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| Sithtradmus-ZNR | Dec 28 2004, 10:49 AM Post #16 |
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Gangstarr-Mass appeal Just for everyone who don't know gangstarr is my favorite rappa :wacko: , and I only listen to rap, no anime ****, oh yeah and only gangsta rap. No way you'll never make it Come with the weak **** I break kids Step into my zone mad rhymes will stifle ya Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some *** A lot of rappers be like one time wonders Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under Their noses I hate those mother****in posers But I'm so real to them it's scary And with my unique skills nag you can't compare me And no we don't make wack tracks and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts I represent set up **** like a tent boy You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy And you'd be happy as hell to get a record dal Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal Verse Two: Oh yes I'm greater than all MC's when I breeeze give me room please I be like fascinatin when I be updatin Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards I thump hard, and mak eem say that I'm God Niggaz be pretendin they hardcore Never know the meaning of [real hardcore] But I get props like a slogan and no man Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking No double checking vocals kill like weapons But if I have to I go all out with no mic Yeah that's right cause I survived mad fights And for my peeps I truly care Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here And they all know how I feel Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal Verse Three: I know I'm dope but don't wet that I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop Check one two and you don't stop Your head'll bop when I drop my crop of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm But wild, with my monotone style Because I don't need gimmicks Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it Word is bond I go on and on For you it's tragic I got magic like wands So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha Cause I be kickin the real While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal Oh yeah and my other favorite by gangstarr-Moment of truth They say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do You always gotta watch mother****ers around you Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof We all must meet our moment of truth Verse One: Guru The same sheisty cats that you hang with, and do your thang with could set you up and wet you up, nigga peep the language It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through Let's face facts, although MC's lace tracks it doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back That goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trust It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point So I'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die You know I be the masterof the who what where and why See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya down, just like some shellfish in a bucket cause they love it, to see your *** squirm like a worm But just as you'll receive what is comin to you Everybody else is gonna get theirs too I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute That everyone must meet their moment of truth Chorus: Guru Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge You may not know the harships people don't speak of It's best to step back, and observe with couth For we all must meet our moment of truth Verse Two: Guru Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere Why do bad things happen, to good people? Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin to think such problems can arise from minor confrontations Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guy Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate the anxieties that I wish I could alleviate But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other ****, before So I oughta be able, to withstand some more But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind And now some skanless mother****ers wanna take what's mine But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes So like they say, every dog has it's day And like they say, God works in a mysterious way So I pray, remembering the days of my youth As I prepare to meet my moment of truth ("You should know the truth And the truth shall set you free" --> from _Who's Gonna Take the Weight?_) Verse Three: Guru Yo I got one lyric pointed at your head for start Another one, is pointed at your weak *** heart Now if I pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black nine, I mack dimes Crack the spines of the fake gangsters Yeah the bitin triflin niggaz, and the studio pranksters Yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain G? Or will you be looked upon strangely? I reign as the articulator, with the greater data Revolvin on the TASCAM much doper than my last jam While others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphots I explore more, to expose the core A lot of MC's, act stupid to me And we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity But anyway it's just another day Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display Styles, smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove it You dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it The king of monotone, with my own throne Righteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclones Stormin your hideout, blockin out your sunlight Your image and your business, were truly not done right Throw up your he-Allah-I now, divine saviors You got no hand skills there's no security to save ya No pager, no celly, no drop top Benz-y I came to bring your phone hip-hop, to an ending My art of war will leave you sore from the abuse Cause you must meet your moment of truth |
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| Phil-ZNR | Dec 28 2004, 11:11 AM Post #17 |
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Exist To Exit - Arch Enemy Living in the shadows Crawling in the dark Another face - you will never see Another voice - you will never hear Erase my mortal shell To feed my dying soul Morbid glory shines on me I will leave my mark You will know When I go You will see Exist to exit Suicide - Escape oblivion Kiss the blade of sharp, cold steel The perfect day for my final exit Hold your breath when I die Art, action, reincarnation Evolution through ritual death Reborn as an infamous legend Forever immortal, post-mortem fame |
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| Necromantic | Dec 29 2004, 07:59 AM Post #18 |
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Reverence Lost
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"Accidents"-Alexisonfire I'm not sure what's worse The waiting or the waiting room "You're next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you Recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant Your God is a two door elevator Do they even cure you? (Cut me open drug me) Or is it just to humor us before we die (Repair all my defects) If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa whoa whoa...) We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa whoa whoa...) Whoa whoa whoa... Lets redefine [6x] What it means to heal Do they even cure you? (Cut me open drug me) Or is it just to humor us before we die (Repair all my defects) If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa whoa whoa...) We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa whoa whoa...) Whao whoa whoa... I cant find any Arkangel Lyrics :'( |
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| Phil-ZNR | Dec 29 2004, 08:09 AM Post #19 |
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http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&lr=&q=A...ics&btnG=Search ?
