Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Deadmau5 & Melleefresh - Hey Baby Lyrics and link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPDSiL1nH0k
(Hey, baby ?)
What's crackin' ?
Who ya mackin' ?
Whatcha doin' ?
Who ya screwin' ?
Whatcha drinkin ?
Whatcha thinkin' ?
(Hey, baby !)
Say my name
Play your game
Wanna do me ?
Wanna screw me ?
I'm your pet
Make me wet
(Hey, baby ?)
Don't ya stare
I don't care
Want some fun ?
Make me cum
Keep it goin'
Cause it's snowin'
(Hey, baby ?!)
Tie me up
Pin me down
Flip me over
Upside down
Make me make that fuckin' sound
Oooohhhh
Yeah
baby
Oh my pussys so wet, baby what you do to me
drive me crazy
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Boomtown Rats - I Don't Like Mondays Lyrics
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2I84-A9duY
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody’s gonna go to school today
She’s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn’t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be show-ow-ow-ow-own?
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-woo-woo-woo-oot the whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father’s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain’t that peachy keen
Now that ain’t so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cuz there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Oh Oh oh whoa whoa
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-woo-woo-oot
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
(With the problems of the how's and why's)
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-woo-woo-woot the whole day down
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Erick Morillo - Dancin' (I got the pills)
Genre: Techno
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKJ3iz7AkGo
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
you told me to meet you here,
but I couldn't get in...
I was told you were dancing,
and your hands were everywhere..
Did you know her?
is she a friend?
I know you know the doorman,
did you tell him not to let me in?
I see how things go now,
you just use me for my thrills..
Go ahead and keep on dancing...
ahahahahaha....
cause I got the pills
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
I see how things go now,
you just use me for my thrills..
Go ahead and keep on dancing...
ahahahahaha....
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
cause I got the pills
Immortal technique - Dance With The Devil Lyrics
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qggxTtnKTMo
(Verse 1)
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William his primary concern, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to f**k moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober her sons heart simultaneously grew colder he started hanging out selling bags in the projects checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material objects but he understood money never bought respect he build a reputation cuz he could hustle and steal but got locked once it didn't hessitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to proof to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite potetial the product of a ghetto ... capatalistic mental coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences you propably only did a month for minor offences ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced dance forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
(Verse 2)
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock working overtime for making money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block niggaz treating him the same he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love they told him any motherf**king coward can sell drugs any bit*h nigga with a gun, can bust slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the motherf**ker up in a club but only a real thug can stab someone till they die standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well guarded and they wanted to test him, before business started suggested raping a bit*h to proof he was cold hearted so now he had a choice between going back to his life or making money with made men, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
(Verse 3)
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home and so they quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground screaming shut the f**k up and stop moving around the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts so Billy stomped on the bit*h, until he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood leaking through the corpse, she cried silently and then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was meant to go first, but he ????? turn ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back
(Verse 4)
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover but what he saw made him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, cuz he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate his corruption had succesfully changed his fate and he remembered how his mom used to come home late working hard for nothing, cuz now what was he worth he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth and crying out to the sky cuz he was lonely and scared but only the devil responded, cuz god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cuz the story that I'm telling is true cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might last you forever
Saturday, October 2, 2010
BMTH - Sleep With One Eye Open (Tek-One Remix)
Genre: Dubstep
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking [x2]
[x3]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking
Own
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me
I'm inside of you [x4]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking [x2]
[x3]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking
Own
Sleep with one eye open
[x2]
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me (me, me..)
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me
I'm inside of you [x2]
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of you fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking [x2]
[x3]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking
Own
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me
I'm inside of you [x4]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking [x2]
[x3]
Ripped apart in minutes what was built in seven years
The ink scarred on your back may as well of disappeared
For as long as I remember
You sold everything you owned
But now you sold our friendship
You're on your fucking
Own
Sleep with one eye open
[x2]
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me (me, me..)
If I had it my way
I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back (back, back..)
All the shame, all this guilt, all this regret, that's me
I'm inside of you [x2]
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of you fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck
I'm inside of you
I'm inside of fuck you
I'm inside of
Method Man - Release Yo' Delf [Prodigy Remix]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uivw43LOwKo
Check it
Check it
I'm the fuckin' man, who they mention
Notice
That other niggas' rap styles is bogus
Doo-doo
Prepare for this verse, Tical voodoo
Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation
Inside ya
Cause I be that house over water
Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon
Adventure
Niggas need to touch they freaking picture
For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness
Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies
Penalty
Then I drink forties to they memories
Emotion
Rushin' through your down street vicinity
Blunt smoke, in the air, reveals my identity
What's that rhythm, what's that sound
Party people getting down
When it hit the baddest man
Just RELEASE
YO DELF
Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it move
RHARHHH
God
Somebody said, "It's on, " if it isn't, I'll be set
To blow a nigga up
With my five fingers of death
I bring it to his whole damn fam
Understand
If he frontin'
On any man down with the Clan
I be coming
For the headpiece, you can't cope
For my brother
I bring it to the Pope, word to mother
Serial, killer
Style
From Big Isle
So Stat
My peoples, are you with me, where you at?
Shit's gettin' deep in here
I mean like thick
Niggas looking all in my face, like they want dick
It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor
That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no more
What is it?
Niggas think they bigger
Because they got they finger on the trigger of a bisquit
They don't know I'm wicked
When I start to kick it
Heat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic
Then I add a Snapple
Nigga want the juice
But he don't, want to hassle
Though we try to overthrow the castle
Better yet, the tent when I'm comin' to your town
Black man
The rental
God
The pistol
YAH!
If you don't want a burn from the glock
Then beware
I buck shots, we move up
The buck stops
Here
No more dough will be made
Unless it's being made by hoes
Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
And keep it
Movin', baby, we be movin', uh
And keep it movin', you know we keep it move
RHARHHH
"And keep it"
"And keep it"
"And keep it"
"And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh"
"You know we keep it"
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