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Icp - How many times

(Chorus)

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?

Now what the fuck does that do?

Ya feel better now?

I didn't let ya pass

How about I stop my car, and beat your fucking ass?

How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?

Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife

Fucking drunk, swinging his fists about

Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out

How many times will I sit in a hot car?

Traffic jam, been sitting for a fucking hour

Must be an accident, I hope nobody died

Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side

Dumb gawkers roll and they creep slow

Hoping they can see a mangled body show

Some park, and stand there and watch it all

With their kids, they point, and fucking stare (and just look)

I remember one time I was pulled over

Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over

People watching, hoping that he shoots me

I just wanted to choke their fucking heads

(Chorus)

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I wait in a line?

It's three-thirty, I fucking got here at nine

I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute

Why am I here?

To pay a fucking parking ticket

The lady at the counter acts like a fucking bitch

No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit

I'm getting pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it

Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket

How many times will a crackhead smoke crack

And ask me for some money cause he wants crack

Give him money, again, he's coming back

Walk away, and here's another, "Gimme some crack"

How many time will a kid give a dirty look?

A little punk-ass bitch trying to be a crook

I wrote the book, I was out robbing liquor stores

When you were just a nut stain in your momma's drawers

(Chorus)

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will you steal my car stereo?

It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't you?

I vacuum all the fucking glass off from my seat

I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek

How many times did I walk in, and just sit?

And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit

Learning history and science, fucking wait

Knowing that, will that put food on my plate?

Yeah, can I walk into McDonalds, up to the counter

And tell them you can make limestone from gunpowder

Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?

Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fucking lip

How many times will a judge decide my fate?

Who is he? A bitch, nothing great

He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife

Plays with his balls and judges my life!

(Chorus)

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

"And who the fuck is he?

He judges my life"

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Artist: Thirstin Howl III f/ Master Fuol

Album: Skillionaire

Song: Still Live With My Moms

Typed by: verbalhothead@hotmail.com

Thirstin Howl

Yo, I don't come from the suburbs and a big house,

with a backyard and a front lawn and all that

I never lived in a condo

Yo, I... I ain't even out on my own yet!

I'ma keep it real on the strength..

Ref

I still live with my moms (livin' with my moms)

This is for the heads that still live with they moms

I live with my moms

(live with my moms)

I can't even front I still live with my moms

[still livin' with my moms]

(livin' with my moms)

A lot of Brooklyn heads still live with they moms

live with my moms (livin' with my moms)

[A grown ass man and] still live with my moms

Master Fuol

Yo... yo, yo, yo fuck that!

yo as far as I know, straight up and down. Momma do the laundry,

momma pay the bill, momma cook the food,

yo stren'fth, I ain't going no where!

Thirstin Howl

{Nigga's trying to fuck me while his mom's home}

Free rent, light, gas and phone

A momma's boy even though my ass is grown

Got the same bedroom, since third grade

Still be living here when I'm eight hundred and eighty eight

Master Fuol

The only woman a man can trust

Even my uncle still lives with my grand-ma

My baby mother, knows that I know

If I move in with her, {you'd be calling Tyrone}

I'm never moving out of my mother's house

{Not even for these candy pannies that dissole in your mouth}

Not even if you gargled by the ounce

And couldn't make bottles disappear to entertain crowds

{yo what's all that for? you disrespecting me? you lucky your ass ain't move

in with me! I would've ripped up all your shit!}

Stupid, tell me something I didn't know.

Ref

That's why I still live with my moms {you live with your moms?}

I can't even front I still live with my moms

I live with my moms {you livin' with your moms?}

Another Brooklyn head who lives with his mom

I live with my moms {livin' with your moms?}

{Sorry ass nigga still livin' with yo moms}

still livin' with my moms, I live with my moms

{He livin' with his mom} [a grown ass man] {still livin' with his mom}

Thirstin Howl

I ain't ashamed, I ain't ashamed....

Shout out, to my niggas in Comp-ton

Who still live with they moms and fight they brothers for the top bunk

I always say I'm moving out this year

But it'll be sooner if welfare finds out I live here

Yo it's cheap by my place

I ain't scared to open bills cuz non of them in my name

Got kicked out, my mom said I could move back

If I prove that I didn't steal my sister's food stamps

Every parent's panic

Is to have they little boy with a prison mailing address

She said, my rep, is not in question

As long as she was one that gave me the boxing lessons

So I throw out the garbage and wash the dishes

And I can't go outside without my mom's permission

Even though my flow is uncomparable

I'm an unsigned hype with no where else to go

Master Fuol

yo, yo hold on, hold on

what...why you tell 'em all your business for man?