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| Necromantic | Dec 29 2004, 08:17 AM Post #20 |
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Reverence Lost
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<.< thank you ![]() Within the Walls of Babylon-Arkangel Immersed in a sea of pain, chained to a lifetime agony. Existence becomes a thron stuck in the side of the innocents. Born different destined to suffer. A throne unsurped by man for a kingdom played with tyranny, malicious, vile, mercyless. Modernity devours the children of earth disgraced. Before humanity's demented eyes, driven by sickness civilization indulges in suicidal madness. Within the walls of babylon, wickedness is rampant, and snakes crawls under virgin skin. I seek a moral elevation, to salvage hopes of paradise, no more cupidity but altruismo restore harmony. Under a red sky of dying nature, laments of the dead praise revolution. Tears of the victimized, flow into a sea of despair. |
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| malory | Dec 29 2004, 01:08 PM Post #21 |
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<3 Boulevard of Broken Dreams-Green Day I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's only me and I walk alone I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk alone I walk alone, I walk alone I walk alone, I walk alone Stay Together for the Kids-Blink 182 It's hard to wake up When the shades have been pulled shut This house is haunted It's so pathetic It makes no sense at all. I'm ripe with things to say The words rot and fall away. If a stupid poem could fix this home I'd read it every day. So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost. It's not right Their anger hurts my ears Been running strong for seven years Rather than fix the problems, they never solve them It makes no sense at all I see them every day We get along so why can't they? If this is what he wants and this is what she wants Then why is there so much pain? So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost It's not right So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost It's not right I Miss You-Blink 182 Hello there the angel from my nightmare The shadow in backround of the morgue The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley We can live like Jack and Sally if we want Where you can always find me And we'll have Halloween on Christmas And in the night we'll wish this never ends We'll wish this never end Where are you and I'm so sorry I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you And hear your voice of treason Will you come home and stop this pain tonight stop this pain tonight Don't waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head(6x) I miss you miss you |
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| National Panic! | Dec 29 2004, 01:38 PM Post #22 |
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Polly - Nirvana Polly wants a cracker Think i should get off her first Think she wants some water To put out the blow torch It isn't me IHave a seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You've been told I promise you I've been true Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asked me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few It isn't me Have a seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You've been told I promise you I've been true Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself Polly said Polly said her back hurts She's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard It amazes me the will of instinct It isn't me Have a seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You've been told I promise you I've been true Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To please myself! Drain You - Nirvana One baby to another says I'm lucky to have met you. I don't care what you think unless it is about me. It is now my duty to completely drain you. A travel through a tube and end up in your infection. Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth. In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you. With eyes so dilated I've became your pupil. You've taught me everything without a poison apple. The water is so yellow I'm a healthy student. Indebted and so grateful. Vacuum out the fluids. Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth. In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you. You! You! You! You! You! One baby to another says I'm lucky to have met you. I don't care what you think unless it is about me. It is now my duty to completely drain you. A travel through a tube and end up in your infection. Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth. In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you. All My Life - Foo Fighters All my life I've been searching for something Something never comes never leads to nothing Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close Closer to the prize at the end of the rope All night long I dream of the day When it comes around then it's taken away Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most The feeling comes to life when I see your ghost Come down don't you resist You have such a delicate wrist And if I give it a twist Something to hold when I lose my breath Will I find something in that So give me just what I need Another reason to bleed ONE BY ONE hidden up my sleeve ONE BY ONE hidden up my sleeve Hey don't let it go to waste I love it