I'm big on Public Enemy - This demonstrates 'Da Art of StoryTellin' " Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos I got a letter from the government The other day I opened and read it It said they were suckers They wanted me for their army or whatever Picture me given' a damn - I said never Here is a land that never gave a damn About a brother like me and myself Because they never did I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute... It occured to me The suckers had authority Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before I contemplated a plan on the cell floor I'm not a fugitive on the run But a brother like me begun - to be another one Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all To criticize me some crime - never the less They could not understand that I'm a Black man And I could never be a veteran On the strength, the situation's unreal I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel They got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin' Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin' 4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well The same mother****er got us livin' is his hell You have to realize - what its a form of slavery Organized under a swarm of devils Straight up - word'em up on the level The reasons are several, most of them federal Here is my plan anyway and I say I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo Some do a bid from 1 to 10 And I never did, and plus I never been I'm on a tier where no tears should ever fall Cell block and locked - I never clock it y'all 'Cause time and time again time They got me servin' to those and to them I'm not a citizen But ever when I catch a C-O Sleepin' on the job - my plan is on go-ahead On the strength, I'ma tell you the deal I got nothin' to lose 'Cause I'm goin' for the steel You know I caught a C-O Fallin' asleep on death row I grabbed his gun - then he did what I said so And everyman's got served Along with the time they served Decency was deserved To understand my demands I gave a warnin' - I wanted the governor, y'all And plus the warden to know That I was innocent - Because I'm militant Posing a threat, you bet it's ****in' up the government My plan said I had to get out and break north Just like with Oliver's neck I had to get off - my boys had the feds in check They couldn't do nuthin' We had a force to instigate a prison riot This is what it takes for peace So I just took the piece Black for Black inside time to cut the leash Freedom to get out - to the ghetto - no sell out 6 C-Os we got we ought to put their head out But I'll give 'em a chance, cause I'm civilized As for the rest of the world, they can't realize A cell is hell - I'm a rebel so I rebel Between bars, got me thinkin' like an animal Got a woman C-O to call me a copter She tried to get away, and I popped her Twice, right Now who wanna get nice? I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go And I'm serious - call me delirious But I'm still a captive I gotta rap this Time to break as time grows intense I got the steel in my right hand Now I'm lookin' for the fence I ventured into the courtyard Followed by 52 brothers Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard Goin' out with a bang Ready to bang out But power from the sky And from the tower shots rang out A high number of dose - yes And some came close Figure I trigger my steel Stand and hold my post This is what I mean - an anti-****** machine If I come out alive and then they won't - come clean And then I threw up my steel bullets - flew up Blew up, who shot... What, who, the bazooka was who And to my rescue, it was the S1Ws Secured my getaway, so I just gotaway The joint broke, from the black smoke Then they saw it was rougher thatn the average bluffer 'Cause the steel was black, the attitude exact Now the chase is on tellin' you to c'mon 53 brothers on the run, and we are gone
It's so much better, when everyone is in. Are you in? It's so much easier, when sea foam green is in fashion. - Incubus, "Are you in?"
I'm partial to: Tracy Chapman - Fast Car Sting - Fields of Gold John Mayer - No Such Thing The Cure - Lovesong Dammit....these are turning into my fav songs. I'll stop. I'll just leave with u with the funniest lyric ever: "Go read a book you illiterate son of a b**** and step up yo' vocab." -- Bun B from Jay-Z's "Big Pimpin"
Crush - Dave Matthews..mostly because it reminds me so much of my wife Two Step - Dave Matthews -- see above! No Such Thing - John Mayer Every Little Thing She Does is Magic -- Police The Way You Look Tonight - Sinatra That's all I've got right now...I reserve my right to amend or supplement this list as necessary!
I posted this yesterday, but there's always time for a Clerks reset... My love for you is like a truck, BERZERKER! Would you like some making f*ck, BERZERKER! My love for you is ticking clock, BERZERKER! Would you like to suck my c*ck, BERZERKER!