Thirstin Howl

I ain't ashamed

Master Fuol

What if your moms really kicked you out man, then what'chu goin' do?

Thirstin Howl

I'll go move in with my pops!

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Icp - Mad Professor

He He He

Oh shit he's here

Hi

Uhh how ya doing?

Is this the right place for that furniture ahh

Yeah sure is come on in

Pretty nice place here you got here cobwebs are a nice touch

So that's the couch eh?

Yeah we got some um take a look at the upholstery right there

That's pretty fucking nice I haven't seen

Whoa you all right there

Excuse me real apolstry

I ain't seen nothing like that since shit like back in the...

Motherfucka

You want my couch

You mothafucka

I need your motherfucking brain

You can't have my couch

What the fuck you thinking

Now come here you big fat mothafucka get on the table

I was never popular this I'll admit, fuck school

School never liked me, cool

All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead

Make fun of the size of my forehead

But that shit never bothered me

See momma and mother they owned a lot of property

They had a science lab in the basement and that's where my free time

Well were my time was spent

I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked 3 times

Cluck Cluck Cluck, then it was dead

I made a lot of things cool

Like a frog with a turkey neck it was the shit, yeah

But I'm still lonely I need a homie

So I collected limbs and made me a zombie

I could have made me a girlie friend

But fuck that I got my girlie right here... yeah

(Chorus)

You can call me mad professor

I will make a friend for me

You can call me mad professor

We will rule eternity

So this is like where you live

That's right why you don't like it

I mean oh my god it's dirty

Do you like?

Hehe Shut up bitch

Give me your tippie toes

I used some many body parts it was crazy

I killed a whole bunch of motherfucka's like, what 80

They all chipped in on my special friend

Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend

I hear the other children playing outside

"Keep it down you little bitches I'll skin your fucking hide"

Trunks full, this part's whack

Somehow I gotta atach this nut sack

Shit fuck I'm sawing off an elbow

Looking at the meter on my quazar in the low

Or better yet look out the fucking window

I see a storm coming it's all most time to roll

Screw the head on come on, come own

It's the thuggish ruggish Bone

OK it's time, hit the switch turn it up a hert

Fuck, shit, didn't work

(Chorus)

You can call me mad professor

I will make a friend for me

You can call me mad professor

We will rule eternity

Hey

Hey you call for a wrecker

Sure did come on in

I got the truck running outside I'm gonna go ahead

Oww motherfucka what you'd hit me with a fucking frying pan or somthing?

What the fuck bro?

You crazy motherfucka oww that shit hurts

Come here

I'm gonna fuck you up

Get back here

He's trying to kill me

It wasn't always easy let me tell ya

But fuck that uhh cause I ain't no failure

I put the shit with the veins and stuff with that wait a minute

You hear that?

Yeah

It's alive, I just gotta wake it up

Hand me that Rock N Rye

Pour it in the cup

Give it to his ass wait hold up.. pause

I ain't cleaning his draws man, fuck that

Get him set, get him ready it's all most time

Paint his ugly ass face up almost like mine

I see him twitching, I'm on a roll

He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival

Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit

And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit

Did it work you make the call?

"Shaggy ?"

What up Ya'll?

(Chorus)

