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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
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[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
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[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
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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
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(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
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(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!
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[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/
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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/
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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.
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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
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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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