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Very Superstitious by Stevie Wonder

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ESham The Unholy (Feat. Voilent J)

Muther fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious
But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes
P-P-P-POW with the wicked shit p-p-p-pow
Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt
P-p-p-pow its the truest p-p-p-pow
Who in Soopa Villians illin p-p-p-pow
P-p-p-pow ima blow your mouth all the way out
So when somebody stand behind you they can look out your mouth
P-p-p-pow time to make another million
P-p-p-pow purple pushin bubble stealin
P-p-p-pow show me murder ima show thee the cause
That PCP be havin me im breakin laws in my drawers
P-p-p-pow boogie woogie bang bang dont stop
P-p-p-pow in sync when the glock go pop
P-p-p-pow dead body boys rollin along
I brings it home and my momma help me bury the bones
P-p-p-pow you cant stop me now im out on the prowl
P-p-p-pow to the judge if im ever on trial
P-p-p-pow ima snatch your fuckin kidney out your stomach
Make you vomit hit the tonic like sonic and get demonic baby
You cant play me
You cant play me bitch
You cant play me
You cant play me bitch
**chorus**
P-p-p-pow if you dress up like Osama Bin Laden
P-p-p-pow to them days when niggas was picken cotton
P-p-p-pow spittin voodoo on a roller coaster look at me now
Esham and J we thought you knew like you supposed to baby wow
P-p-p-pow make your body rottin p-p-p-pow
For plottin to put your ass out the gate forever forgotten
P-p-p-pow tongue black eyes red cause we walk with the dead
And if we hit your probly pissed we take a piece of your head
P-p-p-pow my styles big bad wolf blow your house down
P-p-p-pow Acid rain on the whole underground
P-p-p-pow Soopa Villians on the East Side im reppin the West
Im in the vest but i would push you with the coushins to bed
Blowin on the neighborhood goosh
Because its the best shit smoked by the whole damn crew
P-p-p-pow with Monoxide rollin around
We pickin Rudy up in Purple Prince and Pacy parkin P-p-p-p-pow
You cant play me
You cant play me bitch
You cant play me
You cant play me bitch
Now let me tell you this while the clock is still tickin
These niggas still trippin bitch still lickin dick in
I slipped another clip in you step to me im rippin
Bullets your flesh rippin your bloody body be trippin
See back in Detroit i be like always dippin
Sound with psychopathic and im still transistin
Im pullin to your cranium you non exsistent
My gat be on fire like the horse from Detroit Pistons
**chorus**

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Murder rap at its best.

:cool:

Foo Fighters - Times Like These

I am a one way motorway
I’m the one that drives away
Then follows you back home
I am a street light shining
I’m a wild light blinding bright
Burning off alone

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

I Am the Walrus is the best...love whoever posted that...

Tool - Opiate

Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow,
what you need is someone strong to use you..
like me,
like me.

If you want to get your soul to heaven,
trust in me .
Don't judge or question.
You are broken now ,
but faith can heal you.
Just do everything I tell you to do.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
Let me lay my holy hand upon you.

My Gods will
becomes me.
When he speaks out,
he speaks through me.
He has needs
like I do.
We both want
to rape you.

Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life.
Open my eyes and blind me with your light
and your lies.

Tool - Lateralus

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going...

[WITHTEETH]

I've been listening to Flaming Lips alot lately, my favorite song is "Fight Test". They have great lyrics and a nice ambient sound to them. I highly recommend their new album. :)

Great Tool songs. I am partial to "Prison Sex" and "Stinkfist" myself. Maynard James Keenan is a genius. Here's some of the best of his lines from "Eulogy" on the Aenima album...

You claimed all this time
That you would die for me
Why then are you
so surprised
When you hear
your own eulogy

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say

Jump down
Get off your fu**ing cross
And leave the fu**cking space
To nail the next one up....


(*at the beginning of the song is the sound of metal tapping. One of my friends swears it is supposed to remind you of the sound of crucifying someone. :P

aenima delisciousness mmm....oh and I'm listening to some awesome Clutch right now...spacegrass.

Burning Angel - Arch Enemy
Album: Wages of Sin

Dark shadows from above
Ravens fly, obliterate the sun
It's a sign of the devil
He will come for his servant tonight
These are dark times
Suspicious minds breed like rats
Guardians of corrupt morality
Spreading their filthy lies

Am I to burn?
I have not sinned
Burn at the stake
Innocent blood that can never be washed clean

The flames of ignorance (I love this line)
Grow higher and higher
Licking my flesh, burning my soul
The raven laughing in the moon
These are dark times
Suspicious minds breed like rats
Guardians of corrupt morality
Spreading their filthy lies again

Am I to burn?
I have not sinned
Burn at the stake
Innocent blood that can never be washed clean

Am I to burn?
I have not sinned
Burn at the stake
Innocent blood that can never be washed clean

darwinfish wrote

aenima delisciousness mmm....oh and I'm listening to some awesome Clutch right now...spacegrass.