You can call me mad professor

I will make a friend for me

You can call me mad professor

We will rule eternity

You can call me mad professor

I will make a friend for me

You can call me mad professor

We will rule eternity

You can call me mad professor

I will make a friend for me

You can call me mad professor

We will rule eternity

We will rule eternity

We will rule eternity

We will rule eternity

We will rule eternity

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Artist: Too $hort

Låt: Blowjob Betty

Album: Raw, Uncut & X-Rated

Right about now in the place to be

Too Short baby

Gettin real funky with the motherfuckin dangerous crew bitch

Too Short baby, I'm so hard

Pimpin these hos on the boulevard

But I'm not here to tell you about me

I got a little story about a nasty freak

She'd the kind a girl you think about in bed

Blowjob Betty give 'em real good head

Bust a left nut right nut in her jaw

Sperm on her cheeks is all you saw

She could blow more head than a well blows water

Blowjob Betty make your dick get harder

She's a one of a kind

A hell of a girl

A trip and a half around the world

Catch her gettin busy, bitch wouldn't stop

She's the kind a girl that make your toes pop

Every time I used to see her I would know what's up

Blowjob Betty better blow me up

I remember the day when I first met her

Bitch kinda loose so I knew I'd get her

Walked up to her, said my name is $hort

Just what you've been lookin for

Pimpin's my game

I do it the best

Ho fuck with me she don't get no rest

Well after that, I g'd the freak

I used to stop by and fuck her 'bout twice a week

And from the very first time I went to her house

Walked in the door and stuck my dick in her mouth

$hort dollar get bitches any time I wanna

Got a big dick and lay it right on the tonsils

I only stick it in about half way back

Cuz if I put it all in it bust straight through her neck

Niggas always sayin how they fucked that bitch

But I'm the only nigga that the bitch made rich

Like any other tramp, she loved to fuck

When any motherfucker got nuts to suck

I spit game to the bitch

Just like this

Why you runnin 'round suckin all that dick for no money?

It didn't take long to stay true to the game and get my pimpin' on

But every once in a while you get a stupid ho

Bitch ain't about money and she never know

How to get it

Blowjob Betty was dumb

A fiend for a fuck and a mouth full of cum

She made money for a minute but she loved the sex

So I cut the bitch loose like an old school 'vette

Six months later

I'm still the pimp

I'm still the player

One night at the club she was puttin in work

All you had to to do was step up to her

She was in the bathroom sayin "One at a time"

Wasn't my bitch but she still was fine

So I went in the back room, seen the bitch

Slapped her on the head, said "You ready to switch?"

And to the players out there, instantly

Blowjob Betty started servin' me

Cuz the player I am

Til the day I'm dead

I was sittin on the sink

Gettin some head

It was all so good and much too true

One young freak and the whole damn crew

But then I shot that fatal nut

Must 'a knocked that bitch on her butt

She couldn't even breath she was holdin her throat

Me and my homies just hit the door

My homeboys said "$hort don't worry"

But that next day I read this story

A young girl died just last night

She choked on sperm in her windpipe

It was on her face, her neck and chest

And we're sorry to say there's no suspects

When I saw that

My brain clicked

I bust a nut and killed a bitch

It might sound sick, it might be petty

But you never got sucked by Blowjob Betty

Betty (6x, fading)

[Talking]

Biyatch!

Yea, ho...haha

Y'all niggas don't know though

Artist: Too $hort

Låt: Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches

Album: Raw, Uncut & X-Rated

Baby, check this out

Yea you

I wanna ask you a question

Where is yo ass?

Babby, what happened?

A nigga like me I know what's up

I want a nasty bitch with alotta butt

If I can't find one anywhere

It turns my dreams to nightmares

Baby right there ain't got no ass

But she's OK if she's got cash

Bitches, bitches, bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

I'll tell you 'bout a day that I had

Seen nothin but bitches with no ass

I woke up early feelin shabby

Got juiced up with a big fat Cabby

Cuz every morning you know I have

A big fat Cabby and a nice hot bath

Just soakin, smokin, Sir Too Short

Thinkin about the day before

Thirty minutes after I woke out

I pulled a freak and took her to the house

She was Eleve Young, with alotta butt

She sucked my dick and then we fucked

That good tight pussy, I wouldn't pass

A light-skinned freak with so much ass

At 1 P.M. I was fuckin away

I wanna do the same thing again today

I want bitches, bitches, and more bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The day my story made itself

Every bitch I saw was flat as hell

I told myself I must need glasses

Where's them bitches with the big brown asses

Me and my group just wanna be tough

Freak two bitches then switch 'em up

It was 3:35, the strip was lit

Every two blocks I seen a bitch

But that ain't nuthin but a cat

None of them bitch didn't have no ass

Wait on the bus, some was walkin

Me and my homie just started talkin

I said, oh, she looks good

He said that ass is flat as wood

I said what about Vicky in the black

He said, Short, she's all that

Bitches, bitches, bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The Invasion was on..

