give it to me Jesus – aha aha

Chorus:
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba yaaaa
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
ooooh Lord Kumba ya

Can’t you feel, when the faints are marchin in
Nobody knows the fucking trouble I’ve seen
You’re the Savior you’re the real big player
And I’m standing here alone in the need of a prayer
Judgement is coming high
I heard a sucker rumbling in the sky

Chorus:
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba yaaaa
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
ooooh Lord Kumba ya

Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Can’t you see the judgement is coming
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
You all keep the rhythm of the Lord
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Yeah of course life can be summer
Ooohhh Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
We are the raiders of the lost chord

Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
Kumba ya my Lord Kumba ya
ooooh Lord Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba ya
Kumba Kumba a Kumba yaaaa

Daylight
No Angels



Wanna know you better

Wanna push you baby - but never too far

Wanna show you heaven

Wanna be like you just as strong as you are

Chorus

I wanna be daylight in your eyes

I wanna be sunlight only warmer

I wanna be daylight in you eyes

I wanna be love only stronger

I wanna be daylight

Wanna live forever

Wanna touch your hand

and explore like a star

Wanna stand beside you

always be together where ever you are

Chorus (2x)

Wanna know you better

Wanna push you baby but never too far

Wanna live forever

Wanna be like you just as sweet as you are

weak as you are

Chorus (2x)

I see it in your eyes

I wanna be just you and me warmer than sunlight

Chorus (2x)

I see it in your eyes



Here with me
Dido

I didn´t hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
I don´t want to move a thing
it might change my memory

Refrain:Oh I am,what Iam
I´ll do what i want
but I can´t hide
I won´t go,I won´t sleep
I can´t breathe
until you´re resting here with me
I won´t leave I can´t hide
I cannot be
until you´re resting here with me

I dont´t want to call my Friends
they might wake me from this dream
and I can´t leave this bed
risk forgetting all that´s been

Refrain:Oh I am,what Iam
I´ll do what i want
but I can´t hide
I won´t go,I won´t sleep
I can´t breathe
until you´re resting here with me
I won´t leave I can´t hide
I cannot be
until you´re resting here with me

I won´t go,I won´t sleep
I can´t breathe
until you´re resting here with me
I won´t leave I can´t hide
I cannot be
until you´re resting here with me

Refrain:Oh I am,what Iam
I´ll do what i want
but I can´t hide
I won´t go,I won´t sleep
I can´t breathe
until you´re resting here with me
I won´t leave I can´t hide
I cannot be
until you´re resting here with me



Nobody wants to be lonely
Christina Aguilera & Ricky Martin

Why Why Why

There you are
in a darken room
and you´re all alone
looking out the window
your heart is cold and lost the will to love
like a broken arrow
Here I stand in the shadow (in the shadow)
come to me, come to me can´t you see that...

CHOURS:
Nobody wants to be lonley
Nobody wants to cry
My body is longing to hold you
so badly pain inside
Somthing special see is sleeping away
and I´ll be waiting for you all of my life
Nobody wants to be lonley tonight
Why don´t you let me love you?

Why Why Why

Do you hear my voice?
Do you hear my soul?
Its a several name
so your heart gets crying .... oh oh
And suddenly you´re flying down the stars
In a vious baby .... oh oh
Before a star´s going crazy (going crazy)
Run to me, run to me cause I´m dying

CHOURS-repeat

I wanna feel you need a thing
Just like the air that you´re breathing
I need you here in my life
Don´t walk away, don´t walk away
don´t walk away, walk away....
Ohh....No
Nobody wants to be lonley
Nobody wants to cry

CHOURS-repeat



Rollin
Limp Bizkit

alright partner
keep on rollin’ ,baby
you know what time it is
chocolate starfish
keep on rollin’ baby

move in, now move out
hands up or hands down
back up, back up
tell me what ya gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up or hands down
back up, back up
tell me what ya gonna do now

keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (come on)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (yeah)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

now i know y’all be lovin this shit right here
l.i.m.p bizkit is right here
people in the house put them hands in the air
cause if you don’t care, then we don’t care
1, 2, 3, times two to the six
jonesin’ for your fix of that limp bizkit mix
so where the fuck you at
punk, shut the fuck up
and back the fuck up,
while we fuck this track up now

move in, now move out
hands up or hands down
back up, back up
tell me what ya gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up or hands down
back up, back up
tell me what ya gonna do now

keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (come on)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (yeah)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

you wanna mess with limp bizkit (yeah)
you can’t mess with limp bizkit (why)
because we get it on every day, and every night (oh)
and this platinum thing right here(uh, huh)
yo we’re doin’ it all the time(what)
so you better get some beats and a some better rhymes (dough)
we got the gang set
so don’t complain yet
twenty four seven never beggin’ for a rain check
old school soldiers blastin’ out the hot shit
that rock shit puttin’ bounce in the mosh pit

now move in, now move out
hands up or hands down
back


 


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