Blue moon, You saw me standing alone, Without a dream in my heart, Without a love of my own. Blue moon, You knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for, Someone I really could care for. And then there suddenly appeared Before me, the only one my arms Will ever hold. I heard somebody whisper "Please Adore me," And when I looked the moon Had tuned to gold! Blue moon, Now I'm no longer alone, Without a dream in my heart, Without a love of my own.
how bout 'detachable penis' by king missle? I woke up this morning with a bad hangover and my penis was missing again. This happens all the time: it's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time: I can leave it home when I think it's going to get me in trouble, or I can rent it out when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of me remember what I did with it. First I looked around my apartment and I couldn't find it so I called up the place where the party was. They hadn't seen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet (because for some reason I leave it there sometimes) but not this time. So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called some other people from the party but they were no help either. I was starting to get desperate. I really don't like being without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak. After a few hours of searching the house and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed. So I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast. Then as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's place where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. He wanted 22 bucks, but I talked him down to 17. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but, I don't know. Even though it's sometimes a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis. its a peachy song yalls should download it. or another song by king missle. 'jesus is way cool'. Jesus was way cool Everybody liked Jesus Everybody wanted to hang out with him Anything he wanted to do, he did He turned water into wine, And if he had wanted to, He could have turned wheat into mar1juana, Sugar into cocaine, Or vitamin pills into amphetamines He walked on the water and swam on the land He would tell these stories and people would listen He was really cool If you were blind, or lame, You just went up to Jesus* And he would put his hands on you and you would be healed That's so cool He could have played guitar better than Hendrix He could have told the future He could have baked the most delicious cake in the world He could have scored more goals than Wayne Gretsky He could have danced better than Barishnikof Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of Jesus told people to eat his body and drink his blood That's so cool Jesus was so cool But then some people got jealous of how cool he was, So they killed him But then he rose from the dead! He rose from the dead, Danced around and went up to heaven I mean, that's so cool Jesus was way cool No wonder there are so many Christians king missle rules
Dear God, hope you got the letter, and... I pray you can make it better down here. I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer but all the people that you made in your image, see them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get enough to eat from God, I can't believe in you Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears and all the people that you made in your image, see them fighting in the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God, I can't believe in you Did you make disease, and the diamond blue? Did you make mankind after we made you? And the devil too... Dear God, don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on a lot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look, and all the people that you made in your image still believing that junk is true. Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God, I can't believe in I don't believe in I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax, and if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon my sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in it's you... Dear God. - XTC, from their Skylarking release
I'm gonna have to go for Redman's "Da Goodness", featuring Method Man. Also a song by Rakim. I'll have to find it later.
"Pig"-Dave Matthews Band Isn't it strange How we move our lives for another day Like skipping a beat What if a great wave should wash us all away Just thinking out loud Don't mean to dwell on this dying thing But looking at blood It's alive right now Deep and sweet within Pouring through our veins Intoxicate moving wine to tears Drinking it deep Then an evening spent dancing It's you and me This love will open our world From the dark side we can see a glow of something bright There's much more than we see here Don't burn the day away Is this not enough This blessed sip of life Is it not enough Staring down at the ground Oh then complain and pray more from above Greedy little pig Stop just watch your world trickle away Oh it's your problem now It'll all be dead and gone in a few short years Just love will open our eyes Just love will put the hope in our minds Much more than we could ever know Don't burn the day away Come sister my brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet I'm saying open up And let the rain come pouring in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while you're dancing on the ground Don't think of when you're gone Love! love!? what more is there? We need the light of love in here Don't beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But that's ok Just look for love in it Don't burn the day away Look Here are we On this starry night staring into space And I must say I feel as small as dust Lying down here What point could there be troubling Head down wondering what will become of me Why concern we cannot see But no reason to abandon it Time is short but that's all right Maybe I'll go in the middle of the night Take your hands from your eyes, my love Everything must end some time Don't burn the day away Come sister My brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet I'm saying open up And let the rain come flooding in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while you're dancing on the ground Don't think of when you're gone Love! love!? what more is there? We need the light of love in here Don't beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But that's ok Just look for love in it
Since I'm on a liquid diet for 3 more days Reverend Horton Heat "Eat Steak" Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear? Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood. Cowpokes'll come from a near and far When you throw a few rib-eyes on the fire Roberto Duran ate two before a fight 'Cause it gave a lot of mighty men a lot of mighty might Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear? Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood. Eat meat, eat meat, filet mignon Eat meat, eat meat, ear it all day long Eat a few T-bones till you get your fill Eat a new york cut, hot off the grill Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear? Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood. Eat a cow, eat a cow 'cuase it's good for you Eat a cow, eat a cow it's the thing that goes "Mooooo" Look at all the cows in the slaughterhouse yeard Gotta hit'em in the head, gotta hit'em real hard First you gotta clean'em then the butcher cuts'em up Throws it on a scale throws an eyeball in a cup Saw a big Brangus Steer standing right over there So I rustled up a fire cooked him medium rare Bar-B-Q'ed his brisket, a roasted his rump Fed my dog that ol' Brangus Steer's hump Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear? Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