Every single day of the week

For every nigga livin there's a freak

If you've got game and a bed

Why not get fucked and get some head

Cuz bitches all over wanna get worked

I just need one with alotta turf

Me and my homie, rollin and smokin

Flat booty bitches took over Oakland

I told my homie, I hate to say

All the bitches with booties stayed home today

And he said Short, what now?

Put the pedal to the metal and hit the B-Town

I thought them bitches out there was fine

But the invasion was on and it fucked my mind

Bitches, bitches, bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

We hit the B-Town like Oakland flares

I knew it, bitches was everywhere

The first one had tits so fat

But that don't work, her ass was flat

The second bitch was flat too

I capped on her like a motherfuckin fool

I said be-atch, I know I'm cappin

Where's your ass, baby what happened

She turned around and capped on me

She said, fuck you nigga, where's your teeth

I damn near fell jumpin out the car

But I slapped that bitch, and slapped her hard

My homie said Short we gots to cut

But I was kickin that bitch and her big flat butt

I kicked her ass, got in the ride

Looked at the bitch and said bye bye

Bitches, bitches, bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The invasion was on..

We parked the car and took a walk

I saw another bitch and I had to talk

I said baby, baby, baby come here

Yea you baby with your long long hair

Baby came over from across the street

She was standin on the corner just talkin to me

I was spittin the game but I talked to fast

Cuz I didn't even notice that big flat ass

Shit, and I was ready to go

We was rollin back to the O

I told that bitch I changed my mind

She looked at me and she said why?

I said I'm Sir Too Short, the Oakland player

I'm not one of them niggas who don't care

It's no thang to do my duty

But not with you and yo flat booty

Flat ain't the date superstar

I could see if you was white, but your black as tar

Bitches, bitches, bitches

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

In the Berkeley temp, what did we find?

Freak after freak with no behind

One long day, I never got in

I'm glad that shit never happened again

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

Damn, I must be dreamin

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

Wake me up 'fore I start screamin

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

What's this world comin to?

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

Where's your ass, what happened to you?

Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches

The invasion is on...

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Bara undrar...eh....VARFÖR?? ;)

Oseriöst svar( fast dock sant): För att man vill visa hur coola låttexter man lyssnar på...

Seriöst svar (sant det också): För att visa andra, ge njutning, skratta, känna gemenskap...

Vars försvann all kärlek?

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artist: Kebabrulle .feat. Obie Trice

låt:Got some cabab

album:The fear of a kebab planet

Oki doki kebab är här.

Nu ska jag visa hur erotisk jag är.

Så nu ska viska i ditt öra.

Mera snuskigt snack ska du få höra.

Jag ska trolla i olika konster.

Kolla bakom er där står ett monster!

(visste inte att obie kunde svenska) :mellow:

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- Beyond the Bounds -

Lyrics : Scott Dolph • Sana

Music : Maki Kirioka

Arrangement : Daisaku Kume

Song : Maki Kimura

Message of the blowing wind

Erasing memories

Stars are the witnesses of our existence

Change is what the world awaits

Could that be peace or war?

The answer no one knows

Trusting the break of dawn

The blue bird flies away

Travelling beyond the bounds

We have to take that step

What are we waiting for? It's now or never

Fear to see "The World to Be"

Is why we hesitate

Repeat the same mistake

Hoping to break new ground

The blue bird flies away

Reaching out to catch the sun

To hold it in our hands

Longing for something strong to hide our weakness

Soon the light may disappear

Nothing is meant to last

Yet we believe our world

Searching for happiness

The blue bird flies away

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-------------Lemon tree------------

I'm sitting here in a boring room

It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon

I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do

I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you

But nothing ever happens, and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car

I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far

I'd like to change my point of view

I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you

But nothing ever happens, and I wonder

I wonder how, I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

I'm turning my head up and down

I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see is just another lemon tree

I'm sitting here, I miss the power

I'd like to go out taking a shower

But there's a heavy cloud inside my head

I feel so tired, put myself into bed

Where nothing ever happens, and I wonder

Isolation, is not good for me

Isolation, I don't want to sit on a lemon tree

I'm stepping around in a desert of joy

Baby anyhow I'll get another toy

And everything will happen, and you'll wonder

I wonder how I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky

And all that I can see is just another lemon tree

I'm turning my head up and down

I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

And I wonder, wonder, I wonder how I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky

And all that I can see

And all that I can see

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

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-------------Lemon tree------------