but I hate the taste Weight keeping me down [x2] Will I find a believer Another one who believes Another one to deceive Over and over down on my knees If I get any closer And if you open up wide And if you let me inside On and on I've got nothing to hide On and on I've got nothing to hide Hey don't let it go to waste I love it but I hate the taste Weight keeping me down [x2] All my life I've been searching for something Something never comes never leads to nothing Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close Closer to the prize at the end of the rope All night long I dream of the day When it comes around then it's taken away Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most The feeling comes to life when I see your ghost And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one [x8, then x4 but yelling] Hey don't let it go to waste I love it but I hate the taste Weight keeping me down [x2] [yelling] Done done and on to the next one Done I'm done and I'm On to the next. |
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| Necromantic | Dec 29 2004, 04:02 PM Post #23 |
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Reverence Lost
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Day of Apocalypse-Arkangel I hear the trumpets of the apocalypse announcing the end of man, so please end this exploitation, exploitation... Thou shall not poison the earth. Essence of all existence for with her. We fall along into the abyss of avidity. Sealing our destiny with a kiss of death. Defense of innocent life is my declaration. Retribution, humanity harvests destruction. Ad we have shown desolation. desolation.. Vision of apocalypse complete devastation. Final Judgment falls upon us as we reap the land. When mother earths lifeforce depletes, action must me taken to free the world from its sickness. Action for justice leads to freedom. Action for justice ... Scorched landscape burned to ashes. Original state of balance forever lost. Creation of nature is drowned into concrete. Oblivion embraces paradise while helpless species die. We forge this world into an hell. Industrial madness consumes gaia. Witness the demise of life under the siege of inhumanity. Breathless mother helpless she dies... |
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| leviathan | Dec 29 2004, 04:10 PM Post #24 |
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Slipknot-Opium Of The People Watch those idiosyncrasies Watch all the idiots fall on me Running out of ways to get outta the way Take another shot just to stay the same But I need some balance - Back it off Fill your lungs 'til it makes you cough Tell me everything's gonna be alright 'Cause I don't think I'll make it through tonight The only way - Is all the way Oh - my - God It's judgement day and I'm not prepared Everybody out there's running scared So - Take a little bit off the top I don't care, just make it stop I won't give another soul... to you I won't give another life... to you You have to stop Stop! Do one thing and say something cryptic But the styles always clash One thing I know for sure The hypothetical won't work anymore One wrong move and they will pound! My nails are tight inside my wrists This sacrament is sacrilege and sentimental Deity experimental - Faith is accidental I won't give another soul... to you I won't give another life... to you I won't give another thought... to you I won't give anymore of my hope... to you Weezer-H**h Pipe I can’t help my feelings, I’ll go out of my mind These players come to get me ’cause they’d like my behind I can’t love my business if I can’t get a trick Down on santa monica where tricks are for kids Oh, come on and kick me Oh, come on and kick me Come on and kick me You’ve got your problems I’ve got my @$$ wipe You’ve got your big cheese I’ve got my h**h pipe I can’t help my boogies they get out of control I know that you don’t care but I want you to know The knee-stocking flavor is a favorite treat Of men that don’t bother with the taste of a teat Oh, come on and kick me Oh, come on and kick me Come on and kick me You’ve got your problems I’ve got my @$$ wipe You’ve got your big cheese I’ve got my h**h pipe I’ve got my h**h pipe Oh, come on and kick me Oh, come on and kick me Come on and kick me You’ve got your problems I’ve got my @$$ wipe You’ve got your big cheese I’ve got my h**h pipe I’ve got my h**h pipe I’ve got my h**h pipe I’ve got my h**h pipe |
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| Necromantic | Dec 29 2004, 04:16 PM Post #25 |
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Reverence Lost
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Scornful Of The Motives And Virtue Of Others-Shai Hulud Rest assured... This is sincere. This is true. Let this be my writ of misanthropy To a thankless world of men Who have perfected nothing. Save the art of accusation. ~ Woe is he that feels compelled to pen. Even one word of hatred. I know the hate within passion With which I love is a travesty. Let this writ acknowledge these facts. ~ How I miss the warmth of red blood... The color of pitch is cold and hard, And its merciless to the tenderhearted. How I miss the strength of red blood... Its susceptibility to burn jet, And the might to withstand a brutal scorching. How I have learned to wield this scorched, jet blood To the gross advantage... This blood must not go to waste. All is not yet lost. Take these words of blood ill-tempered. Take these