I like their song "One Zero" (I think that's it...) They are in pretty high rotation on my XM satellite radio right now.

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darwinfish wrote

aenima delisciousness mmm....oh and I'm listening to some awesome Clutch right now...spacegrass.

I just got turned on to Clutch. Awesome! (but not in the biblical way)

:D

woot! I have found clutch fans!

Twiztid - We Don't Die -

We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with heart
But is cold as ice and broken twice
Now I walk with an axe
Dressed in all jet black with contacts
Straight maniac
Warlock, Samhain and Salem's Lot
Sand through the hour glass ticking of the clock

If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious thing on the market since date rape
We the dead
We don't explain or feel pain, beserko
Keep it underground to maintain
Bitch you better checknuts
I'm doing voodoo in 66 in 6 months
Ridin' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it's like that

Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

Coming up outta the ground
From the underground tunnel of dirt
Keep away from the mainstream lover
Just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
Can't hurt?
What bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press?
With a bitch name tattoed on your chest
Me and muthafuckin' madrox, hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people who don't get the point
We dont die

Uh huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless on how you feel
Freek shit
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics
As long as y'all rock this we won't quit
We do it all for y'all, I mean that shit
Everyone of y'all means everything to me
We breathe for y'all, that's why we call it the family

Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

It's hard to explain the element my
Self inflicted pain
Were not positive, and upliftin'
Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit
What I live what I breath
Casted out Mutant X like his disease
Still trying to ban our sound
Cuz supposedly it would be resurrecting
The dead from under hollow ground

You in the dead zone, 10 points for us
You smellin' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust
Plus, you can't trust him
But I can bust him in half
Sit back and laugh at all the shit I did
Can you do that?
Could you school that?
Better yet, I'm a wigged serial killa
Type war death
Freekshow, different from the rest
But I, love it though
Put you to the test

[x4]
Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

K-Os Man I Used To Be

I tried it, I couldn't fight it
Now I just wanna get back to me
ohh baby, hoo hoo
Back into the man I used to be

Things that I said I wouldn't do, I did 'em
Secrets below the surface of truth I hid 'em
This man kind is past, but can he erase
The tears of a million years is human race
Of animals, that talk and walk upright
Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night
Flowing the planet, trying to find missing links
Like the men we used to be and are we suppose to think?
Mysteries, maybe not
It's getting hot, we better configure the plot, but
I hold a pen with the grip so tight
That I squeeze the ink onto the page, and write a song for the people
Came up from the underground, now I write above on a hovercraft sound
This microphone, like an amphetamine
Keeping me clean, speaking in dreams
So nature can intervene, just for a scene

I walk a long path alone, my feet hurt
Lost some friends along the way
I went to church, I tried everything
From leaving my body, to watching the birds sing
For hours, so I could feel heavenly powers
Had been across the universe and inside of flowers
But what is it worth, I’m still just a man on the earth
Rappers are acting like man tan
Can I be candid, I can't stand it
Rap bandit, got heaven acting frantic
I wanna swing my sword decapitate

But what is a man if he acts like an ape
So I sit back, planning my great escape
Load up my EPS and peruse my record crate
The man I used to be, I can only see by looking beyond me
So what is reality, I don't know

I tried it, I couldn't fight it
Now I just wanna get back to me
Ohh baby, hoo hoo
Back into the man I used to be

Oops, wrong song
You know what
I woke up in the morning
I took a trip to the corner store
That's when I heard my calling
But I’d never heard the voice of truth before
So I kept on walking
Pretending I didn't see
Walked by a window and my reflection said to me
You could try all the same
But you'll never know this mystery
There's no pilot on your plane
So you're not the man you used to be
Try all the game, but you'll never know this mystery
When your pie has no plate
Said you're the man you used to be seen

Holla and ya holla, you follow you fall
Ya holler and ya holla, you follow you fall

Yo, microphones get ripped holding us back
K dash rocking it out, rocking the cold style
Making it up, go along singing my song
Woke up, in the early morn didn't know what was going on
Whatever, I don't really know
Flows like an immaculate goat what up, whatever

Miss Kittin – Requiem for a Hit

Show me your tits, and lets make a hit

I'll beat that bitch with a hit
I'll beat that bitch with a hit
I'll beat I'll beat I'll beat I'll beat
I'll beat that bitch with a hit

Euhm... Excuse me oh... Would you mind to... Pump?

I'll beat that bitch with a hit
I'll beat that bitch with a hit
I'll beat I'll beat I'll beat I'll beat
I'll beat that bitch with a hit (X5)

Brake, stop stop stop for a second.
Yooooow, ow yeah break it down like that, break it down to just...
break it down again what you just did, I like that
Yeah, tell you about the melody, my big ass boots, the BIATCHES

What you're gonna do for me
Compress me or undress me
Equalize me finalize me
Pump me pimp and untie me
Show me oh show me
How you dig that shit
And beat this bitch with a hit

I'll beat this bitch with a hit...