John Lennon-Imagine Beatles-Let it be, Octopus's Garden, With a little help from my friends Bruce Springsteen-Streets of Philadelphia, Thunder Road Pink Floyd-Wish you were here, Hey you Dave Matthews Band-#41, Crush Green Day-Good Riddance(Time of your life) (Heard so many covers of this song that I wasn't sure, but I have to credit it to...)Ben E. King-Stand by me
I went downtown I saw Miss Brown She had brown sugar All over her booga wooga I think I might join the fun, But I had to hit and run, I just can't settle down, In the kinky part of town I went down to Picadilly Circus Down there I saw Marcus He had on candy tar, All over his chocolate bar I think I might join the fun, But I had to hit and run, See I can't settle down, In the kinky part of town
You didn't have to love me But you did but you did but you did And I thank you You didn't have to squeeze me But you did but you did but you did And I thank you
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have To stand naked. An' though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy Insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not fergit That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to. Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer's pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally Life sometimes Must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards False gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Anything from Counting Crows... <B>Round Here </B> <i>Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying through the door I hear her crying Why? I don't know Chorus Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis and she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus she parks her car outside of my house takes her clothes off says she's close to understanding Jesus she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous Chorus: Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice like lambs Round here she's slipping through my hands Sleeping children better run like the wind out of the lightning dream Mama's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning She says "it's only in my head" She says "Shhh I know it's only in my head" But the girl on the car in the parking lot says "Man you should try to take a shot can't you see my walls are crumbling?" Then she looks up at the building and says she's thinking of jumping She says she's tired of life she must be tired of something Round here she's always on my mind Round here hey man got lots of time Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late I can't see nothing.. nothing round here will you catch if I'm falling will you catch me if I'm falling will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you I said I'm under the gun around here I'm innocent I'm under the gun around here and I can't see nothing nothing round here</i>
Snoop Dog : Gin & Juice With so much drama in the L-B-C It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass **** like every single day May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home I got b****es in the living room gettin it on and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin) So what you wanna do, sheeeit I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too So turn off the lights and close the doors But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah! So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to this Chorus: Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Verse Two: Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this types of ****, happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G I got the cultivating music that be captivating he who listens, to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street and get to mackin to this b**** named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that b****) Eighty degrees, when I tell that b**** please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze beeeitch, I'm just Chorus Verse Three: Later on that day My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke ****, this ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin Dre got some b****es from the city of Compton To serve me, not with a cherry on top Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be Chorus Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!) Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind] Dr. Dre : Nothing But A 'G Thing Snoop: One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre are at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up [Cuase you know we 'bout had to rip **** up] Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay! Two loc'ed out G's so we're craaaaazay! Death Row is the label that paaaaays me! Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this [Hell yeah] But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understand From a young G's perspective And before me dig out a b**** I have ta' find a contraceptive You never know she could be earnin' her man, And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man Now you know I ain't wit that ****, Lieutenant Ain't no p***y good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it Now that's realer than real-deal Holyfield And now all you hookas and ho's know how I feel Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this and like that and like this and uh Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom Dr Dre: Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in' But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin' Now it's time for me to make my impression felt So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt You never been on a ride like this befo' With a producer who can rap and control the maestro At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick You know, and I know, I flow some ol funky **** To add to my collection, the selection Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke If ya' do, ya' have no clue O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill, 'til the next episode Snoop: Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P D O double G Y D O double G ya' see Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in a mood for some motha****in' G **** So Dre. [What up Dogg?] We gotta give 'em what dey want [What's that, G?] We gotta break 'em off somethin' [Hell yeah] And it's gotta be bumpin' [City of Compton!] It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attention Mobbin like a motha****a but I ain't lynchin Droppin' the funky **** that's makin the sucka *****z mumble When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked My motha****in homie Doggy Dogg has my back Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin' But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm straight trippin' And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down And if your b****es talk ****, I have ta' put the smack down Yeah, and ya' don't stop I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawn C O M P T O N, and the city they call Long Beach Puttin' the strength together Like my homey D.O.C., no one can do it better Like this, that and this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and we ain't got no love for those So jus' chill, 'til the next episode
The world has turned and left me here just where i was before you appeared and in your place an empty space has filled the void behind my face I just made love to your sweet memory one thousand times in my head you said you loved it more than ever. YOu said, you remained, turned away, turning further everyday. I talk for hours to your wallet photograph and you just listening you laughed enchanted by my intellect, you said do you believe what i sing now?
Roc Paint Look-out, Im comin atcha.. Im like a pit, say sickem I'll attack ya.. You try to run, but you know Im fasta.. Don't waste your time, kneel for the masta.. K-DOG