words and Lut deep. Lacerate the soiled flesh. Impact the brittle bone. And we all will bleed together. May this blood pave the way to solution.. ~ We have all been so wrong - Conditioned to accept and approve of substandard Communication and behavior. Reason is clouding, Hearts are hardening, And the result is murder. This age is grave bound, Likewise its aging successors. Aging, all the while, descending - Developing an even more insatiable thirst for chaos. Life among hyenas and asps under vultures That pick at the corpses of the fallen. And man will continue to suffer unto itself Until some stand to rally the fray by firm example. Chaos must succumb to order Lest these days be numbered. ~ I cannot contribute to disarray. I simply cannot relate. Let this be my act of defiance. Let this be my refusal to fit in. Let this be my writ of anthropy... |
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| Demockracy | Dec 29 2004, 10:42 PM Post #26 |
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<3 for that My Goddess - the Exies My Goddess I was knee deep in a sick love I was cross eyed under your drug Schizo savior, mad messiah Fatal worship you inspired Gone, I don’t believe in you now I’ve seen too much I don’t believe in you now My Goddess You were counting on a freefall You laid your bet I would lose all Chalk up one less crucifixion I kicked that sick, old addiction Down, I don’t believe in you now I’ve seen too much I don’t believe in you now My Goddess Now you see what you get when you lose yourself What you get when you don’t know who you are when you don’t know who you are My Goddess |
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| Killuh | Dec 29 2004, 11:02 PM Post #27 |
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Fortunate Son-CCR Some folks are born made to raise the flag ooh they're red white 'n blue and when the band plays Hail to the Chief, ohh they point that cannon at you, lord It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one Sorry if it's wrong, I recited it from memory. |
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| Necromantic | Dec 30 2004, 02:35 AM Post #28 |
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Reverence Lost
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"Only Our Faces Hide"-Beloved We drive to keep our consicence clear Imagine closure seeking deep into the air. Our loss is not gaining new ground at all. I fight this everyday against this ever-changing face I fight you everyday against your ever-changing face. With a fresh sense of purpose and direction we cannot hide now from ourselves, in disguises all our own. Still we can't escape at all. We run from things that can be seen But if we would close our eyes we would see the real threat against us. I won't run from this world. Only our faces hide the quiet defeat inside. Only our faces show reflections of so much more. |
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| Wiedle | Dec 30 2004, 02:44 AM Post #29 |
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To the tune of "Santa Clause is Coming to Town" He robbes you when your sleeping He stabs when your awake He drags his fat *** down town And creates a huge earthquake You better watch out You better start crying You better start runnin I'm tellin you why- Santa Clause is gunning you down! My friend Jessie made that up out of nowhere. :guns: |
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| leviathan | Dec 30 2004, 06:03 AM Post #30 |
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XD Good song Nitrous. Good Charlotte-Predictable Something isn't right, I can feel it again, feel it again. This isn't the first time, That you left me waiting. Sad excuses and false hopes high, I saw this coming, still I don't know why, I let you in. I knew it all along, You're so predictable. I knew something would go wrong... (Something's going wrong...) So you don't have to call, Or say anything at all. You're so predictable... (So predictable...) So take your empty words, Your broken promises. And all the time you stole, Cause I am done with this. I could give it away, give it away, I'm doing everything I should've. And now I'm making a change, I'm living today. I'm giving back what you gave me, I don't need anything. I knew it all along, You're so predictable. I knew something would go wrong... (Something's going wrong...) So you don't have to call, Or say anything at all. You're so predictable... (So predictable...) Now everywhere I go, Everyone I meet, Every time I try to fall in love, They all want to know why I'm so broken. Why I am I so cold, Why I'm so hard inside. Why am I scared? What am I afraid of? I don't even know, this story's never had an end. I've been waiting, I've been searching, I've been hoping, I've been dreaming you would come back, But I know the ending of this story. And you're never coming back, Never... Never, never, never, never... Never, never, never, never... Never, never, never, never... I knew it all along, You're so predictable. I knew something would go wrong... (Something's going wrong...) So you don't have to call, Or say anything at all. So predictable... (So predictable...) Everywhere I go for the rest of my life, Everyone I love, (So predictable...) Everyone I care about, They're all gonna want to know what's wrong with me And I know what it is... (So predictable...) What it is is right now. |
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