I'm sitting here in a boring room

It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon

I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do

I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you

But nothing ever happens, and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car

I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far

I'd like to change my point of view

I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you

But nothing ever happens, and I wonder

I wonder how, I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

I'm turning my head up and down

I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see is just another lemon tree

I'm sitting here, I miss the power

I'd like to go out taking a shower

But there's a heavy cloud inside my head

I feel so tired, put myself into bed

Where nothing ever happens, and I wonder

Isolation, is not good for me

Isolation, I don't want to sit on a lemon tree

I'm stepping around in a desert of joy

Baby anyhow I'll get another toy

And everything will happen, and you'll wonder

I wonder how I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky

And all that I can see is just another lemon tree

I'm turning my head up and down

I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

And I wonder, wonder, I wonder how I wonder why

Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky

And all that I can see

And all that I can see

And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree

Haha klassikern!

den där diggade jag jämt när jag var liten..

Coolt säger jag bara! :blink:

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Haha klassikern!

den där diggade jag jämt när jag var liten..

Coolt säger jag bara! -_-

Håller med! Den äger. :D

Här är en som jag har skrivigt själv.

Nerophyte DJ Panic - Mass Confusion

This kind of music.

Can't refuse this.

This kind of music.

This kind of music - usic.

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

Like life is shit and you dont have to ask to do this you just know! (denna var OTROLIGT svår att tyda)

This kind of music.

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

Like life is shit and you dont have to ask to do this you just know!

Thats the new shit!

(*Börjar med dunket*)

Thats the new shit!

This kind of music.

Thats the new shit!

It's like when life is shit and causes life confusion.

(*Dunket avtar*)

Mass confusion!

(*Dunket börjar*)

(Något som jag inte hör) is one of the boys!

This kind of music -usic!

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

Like life is shit and you dont have to ask to do this you just know!

This kind of music -usic!

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

Like life is shit and you dont have to ask to do this you just know!

Thats the new shit!

It's like when life is shit and causes mass confusion.

It's like when life is shit and causes mass confusion.

It's like when life is shit and causes mass confusion.

Attractive movements and people acting stupid!

You never rockies for saushing and you nazizst watch me cause you thinking you got me in this hot seat! You motherfuckers wanna judge me cause you not me! You never stop me at top speed and you pop me!

It's quite, It's quite, It's quite---music

It's quite, It's quite, It's quite fight music

It's quite, It's quite, It's quite---music

It's quite, It's quite, It's quite---music

Fight...

Fight...

Fight...

Fight...

WAOW!

(*Skönt dunk börjar*)

FIGHT!

This kind of music -usic!

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

Like life is shit and you dont have to ask to do this you just know!

This kind of music -usic!

And you get add to do shit!

Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse this!

It's like when life is shit and causes mass confusion.

Attractive movements and people acting stupid!

It's quite---music!

SMAKPROV

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Perrra - Pentiumen

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake!

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, och mircwara, ibland, bland, mircwara ibland, mircwara, är det bästa som finns, när jag spelar min Quake, jag vill ju bara spela min egna Quake!

LADDA NER

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Perrra - Pentiumen

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake!

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, och mircwara, ibland, bland, mircwara ibland, mircwara, är det bästa som finns, när jag spelar min Quake, jag vill ju bara spela min egna Quake!

LADDA NER

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najsig låt! <_<

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Artist: Jean Grae f/ Cannibal Ox

Album: The Bootleg of the Bootleg EP

Song: Swing Blades

[Can Ox]

Everyday caught in the whirlwinds

Back in the studio, Belief just earled in

Still trying to get my pen on

Write scripts and light splifs

Until we high as light bills

Watching for those that might switch

To the dark, we over here remaining righteous

Though we spark the soul purpose to spit

And hype kids

Make them want to hold open their eye lids

Dangers and missed origins from way back since

The presence of Genesis and Osirus

Life is such a stress

But in the coldest storms I let them off in the Phoenix

[Jean Grae]

Over a thousand miles of public housing

Lounging on beaches in the Riviera, tan and doused in

Coconut scented lotion

Wish I was there the story rare enough to merit an endangered species

Tagging velvet ropes surrounding every path

Tighter than some virgin pussy

Don't ever push me

I balance on the edge of cliffs for fun

And some are hanging crooked

I never look down, I look to the sky

And envision the place that everybody go when they die

They say that bright lights and angels some and get you

If that's the truth than I expect the black night blocking the sun I got issues

Another day with myself

Another day without wealth

There's gotta be anther way I need help

And so I pray like I'm a Pentecostal, Sufi, Buddhist, strict agnostic

Hoping one will hit its target

Take another sip of hypnotic

And lay my head on the pillow and dream erotic scenes

Of killers spilling endless rounds and all of them shooting at me

[Can Ox]

You know Can Ox got that Phoenix wing span

And love hovering over the ghetto wasteland

I got rap just as fat as my waist band

You got a rap that belongs in a waste can

Yo, Jean you gotta change Grae to Hackman

Cuz when we fight we swing them blades

And when we rap we swing them blades

And then we slide on them like the escapades

I knew the ending of this book since the first page

Rap sucks but we still get paid

We smoke trees at the highest grades

I spit a line that'll fix your fades

So don't go there, you cannot hold Aire

Look at them, reaching and shit

If you touch my jersey I'll bust your lip

Open your face then break your hip

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Perrra - Pentiumen

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake, lira min Quake, Quake!

Här har man då suttit hela natten spelandes Quake, farsan vill skriva i w0rd!, ber mig göra ett break!

Han säger att Pentiumen är hans, jag treada warez.

Jag vill ju bara lira Quake, och mircwara, ibland, bland, mircwara ibland, mircwara, är det bästa som finns, när jag spelar min Quake, jag vill ju bara spela min egna Quake!

LADDA NER

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Klockren! <_<

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Grupp: Manowar

Låt: Warriors of the world united

text:

Here Our Soldiers Stand From All Around The World

Waiting In A Line To Hear The Battle Cry

All Are Gathered Here Victory Is Near

The Sound Will Fill The Hall Bringing Power To Us All

We Alone Are Fighting For Metal That Is True

We Own The Right To Live The Fight We’re Here For All Of You

Now Swear The Blood Upon Your Steel Will Never Dry

Stand And Fight Together Beneath The Metal Sky

Brothers Everywhere

Raise Your Hands Into The Air

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

Like Thunder From The Sky

Sworn To Fight And Die

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

Many Stand Against Us But They Will Never Win

We Said We Would Return And Here We Are Again

To Bring Them All Destruction Suffering And Pain

We Are The Hammer Of The Gods We Are Thunder Wind And Rain

There They Wait In Fear With Swords In Feeble Hands

With Dreams To Be A King First One Should Be A Man

I Call Them Out And Charge Them All With A Life That Is A Lie

And In Their Final Hour They Shall Confess Before They Die

Brothers Everywhere

Raise Your Hands Into The Air

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

Like Thunder From The Sky

Sworn To Fight And Die

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

If I Should Fall In Battle My Brothers Who Fight By My Side

Gather My Horse And Weapons Tell My Family How I Died

Until Then I Will Be Strong I Will Fight For All That Is Real

All Who Stand In My Way Will Die By Steel

Brothers Everywhere

Raise Your Hands Into The Air

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

Like Thunder From The Sky

Sworn To Fight And Die

We’re Warriors

Warriors Of The World

I BELIVE.

From The Darkness I Walk Into The Light

From The Day I Walk Into The Night

From The Shadows I Will Appear

With A Message For All Who Will Hear

For The Weak Of Heart

I Will Be Strong

To The Defenders Of Faith

I Will Belong

Till The Last Of Us Fight Till We Die

Till Keys Of The Kingdom Are Mine

All Stand Together For The World To See

Now The Time Is Right To Live Out All Our Dreams

Say The Words Forever Your Strength Will Never Leave

If You Want To Win The Fight Say I Believe

From The Darkness I Walk Into The Light

From The Day I Walk Into The Night

From The Shadows I Will Appear

With A Message For All Who Will Hear

For The Weak Of Heart

I Will Be Strong

To The Defenders Of Faith

I Will Belong

Till The Last Of Us Fight Till We Die

Till Keys Of The Kingdom Are Mine

Lets All Stand Together For The World To See

Now The Time Is Right To Live Out All Our Dreams

Say The Words Forever Your Strength Will Never Leave

If You Want To Win The Fight Say I Believe

If You Want To Win Tonight

Say I Believe

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